[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=00aeef]Emanuel "Manny" Newman[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.pinimg.com/originals/33/16/fe/3316fe559f13dd3bbefa84bd6e602b5e.jpg[/img][/center][hr][hr]
[center][b]Location:[/b] Quincy, Florida: E9.  House, G10
[b]Skills:[/b] N/A [/center]
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Manny was sound asleep, it felt like the best sleep he had gotten in years. Though mostly that was because he hadn't had a decent bed in who knows how long. In his dream he was just coming into his former dental office. Clean, and as pretty as it always was. He had put his heart and soul into this place, and it was thriving. He told himself he would retire someday, though he didn't have any plans on doing so for a while as he was still in great health, and worked more or less reasonable hours. Manny had arrived early that day, he noticed over the last few days the there have been a lot of traffic adding hours to his drive to work in some cases. SO he figured arrive a couple hours early, clean the place up, make some good coffee, and maybe reorganize the files he said he would organize last year.

Finding his way into his office he was stunned to say the least. His office was trashed, as if someone had pillaged it a dozen or so times for anything valuable. "[color=00aeef]What the actual fuck.[/color]" He didn't swear often, but this had pissed him off. He left his office nice and clean the night before and now some piece of shit broke in during the night and ransacked his office. Furious he turned to get his phone from his bag so he could call the police, stopping in his tracked. The rest of the building was trashed now too, it looked looted clean as well, but this time it looked as if a war had gone through, killing everything in it's path. Blood was splattered on the walls, gunshot holes were present all over the place, a body at the end of the hall...

What had happened? What the hell had just happened? That was all Manny could get through his mind. He ran as fast as he could toward the body on the floor. He couldn't figure out who they were, no one else was supposed to be here yet? Getting closer he could see nurses garbs. "[color=00aeef]Oh god... Oh god no.[/color]" Getting down by them he checked for a pulse, he couldn't find one. SO he turned over the body of the nurse to see their face. In his panicked state he couldn't register it at first, but he still seemed to be moving. "[color=00aeef]Jimmy?[/color]" Manny said softly. The body replied slowly, and weakly. "Ya let us die ya stupid Sonava Bitch." Manny, startled fall backwards and crawled back. His former nurse's face was half gone, and his neck torn out. "[color=00aeef]Oh god Jimmy...[/color]" He was still backing up but he wanted to help him so badly. "YA LET ME DIE! YOU LET ME KILL SUSAN!" The screams were deafening.

Manny stood up now, backed to a wall as Jimmy came closer. "Do whatchya should've done all them years 'go. Ya knew what would happen ta me. Do it ya old Bastard." Manny was confused at first, he was scared. He knew what he was talking about, but he still wasn't registering what he should be doing. Not until his ancient looking double barrel found its way to his hands, the end of the barrel soaked in blood. "[color=00aeef]No... No I can't Jimmy.[/color]" Manny was on the verge of tears. Things were making sense now. "DO ET!" The walking corpse screamed as it charged him. Manny, out of instinct fired both barrels out of the shotgun, but instead of the usual buckshot, it sent out a wave of blood and bone that vaporized Jimmy to a pile of gore against the walls. Manny stood there for a moment in shock, then threw away the gun. The old man slid down the wall to a sitting position listening to the voices of those he let down. Back in reality, he has barely moved a muscle, he's an old man running on sleep deprivation and Adrenalin. A good night sleep would do him.