Otto woke up with a splitting headache. He lay in a hallway or something, next to the corpse of a man. Having no idea what happened he jumped up and made his way out as soon as he could. His perception was blurry and he had a hard time making out whether it was day or night. All he wanted to do was get back to his usual hide out. The basement of an old apartment block.

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Sow good and good is what thy will reap.
Sometimes i like to add a bit sarcasm to the concoction,
but it only ends in irony.

Hail to England! Future plans. More info coming.

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