Blades swung this way and that spraying blood all over the walls and floors golf the small alley. Three men against one. I watch in awe and horror as swords collide in the air. The single man goes down, falling to his knees, a sword at his throat,
"Stop!" I shout, I had forgetten I had a voice, it was cry and scratchy from lack of use "Don't kill him" I jump.between the single man and the other three,
"Get out of the way child" The first spits, it's him we want not you"

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There's a knock at the door and subconsciously I get up and start walk to answer it, I check my watch quickly as I hop down the stairs,
3 am Monday 14th June.
Who the fuck is up this early and knocking on the door. I open the door cautiously and two men in black suits and red ties stand smiling. It's okay, It's okay, just talk normal. I stop breathing for a small moment until one man speaks.
"Hello, We are looking for a Skie Garder" The taller of the two says, his dark hair hanging over his face. It's okay. I nod.
"That'd be me, why do you need me?" I ask,
"We would like to get to know you a little, then we can explain" The shorter says.
"Sorry, you'll have to come back when my parents are up.
"We just want to help you Skie" I shake my head.
"I have nothing to say about Billy, I know what you want, you aren't getting it, not from me, not from anyone"

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