“Ready to die nigger?” said Rev. Dillinger. As the reverend stood there with his sawed off shotgun. “I know you killed those three innocent, beautiful, and intelligent white children.” “Well, what do you expect with this racist, piece of shit town.” “Someone is bound to get fucked up.” Johnny said with a nonchalant attitude. As soon as he said that a thump fell hard to the ground. Johnny’s friend, Elijah, stood there with a blood-stained boulder.

“You OK?” Elijah said. “We best get the fuck out of here.” “If someone finds out that four white people were murdered by us, we’d probably get tortured.” “Let’s go” Johnny said. As they crept towards a bridge the two fall asleep. The next morning was very quiet. It seems as the whole town was just gone, people were missing, shops were closed, and the church bells didn’t ring.

“Man, this town is spooky all quiet like this.” As Johnny said that, stomps coming from a distance with the smell of ash crept upon the two. “It’s them.” Twenty KKK members holding up tied black men and women, roughly four of them tied. “Let’s hide Elijah.” “No shit, Sherlock.” said Elijah. The two scared boys duck in a bush. “How dare you four porch-monkeys come into our town, kill our kids, and our priest!” “He is a man of the lord you sick niggers.” said the leader of this clan. The KKK members tied up all the people to a tree, doused them in gasoline and burned them alive.

“Oh sweet Mary of Jesus.” said Johnny as he lay there quietly with tears. “That’s my family.” said Elijah. Elijah ran so fast toward the KKK members and struck the leader in the head. As his body falls to the floor, some member got Elijah and beat him savagely. Then Elijah gets tossed into the pit with his family. Johnny must now do something that will save his life or do something really, fucking stupid.