The Beginning of the EndThe Beginning of the End by ~ObssesionIsDangerous
I’ve had many names over the years, more than I can count. Different names, different faces, different cities, it all added up in staggering amounts, and my list was only getting longer. I guess this is what happens when you’re on the run. No, no, no, not as a fugitive, you had to be on the grid for that, but as an escaped experiment. It’s not like the movies portray it, no epic car chases, no SWAT teams, no guns blazing. Rather it’s more akin to “roughing it” to the extreme, hiding in any place you can, and running like the devil himself is on your heels when danger approached.
You spend a lot of