"The bitch is mine."

The words echoed in Ben's head, getting louder and louder until it was all he heard. He was unaware that the words had come from inside.

Dark. Hot. Big fists hitting him again and again. The stench of stale cigarettes and whisky filling his senses. He glanced over the shoulder of the man he fought to see the crumpled body of...

"MARGARET!! NNNNNOOOOOO!!" Ben screamed and slammed his right fist against the ribcage of the man before him. Bones cracked.

"RRRRAAAAAAA!! Ben roared as his left crashed into the other side with a deep pop sound. The man's smile slipped from his face then exploded in...