<b>Manhattan Bridge, New York </b>- 4:52 PM<br/><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center"><div class="bbImageWrapper lazyload js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="/proxy.php?image=https%3A%2F%2Fi.pinimg.com%2F236x%2Ff6%2Fc3%2F38%2Ff6c33870f8c3b8100ed7a6f56cbf30d6--undercut-long-hair-glamour-shots.jpg&amp;hash=fb611509321cd47efb07314c8a43f7d8" title="f6c33870f8c3b8100ed7a6f56cbf30d6--undercut-long-hair-glamour-shots.jpg">
<img alt="f6c33870f8c3b8100ed7a6f56cbf30d6--undercut-long-hair-glamour-shots.jpg" class="bbImage lazyload" data-src="/proxy.php?image=https%3A%2F%2Fi.pinimg.com%2F236x%2Ff6%2Fc3%2F38%2Ff6c33870f8c3b8100ed7a6f56cbf30d6--undercut-long-hair-glamour-shots.jpg&amp;hash=fb611509321cd47efb07314c8a43f7d8" data-url="https://i.pinimg.com/236x/f6/c3/38/f6c33870f8c3b8100ed7a6f56cbf30d6--undercut-long-hair-glamour-shots.jpg" data-zoom-target="1" height="" src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" style="" title="" width=""/>
<noscript><img alt="f6c33870f8c3b8100ed7a6f56cbf30d6--undercut-long-hair-glamour-shots.jpg" class="bbImage" data-url="https://i.pinimg.com/236x/f6/c3/38/f6c33870f8c3b8100ed7a6f56cbf30d6--undercut-long-hair-glamour-shots.jpg" data-zoom-target="1" height="" src="/proxy.php?image=https%3A%2F%2Fi.pinimg.com%2F236x%2Ff6%2Fc3%2F38%2Ff6c33870f8c3b8100ed7a6f56cbf30d6--undercut-long-hair-glamour-shots.jpg&amp;hash=fb611509321cd47efb07314c8a43f7d8" style="" title="" width=""/></noscript>
</div></div><br/><br/>By that point his eyes were tired and the alcohol had been soaking his veins for more than two days now, for he hadn't stopped drinking since the moment he decided he was going to go to war. In fact, he hadn't slept for even a minute since he'd decided that the fucked up world he'd been born into had only gotten worse, every day, since the moment he'd taken his first breath. It had gotten darker, colder and far less tolerable, as had the people in it who thrived on greed and envy. It was time for a great purge of mankind so that the slate could be wiped clean, which meant that people would have to die and structures would need to fall so that the world could begin to forget. So that the world could understand that it wasn't just missing out on forgotten morals and the values of their respected  forefathers, but it was missing out on everything. Humanity had lost it's way, and in the process it had taken one step further past self mutilation and gone as far as to sell it's soul to the devil that was constantly breathing down the necks of the few who actually deserved that chance at salvation.<br/><br/>Those weak and those humble few of modest upbringing would be left alone so that the world could get back to the way it was when love and compassion glared back at the power hungry and selfish. When family meant more than business associates and your homeland was more important than the financial standing you could gain by going to war in the right place and at the right time.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4d4dff">"This place... it's worse than hell."</span>, he whispered to himself, mustering the courage to do what he needed to do in order to get the gears turning on his grand design.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4d4dff">"...because at least in hell you can see the whores, gluttons, sodomites and the murderers as plainly as day..."</span>, whispered further, suggesting that for all of the horrors that hell certainly contained, there was a single, redeeming quality that set it apart from the world stationed above it. There was a single factor that made that mortal plane of existence even more unnerving than any hell he had ever imagined.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4d4dff">"These people... they hide in plain sight... wolves in sheep's skin lurking among the innocent and gnashing their teeth as they wait for their moments to strike. They rape and they abuse. They lie and they cheat. They steal and they kill. For what? Something you<i> think</i> you want? Something you <i>think</i> you need? So... you would let your brothers and sisters suffer just to have a little more on your own plate...?"</span>, he then asked, though this time he said it into a little, black device that had an antenna protruding from it's top. It was clear that he was speaking to someone. That he was addressing others and not just rambling away to himself.<br/><br/>There was an audible click followed by a bit of light static after those words had been spoken, and then, after contemplating this decision all day long beneath that very same bridge, he finally said it. He finally gave the world what he knew it had been needing in order to begin it's cleansing of an immense scale.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4d4dff">"Blow it..."</span>, he grunted into the little box before he crushed it with his bare hands, spark leaping from his clutched fist as the pieces trickled away from his tightly wound fingers. Then, just seconds later, a series of booming sounds began to erupt all across the city as he pushed himself up and pulled a small device from his pocket.<br/><br/><i>"Boooooom... Boooooom... BOOOOMMMM!"</i>, the last explosion sounded far closer than the rest, and as eh glanced over he could see the foundations of the neighboring bridge falling into collapse as the bridge began to wrap and rip apart, despite the five O'clock traffic it was only moments ago supporting. He then raised the little tube shaped device in his hand, clicked a red button on it's top and raised his deep blues to see the charges going off along the bottom of the bridge and along the pillars that held it up. This bridge did not fall, however, and instead, as it trembled and shook, it held strong, which quickly had sewn a seed of frustration in the man who pushed himself up from his seat on the ledge he had been watching from. the steel pillars had been ripped and torn by the blasts that had occurred only about thirty or so feet away, but they had managed to hold their own through the blasts of the charges. So, with added frustration, the man gritted his teeth, tightened every muscle in his entire body and ran at the nearest steel pillar, which was still smoking, it's metal groaning from the blast.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4d4dff">"URAGGGHHHHHHH!!!!"</span>, he cried out as he lowered his shoulder and barreled into the pillar of steel, looking almost ridiculous running at the massive thing like a wild man who didn't realize just how small he was in comparison. Onlookers would have been surprised to see such raw and hateful power in the flesh, however, for as he collided into the first support the bridge shuttered ever so slightly. He then dug in, pushed and slowly but surely he began to peel it up out of the concrete it had been set into years and years ago. Metal groaned loud and the bridge began to shake again as this bear of a man tore and thrashed at the steel pillars, and only a few moments after he slammed into a second did he began to hear the supports begin to snap and the concrete begin to crack and shift above him.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4d4dff">"Burrrrrrnnnn to cinder and ash! Return to dust... you godless insects..."</span>, he cried out as he stepped back and watched the bridge begin to fall all around him, cars toppling off of it as it writhed and shook before it finally snapped in two and began to collapse.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center"><div class="bbImageWrapper lazyload js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="/proxy.php?image=https%3A%2F%2Fvignette.wikia.nocookie.net%2Ffinaldestination%2Fimages%2Fb%2Fba%2FFinal-destination-5-horror-movies-24662448-500-195.gif%2Frevision%2Flatest%3Fcb%3D20130424135102&amp;hash=f2dfc0ac50ae44bb53d1e66dc6d3b2de" title="latest">
<img alt="latest" class="bbImage lazyload" data-src="/proxy.php?image=https%3A%2F%2Fvignette.wikia.nocookie.net%2Ffinaldestination%2Fimages%2Fb%2Fba%2FFinal-destination-5-horror-movies-24662448-500-195.gif%2Frevision%2Flatest%3Fcb%3D20130424135102&amp;hash=f2dfc0ac50ae44bb53d1e66dc6d3b2de" data-url="https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/finaldestination/images/b/ba/Final-destination-5-horror-movies-24662448-500-195.gif/revision/latest?cb=20130424135102" data-zoom-target="1" height="" src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" style="" title="" width=""/>
<noscript><img alt="latest" class="bbImage" data-url="https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/finaldestination/images/b/ba/Final-destination-5-horror-movies-24662448-500-195.gif/revision/latest?cb=20130424135102" data-zoom-target="1" height="" src="/proxy.php?image=https%3A%2F%2Fvignette.wikia.nocookie.net%2Ffinaldestination%2Fimages%2Fb%2Fba%2FFinal-destination-5-horror-movies-24662448-500-195.gif%2Frevision%2Flatest%3Fcb%3D20130424135102&amp;hash=f2dfc0ac50ae44bb53d1e66dc6d3b2de" style="" title="" width=""/></noscript>
</div>
<br/>
<br/>​</div>