<strong>Name:</strong>Simon<br/><strong>Age: </strong>27<br/><strong>Crime:</strong>Killed his father<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Prison cell next to group 1<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>All of Group 1<br/><br/>All our times have come<br/>Here but now they're gone<br/>Seasons don't fear the reaper<br/>Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain..we can be like they are<br/>Come on baby...don't fear the reaper<br/>Baby take my hand...don't fear the reaper<br/>We'll be able to fly...don't fear the reaper<br/>Baby I'm your man...<br/><br/><br/>Simon would never forget this song, not even when he was old and grey, and not because it was one of the greatest classic hits of all time... Which it was, or because he had fucked for the first time to this song, he would remember it forever because its the song he turned on and up just for his old man. Yeah Simon had sung along and even danced to this song over and over it was soul piercing man. It made him sing to god above and the devil below and oh fuck was it amazing.<br/><br/>Valentine is done<br/>Here but now they're gone<br/>Romeo and Juliet<br/>Are together in eternity...Romeo and Juliet<br/>40,000 men and women everyday...Like Romeo and Juliet<br/>40,000 men and women everyday...Redefine happiness<br/>Another 40,000 coming everyday...We can be like they are<br/>Come on baby...don't fear the reaper<br/>Baby take my hand...don't fear the reaper<br/>We'll be able to fly...don't fear the reaper<br/>Baby I'm your man...<br/><br/>It was than he heard it, the door click open, his pops, his dad the man who had raised him came home, and he turned it up even higher "Hey Dad, dont fear the reaper!" The old man chuckled and shook his head at his son. He moved to sit down in his favorite chair, the place he sat every day he got home and Simon just jammed along.<br/><br/>"Don't fear the reaper." He danced all the way to the couch where he grabbed the sledge hammer... "Don't fear the reaper." A quick look of shock on his fathers face when he saw the massive tool.<br/><br/>Love of two is one<br/>Here but now they're gone<br/>Came the last night of sadness<br/>And it was clear she couldn't go on<br/>Then the door was open and the wind appeared<br/>The candles blew then disappeared<br/>The curtains flew then he appeared...saying don't be afraid<br/>Come on baby...and she had no fear<br/>And she ran to him...then they started to fly<br/>They looked backward and said goodby...she had become like they are<br/>She had taken his hand...she had become like they are<br/>Come on baby...don't fear the reaper<br/><br/>Crunch one good swing and he was gone, tears running down the eyes of Simon as he watched his father bleed out... "All our times have come."<br/><br/><del></del><br/><br/>It had been a week since than and Simon had done nothing but drink and fuck but eventually he was caught, the swat barged in and surrounded him, he never made a move. He just stared and when he felt his head hit the linoleum he knew he deserved it, even if he couldn't remember anything but those voices... and the remains of his father... What the fuck had happened?<br/><br/>He had been dragged up and into the prison, without so much as a trial he tried to explain he heard voices that it wasn't him anything that could help them understand, but he was given no kind words and chucked into the cage with the rest. When they left his steeled toed boots struck the metal of the door in frustration he turned around and found himself face to face with Mara...