News update: there is currently a investigation going on in the neighborhood, and there are 15 police vans parked out outside my house and safety cones/yellow tape blocking the roads. Hopefully the situation will be handled by tomorrow morning...
"When do you think a person dies? When a bullet from a pistol pierces his heart? No... When he is attacked by an incurable disease? No... When he eats a soup of deadly poisonous mushrooms? No! A man... dies when people forget him."
"Who in God's name authorized this psychopath's release?"
"That would be you, sir..."
"In that case I am a complete dumbass and should lose my title for this ridiculous act." *proceeds to yeet self into a cannon of a tank.*