Sequel

Finally, that little punk is dead! I got in my car to tell Hazel and George their son is dead. I went up to the big black door and knocked three times, after waiting for a minute someone finally came to the door.  As Hazel answered the door, I asked if I could come in. I stepped inside the old house it smelt of mold. I need to get out of this house fast, so I better tell them soon. "George, Hazel i have some very sad news. Your son escaped from jail, took off all his handicaps, and he is now dead." They had no idea what to say, Hazel just stared crying and said how she finally remembers everything now. George's eyes slowly started to tear up and he looked so confused. I tried to comfort them as much as I could but nothing seemed to work. "Well I need to get back to business sorry again for your loss." I stood up out of my chair and walked to the door. Just as I got to the door I heard and loud fire and felt a a bullet go straight threw my heart. I was dead.