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7:02 The news
Suddenly I could feel all my bones wake up and all the nerve endings in my body were shooting signals in my brain. An innocent murdered...Sile N'Bhroin...murdered by a Cleak? How foul and unnatural! Sister Sure-she-is turned to me in confusion. "David? What is the matter David?" "I am needed" I breathed. "I must stop him before he attacks another innocent life." "Who do you mean dear? You can't leave the hospital!" I leaped out of bed and grabbed the metal clip board hanging off the end of my bed. A transformation came over me as if I was no longer myself. No! Not David Brutus Casca anymore! "I am and always will be, SKETCHY DAVE THE THIRD, EARL OF WISCONSIN!" Sister Sure-she-is looked so taken back she could hardly stop me. "As long as there is evil in the world than goodness can conquer it, evil can never be destroyed, but it can always always be defeated! And as long as I am standing, bad people will not get away without me having to say something about it! All of my life I wanted to be something worth while, well Sister, now I can be! No one wants to live an ordinary life with ordinary circumstance. And if I have learned anything it is this, when asked whether I could be ordinary and live a safe healthy life, or be extraordinary and defy all obstacles risking death everyday of my life...well I choose death any day of the week. " The Sister looked at me and nodded. She was still and quite, thoughtfully taking in what she had just witnessed. "Than you will just have to stop him, and all evil doers. Good luck, and always remember who you are...who you were always meant to be. SKETCHY DAVE THE THIRD, EARL OF WISCONSIN!"