[ WP ] Killing another human now allows you to exchange your remaining lifespan the victim 's . Young people live in fear while the elderly plan their attacks .

I was one badass motherfuckin man. I was in Korea and Nam, ai n't nobody else gon na kill as many people without using a fire arm as me. I've killed fifty people without guns. Twenty without knives, axes, or things of that sort. And my life span is coming to an end. Recently some vans full of hippie scumbags started rolling through town. `` Time to shine'' I thought. The last person I killed was a quarantine guard in his late fifties, and I felt like living to fight some more, so I went to bed, woke up a early in the morning, and started lockin and loadin. I figured eight magazines should get me two hundred years plus of life, and I was so fuckin ready. Brought me back to my days killin gooks. At around nine, with three guns and some various sharp tools and objects under my trench coat, I parked my truck sideways blocking the road that the hippies come through daily, and I waited. At around noon. They showed up. Six pot smelling, LSD filled, stanky hippie vans. The driver of the first van leaned out his window and yelled `` you got ta like... Moooove maaaaaaan!'' That's when I walked over to the back of the van, took out my rifle, and as I heard `` oldie! Look out!'' I smashed the back handle of the van and shot everyone inside. Then, I moved to the next van, and shot the driver and the passenger on my way over. I walked to the side of the van and shot up the side, which was followed by cries of pain. I continued to do this to van after van, until everybody but the first driver was dead. I walked back over to the first van to see the driver still in his seat, in shock. A wide grin spread across my cheeks, as I thought `` amateurs'' and drove away, with around two hundred more years to live...
