Roy Banner stood over the lifeless body of his friend Peter. Blood dripped from the swords in his hands. The others would have to kill him for what he’d done. The problem was, he was already dead. They watched him die. The devil took him into the bowels of hell and spat him back out to wreak more havoc. Eddie and Steve looked on in horror, crouched behind an old sixties-style sofa. “What the fuck do we do now?” whispered Eddie. “We keep going,” said Steve. “We download the file and get the hell out of here.” “What about Peter and Roy? And what the fuck is Roy anyway?” “Don’t worry. Once we get out we’ll tip-off the cops from a phone booth.” “A PHONE BOOTH?” yelled Steve a little too loudly. “When was the last time you saw a fucking phone booth?” Roy stared in their direction, his eyes white and gloomy. Steve and Eddie looked at each other and […]