"Its not my fault",Lex creaked out,holding his throat as he sat with his back to the wall.
His face was as pale as a ghost,as his eyes where bloodshot.He sat there staring at the
body of a boy,mangled into a corner,lifeless.The same boy who just had him by the neck,was just a body,
a heap of flesh and bone,nothing more.Lex ran as fast as he could,holding his bleeding side to cover the slit,
left from the boy's blade,from bleeding even more.Lex ran and ran until he finally reached the police station and told the police
of the limp boy 3 miles away from there.They immediately had him in handcuffs,not even noticing the gaping slash on his