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Normen Oliver Chimana darted through the crowd watching the Mardi Gras parade someones wallet in hand the man he had stolen from was chasing him
Normen slipped into an alleyway thinking he had lost the man when a fist hit him in the back of the head he reeled and the man hit him again he fell to the ground and the man was suddenly on top of him punching Normen
There were cracks as Normen's nose and jaw broke the man grabbed his wallet and got off of Normen kicking him in the ribs before leaving it took awhile but someone stopping to smoke spotted Normen and called an ambulance
When Normen woke up in the hospital he couldn't talk his jaw wrapped in bandages he wrote to speak to the police and decided he didn't want to press charges
Unbeknownst to the police Normen was already planning his revenge he didn't have any money for a weapon but he could make one he took a sturdy stick from his backyard and fashioned a spear
Normen stalked the man to his job as a security guard he broke a window and the man went to investigate Normen stabbed him through the chest "hey fucker guess what? You're gonna die"
Normen took out a pocket knife and cut into the man throat to rip out his vocal cords then he cut off the man's lips and tongue finally he picked up the spear again and repeatedly stabbed then he wrote a calling card on the wall in blood it read Quo