Months passed and still no word on the murder of Mr.Evans. Huncho was at home living his life by himself. The Mr.Evans cat had died a couple days ago so now it was only Huncho. Huncho blamed himself for the murder of Mr.Evans going unsolved because he was so close yet so far.
People always say not everyone is your friend and Quavo demonstrated that, but Huncho wondered if Quavo took it because he was involved.
Huncho would never know. The whole town erupted in darkness and corruption and Huncho fell right into the trap. Huncho went to work everyday taking the route that lead him past Mr.Evans house. Huncho was getting off until late so it would be dark by then and he would have to walk home in the dark, but the walks home were a different type of darkness.
It was the type of darkness that never ended each road longer than the last and only being able to see darkness ahead. Yea the street lights were on but when your down in the dark like Huncho was it hard to see the light no matter how bright it is.
It was almost as if Huncho was stuck in time and there was no way out. No way out of the darkness only a way deeper into the darkness.
"How did I get to this point"
"Where did I go wrong"
"How did I let the town get like this"
All the questions flourished inside of Huncho's brain as he blamed himself for what had happened to the city.
"Had I just kept the bag from Quavo I could've figured out who murdered Mr.Evans and then the town would be in light instead of darkness." No matter what angle Huncho looked at it always lead back to him and that day.
"Had I not drank that day my reaction speed would've been faster" Huncho blamed no one but himself. Huncho went for a walk that afternoon to try and get rid of the darkness, but he came up short. It was night time and the darkness lingered over the town even more than normal. Huncho walked down the street into the darkness and disappeared into the night never to be seen again.
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