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character had a dream of his parents dying in a house fire that he or she barely escaped, it was
actually him or her who set the fire in the first place in the true reality. That was so along ago I
didn't even remember writing it down.

I ask Derek if he wants anything to eat and we end up ordering pizza. While we are waiting, Derek
tells me something I already knew. That Jamal lied to me. That he didn't really owe anyone money,
he was just trying to get himself and Derek out of what was happening in the southern side of the
city. All the killing, all the drugs.

He starts to tell me about how there is a huge drug war going on. He tells me that it started because
one of the dealers from one of the organizations started selling drugs to a family member of one of
the top guys in the other organization.

Someone said the best way to eliminate your competition or to win a war is by having your enemy
destroy itself. Start shipping drugs to your enemies country and soon they will have a domestic
problem. The people will get addicted and start acting like addicts and that's the only seed you need
to plant. The rest will follow.

Then he tells me that one of the top guys tells one of his own guys to murder the punk who sold
drugs to his younger sister, and the next day that guy is found dead lying on the ground for
everyone to see. That must have been the man who was intoxicated at the time of his death. The
one that the police officer asked Lynne and I about. Then he tells me that the guy who did the
killing got caught and was ready to bring the whole crew down. I was right. Now I stop him and
ask him how he knows all of this, because he couldn't have been a major player at his age.

He tells me that his brother is the one who is the major player. That his brother has murdered
people, and now both the police and the friends of the people he has murdered are looking for him.
Jamal, that shithead. He brings his problems here and endangers my life.

I ask Derek if he knows anything about a building full of dead bodies but he says no. I'm guessing
that Jamal called someone this morning and got the news that they found thirteen bodies in a
building, so he went back out there. For what reason, I can't figure that out. The building full of
bodies reminds me of a dream I had a long time ago.

I'm in the military walking along a dirt path with other soldiers, and eventually our journey is
halted by a house on the road. It starts to stink, and one of the officers sends me and another man to
check what's in there. Right before we kick down the door I glance at the man's dog tags, and they
read "Max Harvey."

What we see before us is piles and piles of dead bodies left behind by a war that will probably end
all of mankind, or at the very least destroy this part of the world. Murder contracts. The smell
becomes so strong that it wakes me up. The dream makes me wonder if the world we live in is as
bad as some of us think it is. After all, the decisions made before our time could have left behind a
world far worse.

The good book says that the first murder was by Cain, done to his younger brother, Abel. Cain,