Sick Fux

They called us the weak ones. The dependent, twisted ones. The ones who wouldn’t make it in the real world. They were right. We are the sick ones. The crazy ones. The ones who can’t function without our dose of the high life. We are the messed up, the insane, the deranged. We are the ones who are addicted. We were thrown away, discarded like we were nothing. Our chances of being saved were slim to none. Until we found each other. And now we’re a family. A whole world of lost souls looking for our next fix. Looking for our next high. We’ll do anything for it… murder, torture, and worse. We are the black-eyed demons, the souls who’ve seen hell and embraced it. We are the ones you fear, the ones who come for you in the night. We take what we want, and we break whoever stands in our way. We are the Rascals, and this is our story. A story of love, of hate, of revenge… and of redemption.