3 AM

It was 3 AM in the morning and Eros was taking out the trash, three bags to be exact, and all of them filled with something abnormal, dripping a brownish color, was it blood? No. Blood isn't brown, you idiot. Unless it is? I honestly haven't looked that up. Maybe some animals, no idea honestly, but the point is that it isn't blood, okay? Fuck. Anyway, before you interrupted me. Eros was putting out the trash, and then when that was finished, he was going to take out THE TRASH, meaning, uh, a clever way to say he's going to kill some people.

"Damn its 3 AM and I'm taking out THE TRASH."

Doing a few well placed karate moves, Eros parkours his way to the Loneside Grill which is a place where people eat, a restaurant if you will, and this is where he would do the trash taking outting. Holding his bow close to his chest, he could feel his heart beating nice and slow, he had gotten the pace just right. Peeeerfeeect. Suddenly a man approached him from behind, and Eros did the sweetest spin around that you'll ever see in your life towards him, the bow now aimed directly at his face.

"Hey! Who are you? Man, that's not cool. You have a weapon? Where'd you get that weapon, man? That's not cool. All I have is my fists and that's not cool, you know? Let me just back up. Ha! Just joking! I am the man you're here to kill!! You've stepped into my trap!!"

The man clapped thrice and suddenly Eros was surrounded by a group of people, all with flails and other such weapons that aren't anywhere near as efficient as a gun. It was all a trap?!?! Oh no! How would Eros survive this?! Ha! Just joking! Eros was a master of death, and he made short work of all of the people in the area, leaving behind only the mark he had been sent to kill.

"Wow! Impressive!"

Those were the last words the man said before an arrow shot directly through his heart, and Eros was to blame. Winking, he twirled around loudly to do a complete survey of the area. There was no one else there and he had completed the job, but was that it? No! There was an entire caravan outside waiting for him. Another trap!??! Whoa!

"I need help...", he thought to himself before having a great idea. He would get help!! but who?! He quickly made a makeshift signal using only a paperclip and a few cans, everyone would hear his call and come to his aid. He just knew it.

Would someone come? Would Eros die? Would gravity cease to exist and force everyone to float in the air forever?! Find out next time on the ADVENTURES OF EROS!!