And now my friends, it's time for a story. It begins with me traveling to Italy for a second time and seeing the wonders of Northern Italy as opposed to Central, which was my first trip.
>be me an american
>in south tyrol, finally finishing up my trip
>on the way to bolzano
>notice there's footprints on the ground
>they aren't mine
>they lead to a remote forest
>walk silently, following the trail
>suddenly I hear something
>turn right and see two men fighting
>one had an olive complexion with black hair and blue eyes
>the other was slightly dark with dark brown hair and brown eyes
>I spectate this event, hidden behind a tree
>the darkerskinned man had muslim apparel
>think, "hmmm maybe I should interfere"
>i get a heavy stick nearby
>am about to throw it
>when I do, they both see me
>the darkerskinned man was too late to save himself
>tfw I actually killed a muslim
>the other man stands there inquisitively
>I say, "nothin personall kiddo" and walk away
>the live man yells at me in response, clear english, "you go on 4chan don't you?"
>perplexed but wary of the gravity of my own situation, I answer back, "i don't know what that is"
>>"b-bye"
>run away rly fast
>that italian might be looking at this this thread