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CAPTAIN FREAK 2- BOOKMARKS



RECAP: Andy a delusional and mentally unstable man suffers from the evils of society. As a healing factor, he has a delusion friend called Captain Freak. Situations get worse when Andy gets heartbreak from the love of his life Nancy which forces him to become a ruthless criminal. But in his mind, he combines his persona to Captain Freak assuming himself as a hero, and starts to descend into madness. Andy commits many murders and kills Nancy's lover giving her trauma and also kills Dr. Haris a political leader before he wins the election. The story is based on the theme that everyone is a hero in their own story.

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1. CAPTAIN FREAK 2- CHAPTER 1: INCOMPLETE WORK- Andy recalls his first attempt at killing himself. And, the story begins where the last one ended.

2. CAPTAIN FREAK 2- CHAPTER 2: DARK CLOUDS- A plot is set up by Nancy to revenge Andy along with Dr. Josh who wants Andy dead.

3. CAPTAIN FREAK 2- CHAPTER 3: THE REVENGE- Nancy and Gwen attempt to kill Andy.

4. CAPTAIN FREAK 2- CHAPTER 4: CHAOS- The city goes into chaos in the election season. Nancy tries to kill herself.

5. CAPTAIN FREAK 2- CHAPTER 5: A JOKE- Andy deals with Freak Party and tries to kill Gwen along with her kids.

6. CAPTAIN FREAK 2- CHAPTER 6: CELEBRATION- Captain Freak becomes the hero of the city and takes a tough decision. 

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