All-Seeing-Eye

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Wow! Did you see what Jake did? Heartless. I'm so proud of him! When you get those actors that are really dedicated to their roles, it makes directing that much easier.
Unfortunately, my plan didn't entirely work. As a matter of fact, it back-fired. Sure, it was fun to watch. I think I kept my word of it being a masterpiece, but the FBI is still after me, harder than ever. Kill one child-murdering FBI agent and they suddenly want to push to solve it more than ever. Shows where their priorities are at. Where was this zeal when Dora bled all over my cock?
I had hoped the public would be at their throats, calling for everyone's head, maybe they would dissolve the task force and Anna would let despair take hold. Maybe the entire FBI would be dissolved. Hey, I can dream, can't I? It was looking good for a while, then Tony McCreedy spun the story until it was unrecognizable. I should have taken care of him first. He spewed something about togetherness being needed at a time like this. That if we're fighting each other, then we're not fighting the true threat. Yadda, Yadda.
They've got nearly everyone looking for me now, not just a small task force. Would have thought they would have realized they needed help sooner, but they're a proud bunch at the FBI. I can respect that, even if it is stupid as hell. I think they simply underestimated my genius. They're learning not to, and that's bad for me.
I sit here and watch people in disgust. I've brought them closer together. I want to throw up. Where did I go so wrong? I should have stuck to the script. Whores, pimps, and children at a steady pace. But I went and got greedy. I wanted to shock. I wanted to hurt. I wanted to hurt Anna most of all. Just the perfect amount of pain though. I thought that's what I was accomplishing. I'm disappointed in myself. I don't mess up! I never mess up! I never predict wrong! But, here I am, and I have.
I scour the country looking for an opportunity, but they're so few and far between. I'm stuck twiddling my thumbs and barely getting one damn jolly off in a month. I think I'm going to explode, and I'm not one to take matters into my own hand.

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