Psychosis

Killer of the Shadows

The two people enter, scared. 

Their breaths are shaky. 

They studder in each word they say. 

I can see their breaths from within my shadows, its a cold night they've chosen...foolish people. 

"Dude...I think this person's insane..." 

Isn't his name Shang? ...he helped me...should I? No...this rush...I...can't control...it... 

"Careful, man...the killer could be anywhere." 

That girl...her names...Aya...hehehe...she's next...she's the weakest...I'll have fun with her... 

I watch them wonder, in search of their 'beloved' friend. 

One step. Two steps. Three steps... 

"Hey, Aya, come check this out!" 

The girl shakily walked over to where Shang was. 

"What...i-is that...drawings...i-in...blood?" 

"Yeah...look over there." 

They had found my art. 

I wanted to scare them, so I scratched my knife against one of the lockers. 

Aya had gasped, Shang hugged her. 

"Sh-Shang...y-you know...how to read Japanese...right?" 

"Yeah...a little..." 

"W-what's that say?" 

"If you're reading this, you're next." 

Aya began to cry. 

"Shang! Lets get out of here! I don't wanna die!" 

I was at the doorway, watching them both. 

"A-Aya...run." 

"What? Why?" 

"She's watching us..." 

I started to laugh. 

"SHANG! LET ME OUT! I WANNA GO HOME! I WASN'T EVEN SUPPOSED TO COME WITH YOU GUYS! SHANG!" 

I turned my head to the side and walked towards them. 

Shang's breath became heavy and shaky. 

"A-Aya...go, now." 

"SHANG! I'M NOT LEAVING WITHOUT YOU!" 

Aya...she was with Rin...she will die tonight... 

Aya ran past me, and I watched her from the corner of my eyes and laughed. 

They are so foolish...I always lock the door when I have my prey... 

I looked at Shang who looked like he was ready to die. 

I then turned and headed to Aya. 

I could hear her heavy breaths echo. 

She beat on the door. 

"NO! WHY ARE THE DOORS LOCKED?!? NO! I DON'T WANNA DIE! NOT HERE! NOT NOW!" 

My rush returned to me... 

"...la...la la la...la la...la la la..." 

My singing echoed like everything else. 

"NO! STAY AWAY FROM ME! PLEASE! DON'T KILL ME!" 

I laughed. 

That's what they all say...pleading doesn't work... 

I scraped my knife against the lockers as I walked. 

"NO! PLEASE! NO!" 

Aya ran towards the elevators, repeatedly pressing the button. 

She kept her sights on me, then the lights above went out. 

She gasped and started crying. 

"NO! PLEASE! NO!" 

She looked over the edge, and looked at the first floor from above. 

"....you can't escape me...I follow you...you have nowhere to hide from me..." 

She looked scared, I laughed. 

"...la la la...la la...la la..." 

Her back was turned towards me, still she was looking over the edge. 

"...la..." 

I pushed her from the top of the third floor, and she fell to the first. 

Her blood went everywhere. I heard a loud crushing sound echo. 

The elevator doors then opened. 

I walked back to where Shang was. 

"W-where's Aya? What happened to her?" 

He looked scared. 

"...what...what do you call me?" 

He widened his eyes a bit. 

"What?" 

"...am...I a psycho? Tell me..." 

"No..." 

I hid myself in the shadows. 

"...what do you think of me?" 

"...Amaya?" 

"...yes..." 

I whispered to him from the shadows. 

"...um..." 

"Give me a name...one that...says who I really am..." 

"...killer of the shadows..." 

I felt a stab in my heart, emotionally. 

"Shang..." 

"...yes?" 

"I'm sorry...I can't have a witness...they'll put me back in there..." 

"Amaya? What...what are you talking about?" 

"...I'm sorry Shang...I'll make it quick...I won't make you suffer like them...goodbye...Shang..." 

The lights went completely out, and I could hear his breathing pick up. 

Why...why is it so difficult? ....where has my rush gone? No...I'm not going back! I won't go back to the asylum! I refuse! 

I went behind him, snapped his neck and stabbed his heart. 

Was I really sorry? Hahaha...of course not...I'm sorry for no one...everyone is an enemy... 

I look down the hallways and see blurry people in white coats. 

No...NO! GO AWAY! 

I curl in a corner and rock back and forth. 

"...i-its just imaginary...i-its all in my head...they can't find me here...when I turn around, they'll be gone..." 

I turn and see the blurry people close to my face, filling up shots up with sedatives. 

"NO! NO MORE! LEAVE ME ALONE! GET OUT OF MY HEAD!" 

I run down the halls and as I turn, the people aren't there anymore. 

Hehe...hehehe...see? I-its all in my head...they aren't real...they can't find me...never...I'm not insane like they said...I just can't be...I...can't...