Stuck with insanity

Part 12 - Doubts

The chirping and shuffling of the Forrest woke me up, memories of yesterday flocked my mind like a brick. Fuck me, fuck I can't I thought to myself with heaving breaths and I sat up, finally looking at the shack. Crimson, shiny blood stained the walls, beer bottles were on the floor and the place looked like a serious fight had happened.

Within a few minutes I stepped out and stared at the scene, bodies covered in blood, some had been stabbed and others caused by head injuries. It dawned on me at that time, I did this, I killed them, I didn't realize it. My legs became jelly and I waddled to the roof of one of the shacks, I reached for binoculars and the body jerked.

"G-get a-away!!" The frightened man screamed at me and tried to move but to no avail. I reached for the binoculars but he jerked them away again. Anger boiled in my veins and I got the machete, driving it into his skull, crimson flew everywhere. I grabbed the binoculars shakily and looked through them.

I saw a dark building that was on the way to the next outpost, the sun looming over it and casting a shadow. I'll go there! I thought to myself and hopped down. The worn out dust path went wide and then narrow, the trees providing miniscule shade. If this wasn't a life or death situation this would be the ideal place to go, but in reality it was do or die. Survive and win, the rest is bullshit.

The night sky loomed above me and the stars twinkled like my curiosity did. I stared at the building, part of the top right corner was crumbling away, the windows were boarded up and the golden door was melting into the ground. The sound of jeeps rung an alarm in me that said run into the building!! On instinct I did, sticking onto the shadows like snake eater, except this was real and I could actually die.

"Check in the building harmanos! The Chica couldn't have gone far!" Vaas' voice boomed and footsteps filled the buildings.

This was happening and I was having doubts.