Crazy Is The Normal

New Friends

I got out of bed, brushed my teeth and headed out for the day. There weren't many people out today, probably because of the murders that have been happening. Some very gruesome and some really bizarre, for instance a woman was found dead in her apartment.

It seemed that she died of old age considering that the lady appeared to be in her 80s. Although the most bizarre thing was that she shouldn't have be that old. On her driver's license and when they identified her, she was supposedly in her mid 20s. No one, not even the police could figure out how that was even fucking possible.

So it had people in a panic. Not me though, who cares if some poor saps or unlucky women ended up having a early date with death. Death is natural in this world, you shouldn't fear it but welcome it. Shouldn't be scared of something that's inevitable, especially when that something is death.

I ended up getting a text from Cody asking if I wanted to hang at the club later today but I told him I had other plans. I lit a cigarette and continued to head towards the insane asylum. In a few days it'll be time for me to collect again. I hope they have my money because if not, well, we'll cross that bridge when we get their.

I walked up the stairs to the building, signed in, after being let through the first door I headed to where Skitzos wing was. I hit the button and the guy patted me down to make sure I didn't have anything. I headed to Skitzos padded cell, this time I wasn't nervous or anything. I felt more calm.

"Hey! Victor! Someones here to see you" said the guard. As he walked away, I stepped up to the window to talk to him. When I looked in, I couldn't see him anywhere, then all of a sudden he jumped out from beside the door yelling boo and started laughing. "Ha I got you! I got you good!" He said laughing.

"Well it looks like someone's happy" I chuckled. "Of course I am happy, my friend came to see me, when I've been so lonely" "well I'm glad to be here, so Skitzo, may I ask a question?" "Sure, what's up?" "What's it like to kill without feeling anything?" He chuckled, then started laughing.

"It's pretty simple honestly, I don't know them, death awaits us all, I'm just pushing it a little faster" he said with coldness in his voice. I smiled "well, you are the expert in this kind of stuff" "so how's the outside world?" Skitzo replied. "Well, things have been weird but other then that, not much has changed, it's the same old bullshit"

"Oh it would be nice to get out but ya know, I'm being put to death" I took a minute to comprehend what he said. Yes it's true but what if he could get out. What's wrong with a little anarchy. "If you got out, what would you do?" I asked Skitzo. He started laughing again "I'd start killing, why would I stop? The rush of seeing the life leave the eyes of someone you killed, is satisfying"

"Besides, if I got out I'd make sure to kill everyone here on the way out" he continued. I looked at my watch, it was almost time for me to go. "Hey Skitzo, I'm going to have to head out but I'll stop by again soon" "alright, I'll see you next time, remember don't take shit from no one."

I headed out of the asylum, as I got to the bottom of the stairs I lit a cigarette. I bet if he was to escape, him and I could really do some crazy shit. I started heading home all the while thinking about my conversation with Skitzo. I got home and started relaxing. I turned on the TV and texted a few people that I'll be coming to collect soon.

I ended up also texting Cody to let him know that I am free to go to the strip club, whenever him and Daniel had time. I sat there, watching TV but not really paying attention to what was going on. I just had to much on my mind. I was thinking about what Skitzo told me, thinking about collecting soon knowing at least 2 of them won't have my money.

It's time I start taking action and showing no mercy. No more nice guy, no more freebies. I turned off the TV, lit another cigarette and went to my desk. Man I really need to cut back on these cigarettes or they'll be the death of me. I sat at my desk, grabbed some paper and started drawing out a map, followed by writing. I'm going to do it, like really do it. I'm going to get Skitzo back out on the streets.