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Chapter 9

Midnight Snacks

Tøny: "and I bashed his head in with the bat. Y'know, when you end a life, it might just seem like killing an ant on a bigger scale. But if you zoom in, every human has an entire world in their mind. Well... most of them do anyway. So in a way, every time we kill, we're ending a whole world. The immense power to do such a thing, it feels godly."

Angela: "Cool! Sounds like you guys had a hell of night."

Tøny: "Wait 'till I tell ya 'bout what we did in the park!"

Danny: "Can we not? I'm feeling dizzy enough already."

Tøny: "Man what the hell's been up whitchu lately? Why've you been acting so strange?"

Danny: "I don't know. It's just that... ever since we hit that casino in Georgia. I've just been feeling terrible. Like my stomach isn't up to this shit anymore."

Tøny: "You're lying. Getting sick is something that happens at the beginning of murder, not after six years of having done it. I mean, I started by slaughtering eleven people at once. So I got used to the smell pretty quickly. But you've had your sick days back when you joined us. You can't just suddenly not be used to it again. You're already used to it."

Danny: "Well I've just been thinking and... I thought... why are we doing this? What for? All these people, all these deaths. I'm just not so up to it anymore. Maybe I've lost my enthusiasm. It just doesn't feel as good as it used to."

Tøny: "You're not growing soft on us, are you? Y'know what happened to Jack, don't you?"

Danny: "Yes yes. You've always told me about him, ever since I joined. About how he was a part of the crew, years before I joined and how he started feeling guilty, hesitant to kill people, and you had to chop him up, then you had this great idea to cook him and eat him, Matt thought it'd be funny to eat his parts out of a box because of his name, and later on you all agreed to do the same to whoever betrays the crew, because of integrity and other blah blah blah. I've heard it a thousand times before."

Matt chuckled.

Matt: "Pfffft, Jack in the box. PFFFFFFFT Jack in the box! Heheheheheee! Jack in the booox! It's still so funny!"

He held his stomach as he cried from laughter.

Gerald: "It ain't that funny."

Matt punched Gerald in the face as he kept on laughing.

Gerald: "Ow! Show some fucking respect!"

Matt: "JACK IN THE BOX! HAHAHAHAHAAA... box."

Danny looked disgusted.

Tøny: "I knew it! You are feeling guilt! Code red guys! CODE RED!"

Danny: "Woah woah woah! C-c-c-calm down guys. I'm just feeling a 'lil sick, that's all."

Matt finally stopped laughing and started slowly walking towards Danny along with Tøny, Gerald and Angela, all surrounding him into a corner, slowly closing in on him.

Danny: "Guys for how long have we been running together now? You're creepin' me out, STOP! Jesus we crashed a fucking plane together for fuck's sake! Can't ya trust me?"

Tøny: "I can feel the fear in his eyes."

Matt: "His voice is trembling."

Gerald: "His hands are shaking."

Danny: "It just FUCKING doesn't feel fun anymore! I'm NOT feeling guilty, I'm just bored!"

Angela: "We can't risk letting you go. You might tell on us someday."

Tøny: "And we certainly can't let you hang around and do nothing while we do all the work."

Matt: "If you're not up to killing anymore, then there's only one way outta this."

Matt grabbed Danny by his neck.

Danny: "Guys... please..."

Matt: "You're dead meat."