The Anonymous (Part two of the Coma Series)

Chapter 3: The Unpleasant

I began to walk fumbling around with words, muttering out curses centuries old. The double doors were soon in view, it seemed a much more pleasant view than the corpse of the bloody, rotting flesh of the maimed victim. The noises filled my head, the screaming, the pain, the same feeling I had when I had fallen off my bike. The past, That didn't matter anymore, this is now, this is now. The screaming continued, I screamed "Shut the hell up! Darnit!" I ran to him, limping as I carried the previous murder weapon I hand. I came up to him, "You like that, don't you! You like the pain the feeling you know the one!" I lectured some more, "IT is as if you are drowning, you can swim, but you don't want to, you want to die, for if you survive it is torture!" I have felt this was for a very long time! Now I'm ending your suffering unlike what you did to me!" I picked up the shard as jagged as the twisted peaks of the Himalayas. Send me a postcard form the other-side, I'm sure your friends will appreciate when they're there to see you delivering it to them personally." I kneeled down to his level, seeing the oozing blood and gore form the wounds, "Goodbye!" I relentlessly stabbed him in the eye. It felt good...almost as if I was born to do this. I snickered at the silence, "That's better!" I walked toward the doors, "Ladies and Gentleman presenting Kai 2.0", I kicked open the door and saw a whole massacre of frightened, innocent people. "Get ready for the unpleasant people, because it's comin' for ya" I laughed hysterically, like one Psychiatric patient.