Not a Hero, but a Monster

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Took a bath one night, when I heard my neighbor screaming for help across the street.
I rushed outside. Naked.

It was cold outside and my neighbor was laying on the road, barely breathing. I look around, but no one else was there, just me and my neighbor. My neighbor's eyes were removed.

"Help..." my neighbor pleaded. I could hear the terror in his voice.
My neighbor was trembling in fear. He knew I was in front of him, so he crawled towards me.

"Please...h-help me," he begged.

"I'm here for you." I said.

Then, he cried.

"Oh, please..." he said.

I wiped the blood in his face as I kneeled down.
My neighbor screamed, louder than before. He screamed like a banshee.

He frantically screamed as I whispered,

"How the hell did you escape? I'm not done with you yet."

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