Dreamer's Odyssey Vol. 1

Satisfaction

 Finally, real pleasure! Everyday I take the same train, to the same job, then go home and sleep in the same bed. And everyday the same man stands in front of me on the train. He had this scrape on the back of his neck. His skin was peeling off, it revealed the red and black contents underneath. The look of it made me feel anxious, like I needed to like my teeth. It's image haunted me, even at home, I wonder what could've caused it. It distracted me so much, I was starting to lose focus at work. I missed deadline after deadline. Obsessing over the scar. And after about a month, my boss started to take notice. And fired me. That same day while taking the train home, I saw the man again. I stared at him and his scar like I had before. But this time, it was different. I was bathed in adrenaline, like any moment I could jump out my skin and tackle him. But I didn't, not yet. Instead, I waited, till he got off the train, then I followed him. When he rounded the corner, I knew we were alone. I stared into the void in his neck. It wasn't taunting me anymore. I jumped on him and began beating him repeatedly. I started peeling the skin off his scab. I tore handfuls of red and black, and shoved them into my mouth. Blood leaked down my chin and all over my shirt. It felt so good to finally tear him open and sink my teeth into his juicy insides. My whole body tingled with adrenaline. The flavor exploded in my mouth! I needed to feel this again..... I need to feel this as much as possible.....