Piece

Time Out

I saw the child again .. he was leaning towards me. We watched the dark road's collide together as it swallowed us whole. The time space was broken my thoughts breaked away. As I woke up, from that ever lasting and loving dream.

I open my eyes and look at the ceiling again, now I have a rushing sensation, I want to kill more. So much more, I can feel the evil lingering, in the night. And now I'm coming for you bastards..

Launching up again, I take my leave from my bed, not sure have they found the people I killed yesterday. It doesn't matter I must go now.

I eat my leftovers, I have laying on the fridge. And head outside, wearing my usual clothing. I don't see anyone nearby is this the reckoning?

I cross the streets, See no one nearby .. cars rode by me again. Nothing else, then I come across the nearby pub. Spotting with my eye.. 2 people, a woman and a man, they are talking about their 3 children .. how they abuse them daily basis, worried it might kill them. A man laughs saying, "I love beating them." "You just worry too much love," she laughs too saying, .. "Yeah I know we should show them just how much we love them!" "Like old rome style!" "Hahahahahaha..!" They laugh outside, clearly drunk. Man smokes..

At that moment I attack them, having my knife on my side socket, I attack her .. hitting her face in. The man sees me barely yelling, "Wow! What's that!? The woman falls to the ground, I hit her pretty hard. Then I beat her to death, punching her face. Then I hit the man in the face too as hard as I can he falls down the ground hard. After that I'm hitting her face and head in, over 74 times .. after beating her to death, I say to her as I look at her bleeding on the ground, "Try to abuse them now you bastard." I cut her throat with my knife, blood spills everywhere .. she is choking on her blood. Her rich bag, and clothing filled with her own blood. After that as she dies, I attack the man kicking him down, hard as he tries to get up. But he cannot, putting him down by my hard rock kick, I stab his eye out, and say to him, "Die pig." After that I stomp him in his face and head, killing him. 62 times .. his face and head is split open, bursting with blood, there is nothing else left of him as he dies.

I take my leave, the pub is going wild inside, like stupid animals. I look at them briefly as I take my leave. Not looking back, they are dead to me. I'm sure their 3 children had this coming, it's better to kill your parents than live knowing they don't love you.

Walking away, I swipe my knife clean with cloth. And put it back to my pocket, I'm gone again no one sees me ever there again.

Reaching my apartment, I open my doorway, and go inside. Put my knife down and get rid of the extra bloody cloth's. By burning them to crisp, and scattering them to the trash.

I go back to my bed and fall a sleep.