Piece

Shot Up

I did not see any of the weird dreams again .. it was just me walking alone across a globe, which was away from all of light. And only I alone, walking through it, and then I heard a scream, and as I turned my head towards it, to my right side, I saw nothing, whatte hell was that? I woke up from the nightmare.

And now I am awake again, and I open my eyes again and look at my ceiling again, as I think back on these mad days, that I have lived through .. up until now, but despite all of that, nothing has changed.

And it looks like they have not yet found those fuckers, yet. Haha, good riddance.

Or then those other fucking guys, I killed that foolish mother, and that stupid dad. Haha, feels weird, and then those school girls .. does anyone go there at all?

After waking up again, I reach to my midroom again, and I put my clothes on again, I must get a gun. And I know exactly where to "get" one.

Shortly after putting my clothes on, I go to eat my meal, and I take my casual bread, and some slices of vegan meat, and a small yougurt, and a piece of a fruit, and after eating all of that. I snack on some avocado, with some random smoothie that I make, none of this fucking matters to me, but my body and brain thinks that it does, I wish I could just turn my entire body off, for good, all that it ever gives me is suffering, just like everything else in this worthless ass planet, after finishing my avocado, and my smoothie, I wash my glass a little in my sink with tap water, and I put my half washed glass into my washing machine, and after that, I leave my apartment again.

Once I get outside again, and walk around for a bit, I see that the news have flashed now everywhere across the streets, there are multiple people gathered around for the latest magazines, near cafe shops, and meal spots, and restaraunts, and clubs.

I look at the piece of the new news magazine sitting on a shelf on a tiny shop, and the head story reads: (Four teenagers killed, and a one man, horrible scenery, is this city gone mad, killers on the loose!?)

I smirk, as I say to myself, .. "Like anyone could kill like I do, it's a natural, and an unnatural talent. You asshole."

Then I see more of the articles, and I am a bit shocked of just how sudden it all just is.

One article next to it says..

(Two men found dead nearby of each other, and they were found horribly beaten to death again.) (A car thief was found not far from them,) next there is a another news article, and it says: (Two guys killed, and smashed to bits, near "my" apartment.) And then it just goes on and on, looks like they have found everyone.

As I am reading it all I say in my mind, .. All here?

Next article says..

(Woman found killed and beaten to death, and a man was found near a bar, both were horrifically murdered.) (Is this a work of the same killer?)

I smirk again .. as I say nothing.

They did not find the five girls yet .. that's just fine. Not that you would even want to.

My smirk is now faded away..

As I grab the newspaper, and successfully steal it, I turn at my left side, and I notice a guy sitting down on a chair of a bus stop, I realize that he is waiting for a bus, and I walk towards him, and then I reach him, and then I say to him, "Wow .. check this out? Pretty crazy huh?" I give my newspaper to him for free as I drop it down onto his knees, it's ironic as hell because I literally stole it, and he notices it and then he responses to me and says, "Oh man!" And I start walking away from him forward, and he says, Thank you s..!?" But I have already walked away.