Piece

Shot Up

I did not see any of the weird dreams .. just me walking across the globe, which was away from all light. Only I alone walking through, I heard a scream turning my head towards it and saw nothing, whatte hell was that? I woke up from the nightmare.

Now awake I open my eyes look at the ceiling, thinking back of these mad days that I have lived through .. but nothing has changed.

Looks like they have not yet found those fuckers, yet. Haha good riddance.

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

I reach the midroom put my clothes on, I must get a gun. And I know exactly where to "get" one.

I walk outside like before after finishing my meal, bread and slices of vegan meat. Small yoghurt, and piece of fruit. I'm ok and ready to go, snack on some avocado with some smoothie, I put the glass to washing machine half-washed. And leave my apartment again.

The news have flashed now everywhere across the streets, multiple people gather around the magazines, near cafe shop, and meal spot. Restaurant and clubs..

(4 teenagers killed and one man, horrible scenery, is this city gone mad, killers on the loose!?)

I smirk, saying to myself.. "Like anyone could kill like I do it's a natural, and unnatural talent." "Asshole."

Then I see more articles, a bit shocked how sudden it just is.

One article's next to it says..

(2 men found dead nearby each other, horribly beaten to death again.) (A car thief found not far from them,) next there is another news article says (2 guys killed smashed to bits, near "my" apartment.) And then it just goes on and on, looks like they found everyone.

I say in my mind.. "All here?"

Next it says..

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

I smirk again .. saying nothing.

They did not find the 5 girls yet .. that's just fine. Not that you'd even want to.

My smirk now faded away..

Grabbing the newspaper I walk to one guy who is waiting a bus, and tell him, "Wow .. check this out?" "Pretty crazy huh?" I give the newspaper to him for free, "I stole it" and walk off after he says, "Oh man!" "Thank you s..!?" I have walked away.

Next I see a female getting mugged nearby, the mugger yells at her, "Give me your purse!" While flaying a knife, I stop still smiling funny, until the mugger grabs her purse bag, having his knife out and runs off.

I follow him running after him and stab him in the neck, I grab him and put him down.. smash his head into the dark green trash disboser box, and cut his throat.

Then I leave the purse next to him where it landed, and walk off.

The woman has not come retrieve it, but walks to see where did the mugger go, as it left to his left and my right, which I ran to ambush him as she was down.

I hear a shocking yell "Oh!" I believe it's the woman, she says, "Thank you" loudly, and then realizing the mugger is dead, "Oh my god!" Walking away from them nearby I clean my knife with my cloth and walk off.

Fucking thief again, damn low life .. criminal.

Big difference on stealing from company, or rich person than it is stealing from just random normal individual, fucking fucker .. damn you to ground.

I take my leave and walk off, getting myself a gun I came here for. I had just killed another guy evil piece of shit, just like those fucking evil bullies and that pathetic fat ugly bastard. But now I'm here as I just killed a man. What is life if not for living? Well dying.

I reach a shooting side, where people shoot their guns, I see a handgun a glock, a man who shoots it is distracted. I walk to his target side, and grab it just like that.

And walk off, turning away from him reaching the trees. He does not see me, after possible 3 minutes. He returns, I hear gun fire others are shooting targets. He yells, "Uh!?" "What!" "Where is my gun!" "SHIT!"

I grin hard saying, thanks for the gun.

It was so easy to do, all I needed is right time. Fast movement and grab it like you would take a new pair of paper from the counter, slick and fast. Just like that.

I don't draw much when I was a child my drawing were of me and my friends and family. Those times are gone.

Reaching on my right, I see birds flying across the sky. Not far from me there is a guy who throws trash to the ground. I turn at him, towards him as he is facing me and shoot him. Clean in the head, I pull the trigger. Blood splatter and flows everywhere from his head, he is dead.

I walk away fast putting the gun back to my pocket, on the inside. And walk off. Someone stops their car, and a woman screams, man yells, "Oh my fucking god!" "Hey!" "Someone has been shot!"

Walking away from them I look behind me, and walk towards.

No one sees me and I get out of there unalarmed, no one has ever shot someone close to middle of the city and never got away like a ghost.

Well I just did, what a fucking bitch. Trashing the public town square we call Earth, with his meddling. Damn bastard, enjoy your end.

I walk away from the public checking my phone, 2 pm. I walk near the block, through neighbourhood, making as much as distance as possible. I reach the rich neighbourhood, and see a man shooting birds with his pistol, it looks like a silencer? Must be some sort of hunting gun? I turn towards him to his yard, where he shoots the birds, and pull the trigger again. Shooting him in the head, clean. Sideways his brains out, he falls to the ground and so does his pistol. He tried shooting the birds again, but before he could. He died.

One less of a stupid motherfucker, on Earth. Hah, all the better. I jump off, walk through the neighbourhood, I hear a woman scream.. "OMG JOHNNY!" "And I increase my walking speed."

Taking right turn then left.. I get to the bus station, sitting to the chair of it. And wait my ride home.

I look around no one else is coming to the bus, I reach inside the bus driver smiles. And go inside and take my seat, the difference between a killer and a murderer is that a killer knows what they are doing a murderer does not, they murder when there is a reason, killers only kill if you are given a reason. Big difference, also I have done now both. And got away scott free, am I smiling or am I dying?

I put my hand to my side window, wondering when do I get to see my last target when will I find what I'm looking for? One day, I must. One day.