Piece

Hunt

None of the witnesses have come forward, or no, rather the victims, do they really not care at all? Are they all feeling the same? "World is better off without the evil people in it" I wonder, pondering to myself the answers I seek to find but don't know how. Or yet .. getting up from my bed, I heard the voice say.. "Come with me." Was it that child again? Who was he!? I have seen him somewhere .. oh well.

I get to my kitchen, realising the fridge is half empty. Taking my half cut bread, munching on it, as I walk outside. This day is about to get real. I hate when people hunt animals for a sport, not for the sake of food, saying it to myself.. "Now I know who my next target is."

I walk outside again, to reach my usual daily meal place. While there, cashier greets me with her usual smile, and says, "Oh god have you heard of those murders again?" "So awful, it's horrendous." "Whoever is doing it is truly insane." "All those killings, how can someone do that!" Then the girl next to her says, "It's truly gone insane out there.." "The amount of people that have been killed is unheard of!"

I respond to them.. "Yeah I know, world has been mad for awhile, but now it's past that, now it's fucking insane."

They both look at me agreeing, and smiling as they take my order. I take my daily meal with me and eat it outside, I don't want to waste or spend my time there as of right now.

Taking my leave, and heading outside. Finishing my meal.

After that, I'm heading to forest. Shortly after reaching it..

I walk across the forest, or the woods. There is no one yet nearby. I do know some hunt animals here..

The sky is dark gray .. birds are not there at all. I see the woods, empty, filled with reeked gray area. I think I see someone..

There is a hunter nearby, who is saying to himself as he is putting his bullets in his shotgun.

"Man.." "I love hunting some animals .. hitting them with my a50 pounder, does feel so good." "And watching them die as I take their lives feels so .. good." "Hurting them, as they wriggle in pain, leave their pain staking sounds as they die before me." "We are above you guys, nature runs it's course."

He then slings his knife to his boot, and says, "I can't wait to get my next prey." "Heh.."

I look at him not far from here, my head spins.. I want to murder him. I want him to die, this guy be it a family man, or charity worker, god believer? Will die today.

I walk towards him and attack him, he has his shotgun out. And sees me.. "Hey!" He yells, we get in the small scuffle, he tries to fight me off. I stab him with my knife to his shoulder, he cries out, "Uuuugh!" "Motherfucke..!" I hit him in the face and stab him in the stomach, and back. He drops down. And I cut his throat.

After that as he bleeds to death, holding to his neck. His white beard and hat, he is an old man. I'm taking his shotgun on to my hands .. and say to him at his dying breath, "Try hunt them now you bitch." I shoot his head off with his own shotgun, blood splatters around the wooden sticks, and his head blown clean or should I say, all the way off.

I throw the shotgun to the ground, and walk away..

Hunters .. are now being hunted. I grin.. that is the real meaning of true nature, you stupid worthless bitch .. bastard. Fucking piece of shit.

I walk off now, no one is nearby .. no one heard his screams and cries, or the gunshot to his head from his shotgun, a50 pounder huh? Naming his gun .. fuck off.

Reaching to my apartment as I leave the woods, there, at midway of leaving, I see deers running with elks..? Or is that just one elk? Dark fur? I look at them and they run off after looking after me.

I said I'm not the main character, but right now, I feel like one. Is someone watching me? I thought I was alone here .. in this worthless ass world.

Clearing the path, wiping the blood off the knife, I put it back to the table. And lay back to my bed, and sleep off.

Closing my eyes.. I have to stop, this is going on, everyday. I'm gonna lose my fucking mind.

If a wolf hunts another wolf are they predators? No. They are enemies. But that man was not a wolf, he was a fucking coward. Filthy bastard, who deserved to die for a long time. And now, he is dead. Evil trash bag has died. And I took his useless life.

I fucking hate these people, how much more will I kill? How many will have to die? Is evil sinking slow now? Has it become afraid? The time is ticking. And my life is leaving.

Let's see what will come next, end to us all. I prevail till I die. I will not let the evil breath anymore.