Insanity

Chapter 4: Allies and Memories

July 26, 2016
I met up with my friends, Vien and Gab, to go to my house to discuss some things about the projects, although I already planned to kill them, since I already killed my family and there is no one in the house.

10:30 AM
Where are they? I told them to come at 10 AM but it's been 30 minutes and they still aren't here. Just as I finished saying those words, somebody called my attention.

Hey Carl, guess who?

Oh, you're finally here, Vien.

Where's Gab?

I don't know, you're the first one to arrive.

Then suddenly a voice in my back says, "Ready to die?" . I looked behind and saw Gab.

Oh, hello Gab.

Not suprised?

Of course not, I've been hearing those words for a while.

Oh, I thought you'll be suprised. Well, whatever, let's get to the point. Why did you call us?

To discuss about the projects.

What projects?

This one.

As I finished the sentence, I pulled my knife and slit Gab's throat. But, he was able to stop my knife with his own knife.

So you were planning to kill me, huh?

Yup.

Well then, maybe I should kill you first.

A voice shouted, "STOP!" , as we clashed with our knives. We stopped.

"Let's make a truce." , says Vien.

"Why?" , says Carl.

"We're both murderers, so how about we join forces and kill people?" , says Vien.

"Woah. Don't make that guy our ally, I feel he's going to betray us." , says Gab.

"I don't really care about the truce, so you can do whatever you want, but in one condition." , says Carl.

"What?" , says Vien.

"Don't get in my way." , says Carl.

"Ok." , says Vien.

"Hey, don't say I didn't warn you." , says Gab.

"Shut your mouth." , says Vien.

Now I have new allies. How great. I should try to find someone to kill. Oh, how lucky, I see some cute kids over there.

Hey kids. Wanna come in my house, I'm having a party.

The kids were scared as they walk inside my house. Well, they really should be scared, cause after this, they'll just become treats for the party.

12:00 PM
They're all dead. The large intestines was placed in the sticks to make it look like hotdogs, I placed eyeballs on top of the intestines to make it look like marshmallows. I made a chocolate fountain, but this time, it's not chocolate, but blood. I pictured the place and sent the picture to Psyd with a message saying, "You are invited to the opening ceremony of the Slaughter House, with human organs as treats.".

July 27, 2016
I arrived at school, I saw my classmates practicing for the Zumba contest. I didn't really get it, they're just moving their body parts without a particular order. Killing is better, it feels good, it has a particular order, and you get your food after killing. But that? You won't get what you want. I continued thinking as I entered the room and sat on my chair.

9:40 AM
I was planning who should I kill before somebody called my attention.

You ok, Carl?

I'm ok. Why do you ask?

You look dead.

I look what?

Dead.

What is this? What do I look like? I rushed to the CR to look at myself but what I saw was him. The blue-hooded fellow. With the bloody eyes and dark smile. But he wasn't smiling, he was crying.

What have you done?

Why is he asking me this question? I've done nothing. Just as I finished what I was saying, my head felt like it was split apart. I looked again at the mirror, and I saw myself. He was crying, just like the blue fellow, but he was laughing. He said this, "Do you remember? Back when we were kids, when you fell down the stairs, you hitted your head and you collapsed. This is where I was created. I am you, so don't pretend it's not you who killed them all." , as he disappeared and I saw myself again. What is this?
I never blamed anyone. I killed them all. Did I? Did I really do all that? Mom! Dad! Where are you? I need you! Please come back. Please......

I woke up......