Welcome To Earth.

Chapter 2: A Miracle or Megalomaniac?

They're watching and listening. They're always there, even when you think they aren't. Cameras and recorders hidden in every ones homes. Trackers in all the shots you get. People always have guns pointed on you. One bad move and you're dead.

I've been keeping my eyes on the government ever since Lucas Enbridge took in control. I warned people about the evil that man would cause. No one believed me. Not even my family. Except, there is something eerie about my daughter. Maybe it's the paranoia, maybe it's my intellect.

I sat curled up in my leather chair, wrapped in a knitted blanket. I gnawed at my fingernails until they were almost bleeding. I rocked back and forth, staring straight ahead, gripping my Bible.

I never read it, at all, but it comforted me to just hold it.

My office door creaked as someone opened it.

"Dad? Are you in here?", I stopped moving as soon as I heard my daughters voice. "Dad, I'm worried. You've been cooped up in here for weeks. Please come out just to eat."

"Why? So they can observe me? So they can spy on me? So you could spy on me? I don't think so."

"What are you talking about?" My daughter sat on a chair near me.

"You know bloody well what I'm talking about." I stood up and locked the office door. "I'm not taking risks with you."

"Dad. You're scaring me." I saw my daughter lean back in her chair, her pupils shrank with fear.

"I know what you're up to. I'm not letting you fool me anymore." I pulled a small gun from my desk drawer and hid it behind my back. "Close your eyes and this is be easier on the both of us."

"I don't get what you mean dad. What am I doing? What are you doing?! Dad please, you're scaring m-" She stopped talking right when I aimed the gun at her.

"I'm sorry honey. I know your plans and tricks. They aren't going to fool me. I love you."

And I pulled the trigger. Everything seemed slow motion when the bullet danced through the air, pinning itself through the head of my daughter. Blood dribbled through the entrance, but sprayed from the back.

That was that. My daughter, who betrayed us to the powerful government, is now dead. I feel a bit more at peace... except... When my wife finds out. Oh God. When my wife finds out. She'll call reinforcements and I'll be sentenced to death. I mean, I'm going to die one day, but I can't die until my goal has been completed. To kill the Supreme, Enbridge. I can't have her get in the way.

I walked briskly in circles in my office. I ran my fingers through my brown, slightly grey, hair. I tugged on it before realizing that the gunshot would have been heard by my family. I had no time to hide the body of my deceased, nineteen year old daughter, before my family came to check up on me.

The door opened, and I shot without comprehension. I didn't check where I aimed, before I shot. Only until after I realized that I shot my wife. Right in what appeared to be her stomach. She crippled over and was bleeding at an enormous rate. She used her last bit of strength to look up at me, with tears pouring down her face. I saw her eyes dart to our daughter, sprawled out in the chair.

"Murray..." She couldn't put out any other words before she fell face flat on the ground, clawing hopelessly at the wooden floor. Her nails began to bled, and her muscles tightened, then soon released and she too, was dead.

"Naomi. My sweet Naomi. I didn't want this!" Tears pierced at the rim of my eyes.

I knelt down and screamed. For how long? I don't know.