Get up stupid, we got work to do
"What are you talking about? Who's talking? And how did I get home?"
So many questions, so little time. Don't you know anything? Because I swear to you, you were a lot smarter before.
"Before? Before what? Who are you"
You DUMBASS, Don't you get it? I'm YOU, for fucks sake I even told you this. Can you not get it through your thick ass skull? I am the part of you that was locked away. The anger, the rage, the part of yourself that you never showed. Well technically it wasn't you who locked me away, it was your family.
"W-what are you talking about? H-how? You're in my head how could they lock you away if you're in my head?"
Oh, they didn't just lock me away, they locked us both.
*A stunned silence from Devin*
Oh...OH THIS IS JUST FUCKING BRILLIANT! YOU CANT REMEMBER WHAT THEY DID TO YOU! That, that is just. Great!
"My family would never do that."
But that's the thing, they would, and they did.
"But why? Why would they do that? There's no reason..."
They did have a reason, you were a drug addict and a murderer. You scared them to death. And we loved it.
"I am not...t-there is no way that I-I am a murderer... A drug addict?"
Yeah, we used to do all kinds of shit back then. But they locked us away, and now here we are, murderers once more.
"What do you mean? "Murderers once more"?"
Oh. My. God. You stupid piece of flesh. YOU ARE A MURDERER, WE ARE A KILLER. YOU HAVE KILLED MANY TIMES BEFORE, WE HAVE KILLED MANY TIMES BEFORE.
"Holy fuck, I'm going nuts. That's it, I'm just going insane."
Believe what you want fuck face, you're going to have to face it eventually.
"WHAT!? WHAT AM I GOING TO HAVE TO FACE!? THAT I'M A MURDERER, WELL I'M NOT. YOU HEAR ME YOU PIECE OF SHIT. DO YOU FUCKING HEAR ME!?
Eventually you're gonna have deal with that fact that it was you. Not Drake James, but you. He was just a cover up for you.
"What does the murderer of my family have to do with this?" And what do you mean a cover for me?"
It wasn't him, well it was him but you told him to do it. To kill your parents, your sister. It was aaaaall you.
"Why would I want my family dead? Explain that to me since you apparently know my past better than I do."
Christ all fucking mighty, do you want me to fucking spoon feed you next? Fucking acting like I'm Sherlock Holmes here. You were mad that they isolated you from the world, that they stripped you away from your life, you were furious. Initially we were going to kill them before the feds took us. We were gonna slit their throats in the middle of the night and hang them from the top of the house with their guys hanging out, it was going to be beautiful.
"You're sick."
Oh no sweetheart, WE'RE sick. Anyways, they got to us early and the family lived. You had so much hatred for them, I could practically feel the anger pouring out of your skin. We planned to get them. But they sedated us, tested us, drugged us...and it wasn't the good kind either. They eventually found an anomaly in your brain, it was me. They drugged your mind to the point where you forgot everything about the past, they brainwashed you. They thought they got rid of me too, but that obviously didn't work.
"That's bullshit. You're fucking crazy"
Says the one talking to a voice in their head.
*silence fills the room*
That's what I thought. Anywhore, what they failed to realize is that the thirst for murder will always be there. For scientists they really are really fucking dumb. But c'mon, it's times to shpw you what you're capable of.
"Where are you taking me?
To the scene of the crime, where you dumped Drake James' body.
