He rocked softly.
His deep voice filled the room as he sang.
He looked at the walls.
White walls.
White lifeless walls.
Dead walls.
Dead people.
People he had killed.
Murdered people.
Killer!
Murderer!
He grinned at the words.
He was proud of it.
"Ashes, ashes, we all fall down".
Ashes.
Fire made ashes.
People became ashes after death.
Death takes people.
Kidnappers take people.
Kidnappers snap.
When they snap, they kill.
They become killers.
Killers are murderer are bad people.
All people are bad people.
Bad people deserve to die.
Kill the bad people, you become a bad person.
His breath was coming out quickly.
To ease the air he laughed.
An almost crazy sound.
"So loud" he cooed.
"You're so loud today"
His voice was higher than usual.
He rocked harder as he sat cross legged on the floor.
Loud.
Loud screams.
Screams of pain.
Screams of terror.
Screams of sorrow.
So much sadness.
So much guilt.
Guilt.
What is guilt.
What is the point of it.
Guilt is useless.
He flinched and rocked faster.
"Shut up!"
"Shut up!" he could hear him.
You can't hide from me!
I am you.
I'm right here inside your head.
Right here.
Right here.
Right here.
"Shut up" he screamed his rocking coming to a halt
You know you want it.
Kill someone!
Kill boy kill!
He closed his eyes tightly.
It was like the man was in the room with him.
You HAVE to kill!
You HAVE to be like ME!
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