Literal Darkness Short Story Collection Book 1: Blank State

10:15 P.M.

My blood is racing. My heart is pounding. I feel a sharp, intense pain in my side. I look around the room. What just happened? I look over at the window. The cop. He's dead. Did I kill him? I look down at my hands. I'm holding a knife. Its covered in blood. I stumble back, frantic, and drop the knife. Did he attack me? What just happened?

Suddenly I hear a loud noise. Sirens echo in the distance, and they're not too far away. I scramble, looking for something, anything to do, trying to find a way out of the situation. I run to the back door and run for the trees.

I run for what feels like an eternity. I'm exhausted, and the pain in my side has become too much to bear. I slump down next to a tree. The sirens have been trailing me, and now they're closer than ever. It's not long before I'm cornered by police.

They're shouting at me, pointing guns at me. Even though I'm injured and vulnerable, I can still smell that same metallic scent on them. In an instant, the pain in my side dissipates. I stand up effortlessly and give a little smile. I'm not in control anymore. There's something inside, and he wants to be let out. I laugh.

Bang.