I sat looking at the fire, as the photo of my mother slowly faded away. The tears in my eyes vanished, as all I was thinking of was revenge on David.
He will pay for killing my mother. He'll wish he never did it.
"Over here!" said a voice. "There's a campfire!"
"Oh shit." I whispered. I tried to put out the fire, and I hid in a small tunnel.
It was the guards from the asylum. They caught me. I tried not to breathe loudly, so they wouldn't hear me.
"Check that tunnel. He's close." said a man, pointing at the tunnel I was hiding in.
Another man slowly approached the tunnel, holding a pistol. He was aiming it at my direction.
He got closer and closer. I waited for the right moment, and then I attacked.
I covered his mouth, took his gun, and suffocated him to death. That was the second person I killed that day. I didn't care.
I walked out of the tunnel, and the guards were gone. I aimed the gun at a tree, where I thought I saw one of the guards. All of a sudden, I was pushed down.
A guard swung his hammer at my face, but I quickly grabbed it with my hand. I kicked his stomach, and he fell over. The hammer was now mine.
I got up, and stuck the hammer in his forehead. He pleaded.
"Make it stop!" he cried. "Make the pain stop!"
I tried pulling the hammer out, but it was stuck. I tried again. It finally came out.
Skin flew everywhere, among the blood. Chunks of his brain were on the ground.
"One more left." I whispered. There was only one more guard left. I saw him standing in fear. He began to run.
"Hell no! You aren't getting away that easy!" I shouted at him.
I chased after him, picking up my speed. He slowly began to get breathless and tired, so I stuck the hammer in his neck.
"Please let me go." he cried, as the blood came oozing out of his neck. "I have a family. A little boy."
"I don't give a flying shit about your son. He can go rot in hell." I said slowly. "Goodbye."
I took the hammer out of his neck, causing him to scream in pain.
"Put me out of my misery." he pleaded.
I thought for a moment. It was a difficult choice. I was wondering if I should let him suffer, or else kill him. If I let him suffer, he could call the security.
"No." I slowly whispered in his hear.
I got up and walked away. He continued screaming. I went back and stuck the hammer in his jaw.
"You won't be screaming anymore."
I pulled and pulled. His jaw came out.
This is half of what I'll do to David.
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Revenge
Mystery / ThrillerA twenty year old man named Nick will do whatever it takes to get revenge on the man that killed his parents. This story is bloody, gruesome and intense. You have been warned.