Chapter Two :: "Attack".

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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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