4am

Part 4

More dark stuff in this chapter y'all.

Virgil's POV

"Today, Doctor Taylor Smitt was found dead in his house. While it seems he drowned swimming, his daughter Sandra said otherwise. 'Dad has always hated swimming. He only had the pool because running water calmed his thoughts. My dad was murdered!' Friends of Taylors' can also agree that he hated being in water. So the big question that everyone is asking, was Taylor Smitt really murdered?" The shadow finished reading before glaring at me. "Did you not read his entire file? It clearly said that he hated swimming!"

I flinched away from the shadow. When he gets mad like this, bad things happen. "Tonight I'm changing your target, and then tomorrow we'll talk about your punishment." I hated this more than anything. "Who's the target then?"

*le time skip brought to you by temmie flakes*

"You've got to be fucking kidding me!" I groaned as I stared at a bar. The shadow had told me the location to go but not the actual target.
You know what this means. You know what he meant.
This is horrible! Just think, someone in there could make the cure for cancer! Someone in there could bring world peace!" Please Virgil, don't do this!
DONT LISTEN TO THE WEAKLING! HE IS MAKING YOU WEAK! GET THE JOB DONE, we both know that you're going to enjoy it.

I reached into my belt and put on a pair of goggles. They showed me twenty heat signatures. I slid down a drainage pipe into the back alley behind the bar. I then removed my mask and belt and hid them behind a trash can.

As I walked into the bar, I was immediately greeted by the familiar sent of alcohol. Then I set to work. My time on the streets had made me an excellent pit pocket. I stumbled around the room, pretending to be drunk but in reality I was taking people's phones and wallets to see if they had any people really close to them. And of course before they noticed their stuff was missing, it was back in it original place. Finally I walked up to the bar and engaged the bartender in a conversation. I learned that he had two young boys and a wife.

I stumbled out of the bar and headed to the alleyway. Once hidden in the shadows, I straightened up and removed my mask and belt from their hiding spot. I shimmied my way back up the pipe and then jumped onto the neighboring roof. My hand reached into my belt pocket and removed two small packages. I threw the first onto the roof of the bar and it exploded, making a small whole in the roof and then before anyone could react I threw the other package into the hole.

I reached home, covered in soot and bits of rubble. I walked into the bathroom and cleaned myself off. Then I grabbed my shiny friend.

20 cuts- for everyone in there
39 cuts- for all of their family members
1 cut- another day

I wrapped my arms, feeling slightly woozy from all the blood loss. I left the bathroom and collapsed on the couch. I would need to be awake soon, the shadow needed to punish me. I wondered how long I would get to sleep for so I glanced at the clock. 2 hours

It was 4am