The Crimson BLOOD

Chapter Three

I looked at the plan with a cautious eye. The maniac even made a plan for where to put the paper- a hole under my bed he had made during my blackout. I hid the paper there. Tyson had been knocked out by the maniac I soon learned he obviously didn't know because he didn't fear me. The maniac had written it down on the plan on the bottom as P.S. I knocked out Tyson. "Hmmm there is a comical side to you isn't there ?" I thought in my head. He responded with a humerus laugh- not that murderous one from the dream.

Something had happened yesterday with the gang member. He already killed his cell mate and got the electric chair this morning. The maniac was screaming in my head shouting damn it repeatedly. I ran toward my cell to rip up the plan cause the maniac had said repeatedly "rip it up now or be locked up in a maximum state prison and You will never see the light. Now go!"

When I got the cell I saw Tyson holding up the papered plan. With a grin on his face he said "Now I've got you. Youre gonna be so locked up! HA! I got it I got it!"

In my head I told the maniac I want to kill him. "Go ahead," the maniac responded.

So I did.

The warden found me with bloody hands again, but this time it was me and the maniac as friends who are gonna be locked up.

"This was fun" me and the maniac said in unison as we converged into one mind.

The End.