Someone is following me. I only catch glimpses of a man in the shadows behind me whenever I steal a glance, but I know that something is wrong... In the tradition of UK drabbles, this is a story that is exactly 100 words.

A 22 year old psychopath draws us into a world of chaos, cynicism and callous murder. When you believe that your actions are insignificant in regards to the universe, there's nothing stopping you from taking whatever you want. The line between genius and insane is very thin, but only you can judge which side this narcissistic narrator speaks from.