Friday, November 26, 2004
Prologue
Anger, hot and seething flooded my veins. My gnarled fists curled up tight, knuckles white. Eyes blazing, staring straight ahead.
Why? I don't need this shit in my life. Artery suddenly exposed. I could see his artery. A crazy thought suddenly over took me, pierced through the haze of anger.
Now, how about that? I shuddered as i thought of what i would do to him.
Yes. No doubt about it there. I clasped my hand around the handle of the hunting knife that was strapped to my belt. Readied myself, as I felt the anger rise again, my muscles tense. All a manifestation of the inner angst... and I would put it to good use. Unsheath. Walk. Thrust. Ahhhhh. It was a good thing I kept the blade finely honed. The incision was a clean one. He did not even have time to react. He droppped like a load of bricks on the dirty floor. Raising the knife, i saw the fear in his eyes, wide and pathetic. God, how I loved the fear there.
Now you know don't you? bastard. Light glinted of the blade which was not smeared in red blood.
I've got you now.
Posted by melvin at 8:39 AM