Feeling Free
A Freeway Fury 3 fanfiction
Some may call me a criminal. A vandal. Delinquent. The names don't affect me anymore. They haven't for a long time. It's what drives me, what makes me feel alive.
Sure, you can label me as a bad person, stealing cars, blowing things up, maybe killing a few people, but it's all for the greater good. Their minds cannot comprehend the reason I'm doing this. Now they've locked me up in a goddamn mental hospital.
"I'M NOT SUPPOSED TO BE HERE! DO YOU HEAR ME? I WAS GOING TO SAVE YOU! NOW YOU'VE DOOMED THE ENTIRE EARTH!"
"Yes, of course, Mr Wallace. It's almost time for the pills, so please try to calm down."
"LET ME OUT NOW!"
"I'm sorry, but we can't do that. Why don't you carry on playing with your toy cars? You like that game."
I turn away, defeated, and pick up my Hotwheels. I proceed to crash them into each other. I guess this is my life.