Shit! Shiiiit! No fucking way no fucking way!!
[To the left...they're to the left...now the right...BeHiNd YOU!!
He pointed the .45 to his left, right, spin, point, [you missed you fuck
SHUT UP!!! SHUUUUTUUUUUP!!!
[above you cumstain
He lifts his head, points, sees the swirling masses, but nothing...
Nothing to shoot!!
"Fuuuck! Fuck! AAAAAHH!!"
His eyes were strained masses of red jungle. They dominated the darkness of the apartment, shining with a maddening glare. His jawline contorted by insomnia and random twitches that whipped his neck a fair 45 degrees backward. Blond hair, once well groomed, clings to the flesh of his face and neck in thick sweaty clumps. He must have lost it. Lost it lost...lost? Lost what? Lost [lost your tampon you stinky-vagina havin' bitch
"...my mind."
[what the fuck do you know dropout?
"No, what the fuck do YOU KNOW!?"
He shouts into the darkness. An occasional light flickers through the window when a passing car happened to be going down E. 66 St. The red drapes made the shadows mix with splotches of dark red. Hell inside Apartment 278. It looks like hell should look.
"It's...it's...all in my..."
He finally slowed down and rested his arms at his side. His eyes still gleamed with the madness of those truly devoid of rational thought.
[don't do anything stupid you pussy
He knew what to do.
I know what to do.
"I know what to do."
[you're FUCKING kidding me!
I guess
[this is
the best choice
[we have ever
"Made."
BANG.