-1Chapter One- A Visitor.
Knock Knock Knock.
Nny sat up from the couch where he had been lazily drawing some Happy Noodle Boy.
Who the fuck could that be? He thought to himself. No one ever visited him. He hoped it wasn't one of those salespeople, they gave him such an urge to kill and he doubted he could really resist today. He'd been doing so well, over 14 days without killing anyone, but the urge was strong today.
He cracked the door and much to his surprise, it wasn't a salesperson. Well, he doubted it was a salesperson. It was a young girl standing outside, not much older then Nny himself. Her hair was straight, pitch black with electric blue streaks through it. She was small and thin and much too pale to look healthy. The black clothes she wore accentuated her trimness and her pallor and made her almost ghost-like. "Hello?" Nny asked in a questioning voice.
"Hi" She answered, her voice high, and perfectly pitched. "Johnny, correct?" She asked, flashing her perfect white teeth at him.
"Yes." Nny wasn't sure whether or not he should have told her who he was, but the feeling of adrenaline rushing though his body cluttered his mind. He was frightened, and not fully sure what to do with the sensation.
"I need you to come with me, now." Her tone was still friendly, but it seemed more put-on now.
"Umm… okay I guess?" Nny said, utterly confused by the effect this girl was having on him.
"May I come in?" She asked stepping towards him. His immediate reaction was to recoil from her.
"I thought we were going somewhere?" Nny asked suspiciously.
"Oh- don't worry. We are." She pulled out a Glock 17 and pointed it straight at Nnys head. "After you."
"Aww, Fuc-"
Click. Boom. (Splat)
She smiled as she turned the gun on herself and pulled the trigger.