A Calling

"Everybody freeze! Come on, come on, put your hands up cuz it's a party!" Grasping my gun lazily, I watched with satisfaction as all the occupants of the bank took a mad, desperate dive for the floor.

"Did I say 'on the floor?!' STAND UP!" They all stood quickly, gasping and whimpering.

"Good, goooood!" I drew out my words in a teasing sing-song voice, cackling. From this point on, they were my puppets. And boy oh boy, was I gonna put on a SHOW!

I walked a large circle, making sure to stare down anyone I passed. In my head, I counted the seconds it took for them to break. Fragile, fragile creatures we are, us humans. But I need not worry, I was already broken! Dear old Dad, who I buried in my old back yard almost five years ago…under the swings I believe…well, he tore away my hope a looong time ago! I was SAFE! But these people? Their pathetically innocent minds weren't safe at all. As for their bodies? Well, I was gonna break them too. Maybe even crack a few smiles.

TBC