PiT 016: The Nightmare's Sublimation
Dark, Dark, Normal, Normal, Dark, Hero
Shadow sat quietly on a stump, looking at his reddened gloves. A small fire burned quietly beside him, reflecting its light on the still pond in front of the onyx hedgehog. Trees huddled close together around the hedgehog, as if trying to tell him he had done nothing wrong, while the stars and moon above shined coldly down from their perches in the sky, like an impassive jury ready to deem him guilty.
Shadow had not meant to hurt the man at all, much less kill him, but the blind fury that had taken over after he could take no more of the insults could not be stopped by a simple slap. He had snapped the man's insulting neck swiftly, then let the body fall with a thud. But he had not stopped there. He then crushed the man's skull under his shoe, making the flames that usually helped propel him along burn the man's body. He then had knelt down, picked up the crispy body by the bloody head, and used Chaos Control to hide the body deep in a mountain cave. Afterwards, he had warped to the lake.
The midnight colored hedgehog looked up as twigs cracked in the trees around him. Although he was sure that no one had found the body, there might have been witnesses, and there weren't many hedgehogs like Shadow around.
"Chaos Control," Shadow said with a small hint of remorse in his voice. He was sorry now that he had killed the man, both for the man's sake, and his own. As the hedgehog warped away, a small, non-anthropomorphic rabbit hopped toward the lake for a drink.
Are you paranoid when you hear voices in your head, or when you think your shadow will betray you?