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I sat on a couch in the living room, watching a movie along with Link, Zelda, Roy, and Marth.
I wasn't paying attention. Ever since I resigned, I've felt useless, and pitiful. I know I sound like a loser, just sitting here, and moping about. People have told me to try to forget what happened, and they've all forgiven me.
But I just can't do that.
I can't forget those people.
And I can't forgive myself.
I blankly stared at the plasma screen TV. A month and a half ago. That's how long it's been since my last operation, where I operated on Rex.
I still couldn't quite get that day out of my head. It's a scar, one that's somewhere untouchable. It's engraved on my soul, much like an epitaph. It's what people will remember me for.
…I just realized. If I keep thinking about it, how am I supposed to forget? I can really be stupid, sometimes. Intellectuals tend to lack common sense. Ha ha…
I couldn't help it.
I was just sitting there, and then I started bawling like a baby. Everybody just stared at me as I stumbled out of the room, and went for the quiet comfort of my room.
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THUNK
…THUNK…
……THUNK…
………THUNK…
A pair of rotten eyes snapped open with a squelch, and looked down the road.
…………THUNK…
It kept walking. It was numb to everything around it.
it had one thought.
SPREAD
It was dark. There was a glowing orb in the sky.
It stared in wonderment, but soon, it lost interest, and kept walking.
……………THUNK…
It saw a person at the corner of the street, cowering.
Drool dripped from its mouth, as the eyes took in what it saw.
Prey.
SPREAD
It inhaled, with a death rattle, and then it exhaled a cloud of purple mist.
The mist slammed into the front of the person's body, and their pores bled as it absorbed into their skin.
The person was dead.
It continued to stump across the abandoned street, where it found a really big abandoned building.
SPREAD
It walked in, and disappeared from sight.
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That morning, a group of perplexed police stared at the bloody body lying on the curb.
One pulled out a bag from the back of his car, while the other examined it. The two police officers put the body in the bag, and took it back to headquarters, without touching it, of course. Later, the body was put in the morgue, to be autopsied at a later date.