It was getting close to 8:30. Johnny had showered, dressed in some newer clothes, although not looking any different from the clothes he normally dons. He had been hanging out on the cliff for a little while now. Eager to be there when she arrived, although becoming extremely impatient.

The moon was full tonight, and it was a beautiful sight. Only some of the stars were visible, the rest unable to show due to the lights emitting from the city below.

He sat on top of his beat up car, just gazing off into the perpetual abyss called the sky. The wind slowly and gently shook the trees and gave a nice breeze to the warm night. He pondered about his past. All the people who ever teased him, all who begged for mercy when faced with death, some of those who really were just innocent people. Like Edgar. Although he felt a strange pang of guilt, he reveled in the obvious fact that they deserved it for treating him so cruelly for minding his own business.

The calm silence was interrupted when the noise of crunchy leaves were made. The silhouette of a familiar figure began to appear. Yes, it was that girl.

He motioned for her to join him on the car. She hesitated, then made a mad dash. In a swift and smooth moment, she jumped and landed next to him. At first he was surprised, then just brushed it off. It may be part of a list of strange super powers she has within.

"So uh.. I'm not one for small talk, but I'll attempt it. How are you this evening?" He uttered. She looked at him, then to the ground, and shook her hand in that 'so-so' manner, then nodded her head in his direction, as if to say 'what about you?'

"Me? Well, I'm adequate compared to how I've been feeling." She tilted her head in curiosity, leading him to continue.

"Well it's nothing really. I'm just starting to truly believe that 99.9% of the population is just riddled with wastes of flesh. Every time I go outside, I think that maybe there'd be someone out there that actually wants to connect with me, someone that doesn't want to insult and torture me for sheer entertainment. The fact that I'm of the same genus of these fools is punishment enough. Must I continue torturing myself trying to find someone that doesn't make me want to rip them into ribbony shreds?"

As soon as he realized his true colors were coming out, he attempted to save face and tried to repair by it with "Not that I actually would, even if I had the ability to."

She just shrugged, not phased by the minor mention of violence.

"I guess you're not much of a talker, huh?"

Her mouth twitched as if it pained her to hear that, then just looked off beyond the cliff. She pulled up her legs and wrapped her arms around them like she hadn't seem them in so long, and buried her jaw in her knees. Johnny decided to not pry. Instead, for hours on end, opened up to her about how he sees the world and the people who inhabit it. He also spoke of his favorite flavors of things, the kinds of shows he watches and the films he likes to see in the cinema. The girl just listened and smiled often in response. As he opened up more, he started to feel enjoyment in revealing his personality. Not so much that he liked her or anything, but the fact someone that wasn't a figment of his imagination was listening to the things he had to say.

It wasn't until the sun started to rise that he realized how long he had been talking.

"Wow, it's morning. Holy Jesus on a stick.. heh.. It's 7:23 am.. Didn't realize how long I was talking." He chuckled slightly, she smiled. "If you'd like, I can take you home. Surely your folks are worried about you." She shrugged and looked off into the horizon.

They got into his car, and she directed the way by merely pointing fingers. The drive wasn't far, but it was certainly would be a lengthy walk. He finally stopped in front of a modest house, looked to be about 2 bedroom, backyard, all the niceties. Before exiting, she waved her hand and smiled as she typically did and hopped out. She bowed her head as if she were a japanese student, and slowly walked toward the little home.

Johnny smiled a little, and began to drive away.

However, when he looked back from his rearview mirror, he noticed that she was no longer heading toward that house, but walked the opposite direction down the street.

Something ain't right here.