Laughter filling up the halls. Screaming tearing apart the soul. Blood dripping from clawed hands.
He watch from afar as goku tore yet another unsuspecting villain apart. They will never understand, no mater how hard they fought it was to no avail, they were doomed either way.
Smiling he lit a cigarette, it didn't matter anyway, soon he too will be dead. Not that he cared mind you; it just seemed too surreal to be happening.
Goku, he thought, I'm sorry.
Putting out the cigarette, he looked up at the ceiling.
Sanity, screw that, he'd take gokus' insanity any day.