He see, he sawn and saw and saw. Hatred filled his pulse. Shit filled his mind. Anger. Red. Red blood was everywhere. The dark side of his mind, corrupt... corrupt. "Haha", he heinously laughed. He let out a scream like a wolf crying for help. His pulse never leave his blood.
Shhhhhh...
"What?" he cried as he turned to face his mother.
His mother, he killed, impaled, eyes hollowed. What was left was but a grey curly haired head of a pitiful corpse with a schizophrenic son.
"Ha ha ha ha" the son laughed manically, except that wasn't his mum. It was just some old granny he helped across the street a few months ago. The same one who brought him biscuits - those sugar coated ones.
'He's crazy, he's crazy' one voice echoed after voice after voice.
The slice, the chop, the sound of water. He could not distinguish reality anymore or was it just a bad dream.
A symbolic figure... He cut the bones of the ribs, sharpened it and impaled it on the skull. "Poor granny" the other souls whispered. But he could not hear as he devil covered his ears. Another murderer gone a strayed, another madness walked the earth. An invisible chuckle.
The sun don't cry but it sled blood early on the sea. The alarm clock ring but no one picked up.
The dark figure slid past the road as the truck driver shine its headlights on the road. A sudden bloodied charcoaled face appeared in the mind of the driver. "What the fuck was that?" Found you, it said. Found you at last, it smiled with a grin, showing its sharp teeth. Oblivious to it on the windscreen, the driver drove on.
He reached for a can of beer.
A deer appeared in the middle of the road looking dumb as fuck. The truck did a hard turn to the left. The driver did not notice the darkness had hid the slope. "Fuccckkk!" the beer can splashed across him and tumbled like the truck. The dark entity with rotten flesh smiled as the driver laid unconscious in the vehicle. Bloodied with broken bones and ribs with the smell of gasoline. "Another road kill" it said with a satisfied smile as fire starts to eat up everything.
Although unconscious, the man was very much alive. He was unconscious yet he saw. That thing that was hunched beside him like a devil waiting patiently and curiously as he drew his last breath. "What are you.""What are you?" he said.
He opened his eyes this time but now he is in the hospital, bounded to the bed with leather straps, hand cuffed to the metal railing of the bed. "What is this?" he muttered.
"Doctor! doctor! Quick get the doctor." The nurse said with a terrified look on her face. She tried to call for help in the calmest manner but her face betrayed her thoughts. The truck driver looked at his hands, except the hands were not his. But he is in HIS body. "Mother, mother, how could you do this to her!" A woman screamed at him. "Who is she?" The man wondered, with bright hospital lights and ringing in his ears invading his senses. A nun took a bible and started to pray in latin, seemingly trying to exorcise him. And as she pray the incantations, the man's palms begin to bleed, his eyes begin to cry blood.
"Doctor! Doctor! Patient is going into epileptic shock! Doctor!" The man fainted.