In the middle of the night, on the rooftop of a building, a man brought out a cigarette, lit it and brought it closer to his lips, then he took a large puff of it to calm himself.
Looking up at the sky, the man sighed as a single tear fell from his eyes. "What is wrong with me?" The man asked himself. "Why did you have to come and take over my head like this, Emma?"
Viper took another puff of the cigarette and stared down at the people below who looked like ants from up there. "I don't want to turn stupid like Adrain and do this but Erika can't seem to get out of my head at the moment. I want to have her for myself. I know how foolish that might seem but I don't care anymore." He spoke as if there was someone there to listen to him but unfortunately, he was the only one there.
Having given up on speaking to himself like a madman, Viper threw the cigarette away and stood up from where he was sitting earlier. "I need to go see her."
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