A young boy ran through the woods, several adults chasing after him with torches and weapons in hand.
They shouted:
"Kill him!"
"Surround him!"
"His mindset is too disgusting. Kill him!"
Mark squinted.
The boy cried as he ran, a butcher's knife in hand dripping with blood.
He screamed: "I didn't do anything! Because of you bastards, I had to kill a human being! I became a murderer because you came to kill me!"
They surrounded the boy.
"You deserve to die boy!" One of them, old as a tree, screeched. "You had evil intentions in your heart. When you drank too much alcohol for a boy, you said all those intentions out loud!"
"So what?!" The boy screamed. "It was just the delirious ramblings of a drunken boy!"
"Humph! What drunken boy says they want to rape, murder, and torture the gentlest girl of our village. You said you wanted to eat her flesh while she was alive!"
