The two walked together through the woods confidently. They wore all black and were criminals: bank robbers, kidnappers, and drug dealers. They had the biggest teeth in the game: Shane with his smug face showing off his gold tooth, and Sid, the girl a few years younger than him, a freckled redhead.
Shane stopped abruptly, and Sid nearly went face-first into his back. "What gives, man? You went blind?"
Shane stood there. "No, no, it can't be. No! " He started to run. Sid was perplexed by his actions but followed suit. Shane did not say a word to her. Sid was drowned in confusion and fear. She found out the source of his concern once they finally arrived.
Their house was burned to a crisp; only some black wood remained. The sound the fire made still echoed through the woods as the wind carried its sound. "Are the cops here? Is this a setup?" Sid shook and looked all around her. In front of them, they saw a figure: a man on a tree. "Hey, you!" yelled Shane. The figure did not notice them.
Shane and Sid began to walk cautiously towards this figure. The figure took a piece of rope, placed it around his neck, and jumped. The rope around his throat tightened. The man's face turned red. Dizzines confounded him, and his vision was blurry. His throat didn't hurt, but his lungs were desperate for air. His entire body heated up. The two were astonished and confused at this sight.
Shane went to the man and grabbed his legs . " W-what are you ? " The man couldn't finish. Sid climbed the tree and cut the rope. The man was slumped down on the grass. "Who the fuck are you?" Shane asked him. "Took you long enough!" spat the man, rubbing his neck and coughing. He spoke , " I found out where you lived . "
" Is that so?" Shane narrowed his eyes , his hand going behind his back for his gun. "And you took forever!" yelled the man. " So I decided to burn down the house to grab your attention. You still didn't come, so I took matters into my own hands . "
" What ?" Shane and Sid almost said in unison.
"What do you mean, what?" said the man. "I want to die and was hoping you criminals would help me. You took too long , so I decided to go old school . "
" This guy's cracked , " said Sid . " So come on , " said the man . " Finish me ! " Shane rubbed his temples. " Let's go, Sid; we gotta look for a new hideout . " They began to walk away.
"Wait!" the man raised his hand, reaching for them. " You 're criminals ; you should kill me ! "
"We don't kill; we only rob," said Shane.
"And kidnap sometimes," Sid made a cheeky grin.
They left the man sitting there on the grass. He sat there so lonely , I had to approach him.
" Who are you?"
"Oh, me, you ask? I am your god . "
" Since when do gods wear all black?"
" Because, dear sir , I am a writer , and you came out of my head . Everything you do , say , or think is my doing . You 're nothing , really , and your purpose will end the second I stop typing. "
The man lay there frozen ; his face was that of a horrified animal. "But you'll end my suffering, right?"
Of course, I laughed . " Oh no , your suffering is entertaining, so I made you immortal . Enjoy your life , sir ! "
" Wait! " I stood up and tried to grab the man in black , but he vanished. In front of my own eyes , he disappeared as if he were snow in summer. My knees touched the green grass , and I blankly stared at the nature in front of me. "I really need a beer right now."