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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Thrillers  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is a struggle story to which a man losses himself in the darkness of his mind.

Submitted: October 16, 2013

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Submitted: October 16, 2013



I'm lost. Stuck in God knows where, with people I cannot bear to look at any longer! How much do you think one man can take? Every damn day, I am forced to walk these treacherous streets where corruption is the key to survival. Where murders are justified, burglary is the norm, and deceit is your only comrade. Every step that I take is pushing me closer to my breaking point.

The sky's dark, yet my eyes have gradually adapted to the night sky. Actually they thrive in the midst of the night. I'm outside walking quite quickly... but why? I can’t stop. It’s like I have been programmed to complete a mission, and I won’t rest until it is complete. I have now come to an immediate stop, my head on a swivel; it seems I have spotted someone. I reach down into my pants, and what I grab is to frightening for words. There lie in my hand a .44 caliber pistol fully loaded. No time to think I was on the prow, but why? Who am I after?

I crept slowly up to the target, who was quiet unaware of my presence. Stealth was the least of my worries at this point in time; my mind only on what I'm about to do! Abruptly, the man I was pursuing began to slow up. Is he on to me? No matter what he was contemplating I had to act fast, I must kill him now! I aim my weapon towards the back of his skull. The weapon fired. The man went limp, the body feel forward. I must see who I was after. The lifeless face I was gazing at was none other than... my own...

What have I become?

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