The Man Who Slowly Turned His Back To Shadows

You wake up from a foggy dream. The morning had already begun. Normally the following:
Grab a glass of whisky, for it had a terribly sense making this morning.
Light a cigaret. Slowly draw couple of long inhales in your lungs. Blow smoke rings.
Draw just a few inch the curtains that cover the only window in your apartment. Watch the busy city. Watch the people crawl on their belly or the real sneaky once who make the food on the table by stealing grannies purses. Yeah. Real mature.
Sit on your bed. Curse a few times, that should be enough. Take a deep breath and let the whisky pour down your throat like a sweet honey.
Your face itches. Forget to shave your beard this morning, like you did yesterday.
And the day before that.
Grab the remote control in your right hand. The left one carries a glass, a new filled glass, to be a little bit specific.
Take a zip. Watch someone lecture about christ or something, whatever. You don't care much about that. People should have more confidence in their self.
Push the little red button that shuts off the tv.
Light an other cigaret. Take an other look on the busy street.
Make a couple of plans that gonna change the course of your life.
Pour some gasoline on your couch. Insert a already dead guy there. Light the couch.
Walk out of the building never returning. Laugh, then take a cab. "To the airport."
Watch from the backwindow as smoke starts to rise from your old apartment.
Light a cigaret.

Thank the cab driver with just a couple of words. Once he starts to argue about spare change tell him to go do something dirty with his mom.
Walk towards the airport. Take a long staring look towards the woman on your left.
Let your eyes slowly wonder on her body. Say hello. "Hello."
The woman probably responses, or her husband just arrives from a tour. He's probably a rockstar or a well known football player.
Tell the woman that it would please you if she would go home (right the fuck now), and blow her brains out.
She probably turns afterwards towards you an says something like "excuse me."
"Never mind."
Continue exploring the airport.

Take the elevator to the 3rd floor. Go to the mens room. There is an hare krishna standing slightly to your left. Say good morning like you do every day. "Good morning."
He responds with a sentence such as. "Have you ever thought about the meaning of everything?"
Say that you don't give an rats ass, but here is the tricky part. Remember to donate some money.
The hare krishna thanks you. "God bless you son." Strangle him.
Place him in to the empty closet on to your right. Dont freak out. Take a couple of long breaths and walk out like nothing ever happened.
Light an cigaret.

Walk out from the airport and take a cab. Take the cab to your old apartment. Slowly drive by the house that is covered all over with dancing fire. Feel slightly amused. That should make you feel good for a while. Take the cab to the motel. It does not matter which one.
Just pick one.
You will probably hear afterwards that some neighbour saw you, but the cops won't listen to her. They think it's some kinda of hallucination or something else. She is obliviously hysteric after her house burn down. The cops calm her down.
You are now on the front of the motel. Act like you normally would do. Pay the man.

Take a short walk from your motel room to the liquor shop. Buy a big bottle. You will probably expect company this evening, and what a threat it's gonna be. Oh and your room number is 53. In case you might forget. Walk back to the motel.
Light a cigaret.

Dress up real nice, don't forget. This is an special evening. Have a couple of drinks before you go to explore the city. Its friday night soon. The streets a full of happy, thankful, godfearing, rich, drunk, horny, high, broke, beaten up, dumb, useless and no good. You don't belong to these categories above. You just feel like killing some one.
Choose your night club real carefully because it's important that the steroid pumped gorilla on the door don't recognize you.
Pay the man.
Check out for good options.
Light a cigaret.

Go and talk to a girl who is already little drunk. Ask if she wants some company this evening or perhaps she is looking for a place to have some good time.
Sit down next to her. Flirt the whole evening or the night with her if necessary.
When she's melted wax between your hands take her home. Offer to pay the cab.
Go out side. It's raining. Place your coat above her head. Lift up your right hand. Take a cab. She tells the address to her place. The car moves towards its next location.
Start kissing with the girl on the back seat. Tell the driver to keep the eyes on the road.

You arrive to the girls house. Pay the man. Slam the cab door shut as hard as you can.
The woman opens her front door with her key. It is an old house. A kinda large house.
Walk to the girls living room. She says that she will return in a few moment. Sit down on the couch.
Suddenly you realize it's your old couch. The same that you grilled before, today.
Stay calm. Light a cigaret.
Go get two wine glasses from the kitchen. Pour some expensive red wine in the glasses.
Put some valium or what ever that might come in handy, later.
The woman arrives to the living room. She has only an simple and thin, very expensive though looking piece of lingerie on her hot naked body.
Drop the glass on the floor. She thinks that her arrival does excite you, but we both know that there's something else on your mind.
Say you are sorry and clumsy. The girl says "don't be silly, come over here." Give her an long and juicy tung kiss, grab her firm an obliviously well firmed butt cheeks. Go from the living room to the bed room kissing the girl passionately the whole time. Grab a sharp knife from the kitchen along.
Turn the light switch off. Have the best sex in your life.
Afterwards light a cigaret.
Tell her that you picked the girl from the bar in purpose of slicing in to tiny pieces.
She says she know. She says that was the thing that excited you in her fragile mind.
Say "thank you."

Now you have a good opportunity to do what the fuck you now wanna do, but remember one thing. Don't get caught....

End.