Monday, 16 July 2012


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The sun was hot. Small droplets of perspiration dotted my forehead as I walked up to my front door. I opened it and turned around. I don't know what I expected to see but ever since I came out of Mr Taichi's shop, I had a vague feeling that I was being followed. The street behind me was empty lest for the lone mango tree. I closed the door behind me.

As soon as I closed the door behind me, it started. I felt it first in my nostrils, like I was inhaling microscopic daggers that pierced my nasal cavity. Then the pain moved onto my tonsils, then my chest and then it was everywhere. I fell to the floor,my heart was racing, I was hyper ventilating. I was on all fours. Drops of crimson red started appearing on the floor. It felt like my insides were going to come rushing out any minute. I screamed, that blood curling scream, the scream that only the Grim Reaper hears. I hoped he did, I needed him to come put me out of my misery.

And just when it felt like I was on the brink of death, when the excruciating pain would consume me, nothing. It all ceased. No agony,  no misery. It all disappeared. But with its departure came the arrival of something. Something so sinister and evil, so dark and unorthodox, that the only thing I felt was pure terror. It was here and it was I.
Evil, pure unadulterated evil. That was what I was. Some call me a demon. Maybe. Others a devil. Same thing. But I wasn't a being. I was matter, the atoms of my mind moving freely and interacting with particles in the air. I existed, but then again maybe I didn't. You decide. I chose her because she sensed me, outside the old mans shop. Don't know what I was doing there, can't remember. But she sensed me you see, so I would kill her. Her and others, but mainly her. It will be slow and acute, from the inside out. Couldn't wait.

I followed her to a house, her home I presume, I didn't really take note. I was too excited. I decided to enter her immediately. As soon as she closed the door behind her I began. Slow and deliberately, then I began to force myself in and went in deeper. At this point she must have been in agony, I'm not sure, I wasn't paying attention again. I didn't care. But agony wasn't enough. I wanted to hear her scream, I needed more. When her nose began to bleed, each particle of me began to vibrate more rapidly. Excitement. As she breathed in the last part of me the pain stopped. I hated this part, the pain was euphoric. But I was in. I spread myself to all her corners and slowly I became her. Then I was her.

At this point I don't look "normal". With my manifestation, my appearance has changed. I look like what you probably think I look like. Horns? Just one. Tail? Long with spikes. Eyes? No. I smell my prey, I don't see them.  Some would call me a monster, others an abomination. I am evil, no, I am Evil. It's my name.


  1. Ummmmm. Okay? Dark...very dark. But still don't get it.

  2. into the mind of da reaper. nice