Ancil“It is quite hilarious how you feel like you’s the one who is unerring. Like absconding with my girl was part of the greater good. Me and Megan was together for 3 years and I dedicate so much of my existence to she just to have you come and pussyfoot away with she.”
“I was always fighting for the greater good you were just too stupid to see it. Back in Sando me and Megan never slept together. You were with Megan for 3 years and you still couldn’t trust the girl enough to believe that. You’re here talking about how I stole your girl but the fact of the matter is, you gave her away. Your head was just too big to think past your stupid ego. The way you got angry at her and how you tried to kill me back in Caura prove only one thing.”
“And what’s that?” Rajiv snarled.
“You’re not a man. You’re a monster. That’s why Megan decided to come with me because she’s smart. She knows that men like you is only trouble.”
He was angry now. The heart shape carved into his chest began to bleed around the edges. He quickly grabbed a pitch fork from one of the blue devils and started off towards me. It was against the rules but the Midnight Robber showed no signs of stopping.
“Oh Shit!!” I shouted, running out of the circle and out deeper into the Caura forest.
Rajiv ran after me and the Midnight Robber simply looked on.
While running I picked up a tree branch and then hid behind a burned tree waiting on him to appear. He had apparently lost me.
Peeking around the tree I saw him wildly looking around. I knocked the tree trunk with the branch in my hand to bait him and he took it, instantly heading in my direction. Now was my chance. Deep breath. Steady stance. With a firm grip on the tree branch I swung at Rajiv just in time causing him to fall to the ground and drop the pitchfork. I picked up the pitchfork, sat on top of Rajiv and began to ram it into his chest. The blows to his chest didn’t seem to suppress him long enough though, so I shifted my effort to his face pummeling the tip of the pitchfork straight through his skull and into his brain. He was still moving, so I rammed the pitchfork a second time and kept ramming it into him. He was all but motionless at this point but I kept convincing myself that he was moving and kept pummeling his brains into the soil. His blood squirted all over my body and into my mouth but I didn’t stop. It was too fun. Why was I having fun? The taste of his blood in my mouth made me hunger for more. More blood. I couldn’t stop. The sight of his crushed brain splattered all over the forest floor brought a smile to my face that I couldn’t remove. Why was I smiling? I didn’t know, but I couldn’t stop. My bloodlust was way too high to be human. I became more and more intoxicated with each strike of the pitchfork. I lost count the number of times I struck Rajiv in the skull. It wasn’t much of a skull anymore though. His face was completely unrecognizable, the majority of it now crushed and mixed in with the ashy soil.
I finally stopped. I was tired. My body was drenched in blood especially my hands. Looking at Rajiv’s body on the ground in a pool of blood made me come to my senses. It was almost like I was possessed by an evil spirit the way I just jolted back to myself. I wanted to cry, but I held it back. One of us had to die and it wasn’t going to be me. I won.
I staggered my way through the forest almost zombie-like. My throat was so parched that I couldn’t even swallow spit. My head was spinning. I felt cold, extremely cold. My skin was going pale and my entire body was shaking. There was a burning sensation on both my arms that first started as an itch. I looked down to see where the burning sensation was coming from and my eyes widened in horror. Purple sores were appearing all over my arm. The sight of the sores sent me to my knees in shock. Not really in shock, I was too weak to stand and I was hungry. Hungry for blood. The sight of Rajiv’s blood on my skin and clothes caused my mouth to water. I couldn’t resist. I already had the taste of blood in my mouth and for some reason it was the best thing I had ever tasted in my life. I greedily began to lick myself to get as much of the blood in my mouth as possible. The taste of the blood made me feel almost orgasmic. I was considering going back to Rajiv’s body to get more of his blood but I was too weak to move.
I forced myself up from the ground and tried to head back to Rajiv’s body but I soon fell back to the ground and blacked out.
