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Hearing my heart beat...
My blood racing through me...
MY eyes finally open...
I find my self sitting in a chair, secured and strapped down to it. Last thing i remembered i was driving away in a stolen car. But how did i get here...
" Voice..."
YOU FAILED US BOTH!
"What happened!"
YOU CRASH YOU ******** IDIOT
What are you talking to? The voices?
I didn't even notice the guy right beside me, holding a pistol to his side. He probably thinks I'm going to jump up and kill him. Seems impossible considering the only thing i can do is wiggle my fingers.
God, how do people become so ******** up...
KILL HIM do it I WANT EXCITEMENT
Can't focus...
" Why am I in here? "
You killed a man, and now we have to decide what to do with you.
" Send me away. "
We can't, if the police find out about this our operation would be shut down.
" Then kill me..."
Can't be done, we have scheduled checks every week from the authorities.
I needa find a way out of here
- by Loner Of The Sky |
- Fiction
- | Submitted on 03/22/2013 |
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- Title: The Voices #3
- Artist: Loner Of The Sky
- Description: The Return
- Date: 03/22/2013
- Tags: voices
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