Sunday, July 17, 2011

I Could Not Stop For Death

All I need to do is avoid Morningstar for a few days, as he's taking a plane back soon.

I know he knows where I am (say that five times fast), as I had a little, um, run-in with him today. And his billion underlings. I'm still amazed I'm not dead, there were so many of them and they had guns and a snake (what the fuck) and oh my god I could have died in what i was planning on...

Uh, nevermind. I'll continue with the story first.

Unfortunately, being holed up in this room means that I don't have a constant supply of necessities, such as food, or feminine hygiene products (oh, you laugh now. just wait until you're reincarnated as a woman or something). I could have asked someone to get things for me... But that would mean that I'd have to trust them to not poison or drug my food and then drag me off and torture me and...

...Yeah. On with the story, Dante.

Okay. So, I was slightly paranoid at the time, if you haven't figure that out yet. No, not paranoid- It isn't paranoia if they really are out to get you. In retrospect, it would have been smarter to drive, but I was freaked out about someone cutting my brakes or putting a bomb under my car, so I decided to walk. Like the goddamn genius I am.

Bad idea.

I was halfway there when I found myself being shoved into an alleyway. One of the ones with a dead end, of course. I looked up to see who the fuck had pushed me in. A group of people. People with weapons. Scary looking people with weapons.

He knew I was unarmed, of course. Fuck, why did I post that? Oh well, it's too late now...

At first I was frozen. Yes, I was afraid. If it was just Morningstar, I wouldn't be. But... It wasn't. It was Morningstar and all his little underlings, and they had weapons and I didn't and holy shit i thought i was gonna die... Of course he taunted me, and I could just dumbly stare back.

And then he barked out his orders. To kill me, of course. And that's when I regained control.

I frantically looked around and saw that the heavens had smiled upon me for once, or at least thrown me a bone. A fire escape. I ran up it and of course they followed, but thankfully I was still ahead of them. I... I think I heard bullets being fired, but I can't be sure.

I got to the top and was certain that this was it, that I was going to die at the hands of Morningstar and was prepared to jump off the fire escape in an attempt to at least kill myself when I saw that there was a window. And it was open.

I have never before been so grateful for Corpus' weather.

I slid through the window and made sure to lock it behind me. At least then I'd know when they came in. I ran through the apartment and heard the glass shattering, but I quickly found the door to the hallway. I was on the fourth floor, and they were quickly gaining on me... This is the worst part. I feel sick typing it out.

I needed a distraction, so I made one. I screamed and shouted that there was a group of people trying to rape me. That's not the part that makes me sick.

The part that makes me sick is that I'm certain that every one of the people in that apartment building are dead. I don't know. I didn't... I didn't stick around to watch. How could I? I just sentenced plenty more people to death, and this time I don't even have the excuse of not knowing what I was doing. I knew exactly what was happening...

... And I did it anyway.

I sprinted down the stairs and got the hell out of there, trying to ignore the noises of the gunshots. I ran all the way back here.

Even if I don't have food, at least I have cheap vodka. Any guesses as to what I'll be doing tonight?



  1. There were less than 20 of us you coward.
    You really should not underestimate us. You are VERY lucky I am having problems moving quickly, otherwise I would have been after you personally.
    Hehehe. Such... BRAVE citizens. Shame their dead. But no one will blame you for what you did. After all, you are more important than they are... Right?

  2. Billion. it's an overstatement. A hyperbole. And 20 is a lot when you're backed into an alleyway.

    ... And shut up. Just shut up. I don't even know why I keep your comments up.

  3. We all do what we must.

    Do not keep take it to heart