DIR Return Create A Forum - Home
       ---------------------------------------------------------
       Nextlord
  HTML https://nextlord.createaforum.com
       ---------------------------------------------------------
       *****************************************************
   DIR Return to: Episodes
       *****************************************************
       #Post#: 95--------------------------------------------------
       [PROTOTYPE] I love my job
   DIR By: Overlord529
       Date: October 5, 2014, 6:35 pm
       ---------------------------------------------------------
       [DECEMBER 15,NEW YORK]
       I've always had a strange obsession with coffee,I'm not sure why
       I think it's the feeling of a hot liquid going down my throat
       and into my stomach,I like how it warms me to the bone. Moving
       on however I sat at the table drinking coffee,god I love my job
       I thought. With a grin on my face and a cup of coffee in my
       hand,I glanced across the table to my friend. If you're not
       gonna drink you're coffee than why did you ask me to make some?
       He kept silent,a blank look in his eyes as he stared at me I
       shrugged"more for me." I reach across the table and slid his cup
       of coffee in front  of me I took one more swig from my one cup
       swallowing the rest with a big "gulp." I return to the paper in
       front of me than move on to the cup I had taken from him. I
       yawned deeply into my left sleeve pausing my writing for only
       that? I look back at my friend David was his name....from what I
       can recall. I glanced over to the tv in the living room with a
       news anchor from the daily bugle with "breaking news.
       The two trapezes artists have been confirmed dead,the sun has
       not been found the circus is trying to sue the man responsible
       "captain gushtsppo. Were to get an interview with him we now go
       to Larry Goldstein in Germany. Well Diane I have captain" BANG
       the screen goes white." Larry?" The reporter says. I flip to
       another station.
       "In other news yet another body was found I frown,it was found
       last night washed up on Coney Island. It had the word Fear
       carved into its chest with a number three replacing the E carved
       into the stomuch it had multiple lacerations. The police will
       not let out any new information,this has even action news
       reporting."
       I sigh after the news cast ended and look over to David a bit
       tiredly "uh looks like they found my work David. Now it's only a
       matter of time until they find you I got up, walked over to the
       lifeless pale body, that had a smooth laceration along the
       throat nearly surgical along the throat severing the arteries. I
       peeled the shirt off his body while sliding out a butchers knife
       from one of the nearby drawers, I than slid my gas Mask
       on,brought the kind to his stomach. And began to carve "Me" into
       his stomuch,his blood splashing on my shirt as I severed
       multiple veins as slid the butchers knife into the table. I
       adjusted the mask and began sprinting into the woods through the
       back door. I reached for my cellphone and dialed 911 after
       thinking if a marvelous plan. "Hello 911 what's your emergency?"
       I reply with my tired voice"hello...I'd like.. To report a
       murder." "And where is tha murder taking place?" "Oh...where's
       the fun in that?"
       I drove by the house the next day and the police were still
       there for some reason they're be looking for me now but that
       would just add to the fun of all this and .... God I love my job
       I drove to the highway,to get out of this place
       For now
       *****************************************************
       Page 1 of 1