PHASE 86 - LET'S WATCH THE FIREWORKS AGAIN
It's two o'clock in the evening.
The only noise I can hear is my own footsteps. I'm walking down home in the empty dark streets. My body is swaying every time I take a step, exhausted, because of the battle I just had. I'm not injured physically or spiritually, in fact, I'm pretty much able to last a month-long battle with anyone.
I'm injured mentally. There is a fracture in my emotions that refused to heal, and those fractures kept on hurting my heart.
Why did I do that?
Why did I kill my step-sisters? Why did I kill my step-mother? How about my twin brother? The other innocent people? Why did I kill the Outsider?
Those questions echoed in my mind. My eyes are empty, like those of a serial killer's. I'm mentally broken now, and I could no longer sense what's right or wrong.