activity, with new ways of escaping the cares and problems of everyday life. I foundmyself laughing in the faces of those people who tried so hard to escape a life that Ihad forever lost. It was mid winter, and the low temperatures were sending chills upmy spine, as I was walking the dimly lit streets. I was contemplating my nextjourney when I suddenly heard a high pitched scream coming from an alley, not faraway from me... At first, I did not take any heed in its urgency, but then somethingstrange happened. That voice, was so much like hers, that I found myself running tothat place without realizing it. But it wasn't her, my mind was playing tricks on me,as if it was meaning to test my mettle, to test my wits and my sanity. When Istopped on my tracks, I was already close to the scene. Three men, of a wealthyappearance and stature, and from the looks of it, extremely sober to justify theiractions, had cornered a young woman in a small alley.She saw me, standing by, not doing anything, just a statue observing with almostscientific interest the scene. She extended one of her hands in my direction andscreamed for help. Again, her voice struck a chord in me, and I once again thoughtthat I had her in front of me... My senses were already in full alert, so when theycame to me, knives drawn and eyes thirsting for blood, I merely smiled... The firstone, a man no more than thirty, lunged at me with his knife. I lazily avoided hisstrike and grabbed his wrist with my hand. With a quick twist I heard the bonebreak, and the man let out a scream of agony. I saw the knife falling in the ground,its metallic sound reverberated from the stone walls surrounding us. The secondman, whose breath stank of absinthe ran to me full speed. I raised my hand andgrabbed him by the neck, snapping it before I threw him into the wall, in the sametime breaking his head with a sickening cracking sound. I was calm, and I knelt downbeside the man whose wrist I broke..."I hope thou hath said thy goodbyes to this world, for the world in which I shall sendthee, shall give thee no chance of that!" I whispered in a voice barely heard...I could see the terror in his eyes, such a strong feeling that made me feelsurprisingly good... He opened his mouth to protest, or beg, or pray, I know not.Without averting me eyes from his, I ripped out his neck with my bare hands, at thesame time drinking his blood which was gushing out. In the corner of my eye, I sawthat the girl was lying on the ground, not moving. I was infuriated by this sight, andwith blood still in my mouth and hands, I moved toward the third man, who saw
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