N. the eerie, forlorn atmosphere of a place that's usually bustling with people but is now abandoned and quiet:
A school hallway in the evening, an unlit office on a weekend, vacant fairgrounds.
An emotional afterimage that makes it seem not just em...
(You know readers.... I did precise that I wouldn't give context..... That means 1 was not automatically the worst outcome, I precised that it wasn't but you know? It slightly annoyed me that I think the message didn't go through or that just all just 1 because you didn't want to be different from other commenters... So you get what you wanted. I'll be evil. And I'll show you true pain, prepare yourselves hehehe.)
(And yes I am aware the diary pages went from 2020 to 2022. It was a mistake but now it stays lol, I am adapting the following chapters to fit with the mistake.)
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I was currently walking across the city towards the left side, nearing the place that was the source of much pain.
The school I thought I would be dying in.
The school where the first living human, I met after finding a place to stay at, died.
The library I convinced that man to shot himself in to save Vic and Hope.
The soccer stadium where I shot the two boy.
This part of the city was never kind to me in the slightest but I will not let it get the best of me, this is my town, I am the master and not it.
I approached the little local hospital and pushed open the swinging doors.
I tied my hair back but smiled at its reflection in the mirror, liking the color I chose to paint it as from the multiple I brought back from the hair saloon from the neighboring town.... I needed a little change and Vic helped, her hands were stained that color for so long.
It hadn't been two weeks and it already started to fade a little but I don't care I like it.
I looked around the reception area, already swinging before I knew what was about, seeing the movement from the corner of my eye and felt bone break.
"I am getting stronger?" I asked, resting the bat on the ground, raising a brow, I had been breaking in skulls with a simple swing for a while but I was finding myself becoming faster with my swings and I jogged everywhere.
I spun the bat, looking at the wood, some of it was visibly used, wood chipping off and cracked at the top, now the top along with the handle was duct-taped so it would hold without breaking more.
"You saved me from the start.... Thank you." I said, holding it gently, reminding myself how the boy that died for me to have this bat looked like, I will not let myself forget anyone I met, not the bad not the good, everyone must be remembered.... And humanity might survive in my heart.
I walked through the halls, checking the shelves and drawers, finding a few useful things here and there like a medical book about how to treat injuries and symptoms, needles, sutures, a tourniquet and kid's toys.
When I was making my way out I went through a different way, still disposing of husks, I'll drag them outside after I am done to burn them.
I opened a room and froze at the gargoyle, tho they weren't like the rest.
I approached the transparent medical crib thingy, frowning at the baby husk.
"I am sorry, you'd have had such a long life before you if it wasn't for this mess." I pulled my gun out, I know I was wasting a bullet but I am not strong enough to do it any other way.
I held it and pressed it against the forehead of the husk.
"I hope you have a better chance in whatever other place you end up at and that the rest of humanity there will welcome you with open arms.
BANG!!
I put the gun away and stepped out of the room.
I walked outside wordlessly, staring at my feet.
Suddenly I saw a drop of water hit the ground followed by many more.
"Damn, what a day for it to rain." I said, looking up at the clear blue sky, the drops still falling.