THE MURDERER AND I

didn't see it coming?

maybe a stroke of luck for me,
but an irreparable mistake for others...
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You can't trust me. You can't trust me.
You can't trust me.

A wicked smile formed on my face as I turned my head slightly. Dean's lifeless body lay next to me. I never imagined he would be like this. Defeated.

I laughed maniacally as I looked at his face. Beautiful as always. Bloody and tortured, yet serene. I won, I thought as I lay next to him at the bottom of the cliff, not realizing I had spoken aloud. His dead eyes stared at the sky, but I... I lay there untouched. Unharmed. Alive. A simple mistake, really. A truly terrible mistake, in my opinion. Ridiculous, but brilliant.
Dumb luck, but Dean Castor broke my fall.

I listened to my own voice laughing in the dark. Insanity breaking the intensely still silence.
I sounded like a completely different person.

A stranger.

I looked up at the night sky, it's darkness enveloping me. It almost seemed as if it were calling my name.

I lay there for hours. God knows how much..
But only a single thought was on my mind.

Who, oh who... should I kill next?