A/N For the past two days I've been using a dystopian guide to create a story. I don't really like where it's going right now. Do tell if you want me to continue those. I'm putting it to the side for now. Today, I'm using the How to Write Science Fiction guide to shape yet ANOTHER random idea. Aaaaaaand enough useless blabbering.
"The well known serial killer Safiyah has struck yet again. This time killing 30-year-old man Vincent, who was identified as an arms dealer. And now, breaking news." The platinum blonde news anchor paused. Her eyes widened in shock. "We're receiving news about an attack from the futurists?"
"Who are the futurists, you ask. I'm wondering the same. We'll be back in five minutes with all the details." The anchor reached for her glass of coffee as the screen switched to advertisements.
They call me a serial killer. If only everyone knew why I killed so many people. Every single one of the deaths I've caused has turned my heart darker. I never dreamed my life would take this path.
I am Safiyah. I am suffering. I am pain.
Nothing will make it go away.