I'll listen.

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Chris woke up, he layed down on a forest,  sideways, he looked up at the stars and the galaxy, he slowly gets up and walks around


"What are you doing?"


"this is not what your supposed to do"


"stop it."


Chris heard these voices in his head.


W-what?!

y-your in my head now...?


"I instructed you on something.


Oh... right...



Chris looks at the blaring city lights, he walks over, he knows what to do.


















As Chris walks by, he sees a difference, some people are more alert, but its not because of him.


Chris walked near a bar and saw his missing poster, he knows why now.


Chris grabbed a newspaper, before running off.











Chris sat on a bench in the park, reading each page intently.


Is there... something about me?


He looks to his side, and notices 2 people walking.


"looks are irrelevant"


The 2 people stop


wait... is that... that guy from the poster?

the other guy jumps

Oh my, and you ok?!


Chris looked forward.


Chris couldn't even hear what the people were saying, all he knew was to follow the voices in his head.


"You knows what to do."


"Do it."


"its gonna be easy, no one will know."


Chris held his hands out, keeping his newspaper in his lap

the people were confused.



Suddenly, a gold hammer and sickle comes out of nowhere.


W-wha?!


Chris sprung forward, stabbing the first person's neck, opening it with his bare fingers.


The other person fell back, but this was a bad action.


Chris appeared behind him, he hit him in the head with the hammer over... and over... and over.


once Chris was done, he heard him again


"Run."


"Get out."


"Quickly!"


Chris quickly ran from the scene of the crime, no one knew.













Eire read the newspaper, he read about the murder, silky golden dust was left in the wounds and stabs.

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