He was a peculiar one, so they say. His typical mood was a proprietary blend of scarcely contained rancor and willful indifference. Today had been anything but typical.
The body lay at his feet all limp and lifeless. Blue eyes bleeding red, wedged open in a vacant plea. That's the worst of it. That final realization that life – that humanity is fleeting.
He reflected deeply on that which had passed. How best to dispose of the evidence?
He smiled. There was nothing they could do to him that had not already been done. He had become the beast within.
The body lay at his feet all limp and lifeless. Blue eyes bleeding red, wedged open in a vacant plea. That's the worst of it. That final realization that life – that humanity is fleeting.
He reflected deeply on that which had passed. How best to dispose of the evidence?
He smiled. There was nothing they could do to him that had not already been done. He had become the beast within.
