I was sitting in the middle of an empty room.5 minutes ago I finished my business in the news will give about the guy in the mask who massacred the whole house of the Russian mafia.Everything went from childhood,when...I don't know.I didn't remember his childhood,only knew that because of him I have manic depression and sociopathy.I was really sick,no,it is treated.I didn't want to be treated.Constant calls on my phone,listening to messages,always saying where I come and what to do,but not in plain text."We need a babysitter,come and get these kids"are different every time but with the same meaning.
Maybe I really was a nanny,a plumber,an electrician and a message on the answering machine was not a request to cut the bad guys and help people.I didn't know,and didn't want to know.I was just doing the job for which you don't pay me.I just listen to the message,go down to the car,sit in it and go where I asked.
Who are these people?I have no idea.Before this conversation with myself, I never thought nothing.Sitting in your DMC-12,the handsome s-class,I wheeled to the right place for me at the neon-drenched rays and the light of the moon Miami. In the sky there were no stars,I haven't seen. In recent years, and only saw the corpses,violence,hallucinations which appear suddenly,the glass of whiskey and his face covered with blood in the mirror.Back to the present.Now I was sitting in a room full of corpses in the hand bits,good bits,it is even visible in the autograph,probably baseball star signed it.On either side of me were 20 people.It surprised me and I laughed loudly.The violence attracted me the first time
killing a homeless man I threw up,but then I got into it.I killed every day,or rather every night.I was so in love with this city,we were similar.After seeing the room again I saw the ♥♥♥♥♥♥,huddled in a corner.They were afraid of.One was shaking so hard that she needed the assistance of others...but it was not.They just sat in the corner covered in blood the man
right,I crushed his head the exact impact of the mount.They looked at me,I don't know that they terrified me the most.The mask?Blood-stained mask,torn,it was slightly see my face.White t-shirt that was red?That caused them fear jumping in a tantrum?They cried,they seemed to want to flood this room with tears
to sink himself and including me.Continue the inspection.Left on the couch was stretched a fat guy,let's call him Alfred,Yes,I think so.He was bald,his moustache was visible strands of gray and no,it's cocaine,the last of the coke,which he smelled in his life.The remainder of the drug was now crimson red,the man is not frail flooded him out of his artery,I ripped his throat out the katana that was hanging on the wall.Around were scattered the bullets from the shotgun,from the barrel of an Uzi was still oozing smoke,recently in the bastard behind the bar includes 20 lead bullets.I didn't even know,it stinks here,felt nothing.I suddenly wanted to smoke,I went to a ♥♥♥♥♥.At the sight of me standing closer than 1 meter,she yelled,if I wanted to bash her skull in.
-Cigarette?-I said,and was horrified by his voice.Hoarse and depressed as sandpaper on the ears.She handed me haven't started a pack of Marlboros.Even from the street I noticed the balconies on this apartment building,wanted to go there.I went out,the lighter was covered in blood,bastard unlucky in his belly came in two volleys of buckshot.I lit a cigarette.Nicotine quickly went to the lungs
I choked and coughed.How long have I smoked?It doesn't matter.I was looking for Miami nights,the smoke from his cigarette flew up,it was bloody pathetic.The city wasn't asleep,he lived around the clock,was drowning in lust,money,debauchery.Here lived the most incorrigible bastards and it was my job to exterminate them.I put out my cigarette and walked back into the room.♥♥♥♥♥♥ was gone,but one still sat on the floor.
It was like as a child the first time feeding a horse.She was afraid,terribly afraid that I will bite,but it was madly interesting.I stood and watched her for a minute.Good body, however,looks too pleased,pleasant face,slightly thin,blonde.She gave me the pack of cigarettes.
I held her hand.Lifting her off the floor,I realized that she was exhausted.Throwing her on the shoulder,I got out and went to the Elevator.
We had to go 19 floors.Mirror.I saw the mirror and decided to ask myself.Now we were alone and I had to ask.Who are you?Or rather,who am I myself?There was no answer,but he was not needed.I knew that my life changes every second,that soon the whole truth will cease to be a mystery.I'll find out who I am,my life or the lives of others.I'll find out.Soon.Very soon.