Prologue-Breath

"Just calm down, you did what you had to do..." he was right but that doesn't make it feel any better. The only way I would calm down is if it would stop talking.

"I can hear you..." "I wasn't trying to keep it to myself I've already lost that privilege."

"You didn't lose anything I am just here to help..." "help with what exactly, my state of mind? Sorry to say this but you are only a voice in my head, you know more than anyone that my is all fucked up BECAUSE of you."

"You are done here it is time to move..." "wow ok, change the subject." I didn't want to admit it but he was right, if anyone found me in my state, covered in blood, I would be shot on site.

"Your Change of clothes is in the hallway..." "I know." I put them there you ass. I hate it when he is right, but I am short on time. As I grab the bad and start to change, I pause and look at what I had done. He my not have been a good person but doing what I did seems like overkill.

"Stop wasting time and go. She is waiting for news that the job is done..." "STOP talking like this is a job."

As I get done changing I hear to door open "go now before they see your handy work..." I take one last look at my so called HANDY WORK, grad the gear and jump out the window. Fresh air. The room felt too stuffy so the cold night air helps me relax.

"In and out, in and out..." "I know how to breath ok, it just feels nice to be outside again ok?"

You take in the air later, we still have to get away..." at that moment I see the lights go on in the same room I had just did my HANDY WORK in then a scream of a child.

"See? Let's go before anyone shows up..." fine but one last breath of the the fresh air. In and out, in and out...