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The Men in White

This is a story about a man suffering from a full mental break down and turns to violence against the world and those he feels have wronged him

Andy_Sim · Realistic
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21 Chs

The Organ Trail

I look over to Sara and ask have you seen the Oregon Trail? She looks at me a little puzzled and says what is the Oregon Trail? It is a path that settlers took it had many deaths and disappearances but they made a large city of people so I figured we could stay in the city for tonight and tomorrow we continue towards Canada does that sound good. Sure lets do that. I speak loudly saying you hear that we are staying in Oregon City tonight before turning to Sara and saying thats just incase those watchers didn't hear me, they now know where to put our gift for the brutalities we committed today. She smiles and replies yeah but they seem to always know what you say and what you are doing so I don't think you need to be that loud. I laugh and say well if I can make them go deaf in the process that is just a bonus. We get into Oregon city limits around 4:30pm so I ask Sara are you hungry, we should grab something before going to that motel we saw on the way in. She nods and we pull into Renee's on Main for a bite to eat. Nothing to intresting happened other then some body was there celebrating their birthday and offered to allow us to join in singing happy birthday to them. We finish our food and head back towards the outskirts back to a motel to stay the night. I walk in and say hi I would like one room two beds please. The clerk says sure we have a couple left can I have a name for the room I say yeah put it under John. He says I need a full name to make a reser.... I stop him mid sentence by pulling out a wad of money and saying its just John okay. He nods and says here is the key card and your room number is 243. I say I have a bad back can I get one on the first floor please. He says sorry we don't have any on the first floor. I slide him another $20 and he says just one moment. A couple minutes later he says good news John a room on the first floor just opened up the room number is 110. I smile grabbing the new card. I walk out to the car to park it infront of our room. We get out and Sara asks why don't we ever get a room on the second floor. I say well if there is an emergency then being on the first floor is better also if we need to escape quickly it makes it easier. I put the card in the door and up it up. We walk in and I look around not seeing anything out of the ordinary but also not seeing any new pages. I walk out side and yell hey we had a deal and I kept my side of the bargain twice today you guys owe me. If I do not receive my reward in one hour then I am just going to go to Canada and fly to someplace safe and you will lose me forever. I stand outside continually checking my watch when Sara comes out and says that someone is on the phone for me. I ask who is it. She replies it is the front desk. I walk back in keeping an eye outside while I grab the phone and say in kind of a harsh tone what. The clerk says I was just calling you to see if everything is okay with the room I say yeah the room is fine I am just waiting on my friend... I see someone walking up towards our door so I drop the phone and rush outside. He walks straight up to me and says hi John you are still threatening us huh. I say thats right we had a deal I give you entertainment and you guys give me information about the watchers. The guy justs starts laughing and says wow we knew you were creative but we didn't know you were this funny. I walk towards the car and open the door on the passenger side. I reach into the glove box and pull out the gun and the baseball bat. The guy what are you doing with those? Well you see its pretty simple I am going to turn your head into a fine powder before I take the bullet in this gun and put it into my head. This made the guy's face go from a wide smile to a major grimace as he says you don't want to do that trust me. I start laughing in his face as I say why not if you cannot trust the deals you make especially with secret organization then what is the point. The guy's face starts to contort to something akin to disgust and anger. I lift the bat over my head and start swinging it down at him but he doesn't stop me so the bat connects with full force indenting the skull with a splat and crunch as his skull splinters and breaks under the force of the blow. This should have made the man collapse but he was still standing there looking at me thinking, so I swing the bat at his head again this time his neck snaps and he goes down. I slam the bat against his head a few times as it lays there on the pavement turning it more and more into a past with every sickening splat. Once I get done pounding the guys head in I yell thats part one you know whats next as I bring the gun to my head and pull back the hammer of the gun. I say you have to the count of ten. I raise my voice again as I count. One, Two, Three, Four Five Six, Sev... Wait don't do that please don't. I hear a voice come from a shadow by the street just outside of the street light. I say who are you and if I don't like what you have to say then I continue my count and everyone knows that when a truly crazy man decides to kill themselves they need a really good reason not to. The woman puts up his hands and starts walking towards me as she says okay I understand that you did make a deal with one of us and what kind of trust can you put in us if we don't keep the deals we make. She pulls out two pieces of paper and says here for the two kills today. I look down at the man and the pudding that used to be his face as I say eight. The woman follows my eyes and says of course sorry I should have realized I didn't bring any more papers for you. Nine. She says but I do know something that I can tell you if that will work for you. I say I want everything you guys give me to be in writing. The woman says I understand as she grabs a note pad out of her jacket and writes down something and hands it over along with the two other pieces of paper. I grab the papers and say if this happens again you won't be able to get here in time because I am going to count to five and it takes you longer then that to show up. I understand replies the woman. I say no I mean it this will not happen again or else you will lose me. She says you have our word that this will never happen again as long as you keep doing what you do. I pull the gun from my head and slowly put the hammer back as she bows and walks backwards. I go back in and flop on the bed and pass out.