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It was mid-morning and the city was just beginning to sound busy as more and more cars headed onto the road. Zachary stared over the buildings ahead, studying the tiny people that passed by below as they walked with friends heading to work, taking their children to school, getting breakfast and whatever else people did in the morning. He closed his eyes taking in a deep breath as he relished in feeling the warm sunlight against his skin.
He had not gone back to the others, did not think it was a good idea while trying to process what had happened the previous day. He could remember what he did, every moment of hearing that man’s screaming and was torn between feeling ecstatic about it and disgusted at himself for enjoying hurting someone else that much. When did he become someone t
