That was the first time I felt it. That was the first time the beast uncurled from inside me.
It was slow, powerful and never ending. All I saw for the need for retribution and penance. I slowly walked behind him and with a steady gaze I pulled out the handgun my dad has given me that year for my sixteenth birthday present. Steadily placing it behind his head, my eyes were unseeing and my mouth was twisted in a sick little smile.
The man’s whole body froze in shock and panic. There was no way he could not feel the steady weight of the 22 caliber I held to his head firmly.
“I should give you a chance to pray to our mother Mary and ask for mercy but I would not. You should die as filthy and as dirty as you are right now and go answer to your crimes at the other side. Goodbye.”
“PLL….E.
