Extend the Story - Add a Room

as you put your palms over his face you feel stronger and not like a psychopathic thing with dominance but literally more powerful. you feel as if you were meant to do this and that it is your destiny. as he twitches he glows faintly as you see yourself absorb it, then almost in slow motion, as if its one of your dreams he withers into old age and you can see his age shift from forty to fifty to an old man until finally he bursts into dust. suddenly a cop shines a light on your face and yells at you to freeze. you look up to see a skinny man with a gun and you think to yourself that he has thirty years of life before his fatal heart attack, then you are puzzled on how you would know that and are even more puzzled as you think how yummy those thirty years would taste. then he points the gun more urgently as he realizes the cold look in your eyes. as you look back into his eyes you see not only his life span but his soul, his organs, and his sins. you can distinguish his soul, mind, and body from one another and feel as if you can touch or even affect them. he yells once again get the fuck down now!

turn yourself in