The Wacky Adventures of Harry the Homicidal Homeless Dude
The voices became increasingly louder..as if many people were talking to him at once, but saying the same thing..over, and over, and over, and over again..he can't..he can' stop it! He couldn't stop this madness! These urges to terminate everything! Destroy! NO!
His first victim is dragged into the dark alleyway in which he resides in, he continuously slams a large rock against his head, causing blood to be spilled, and leak all over his bare, dirty, scabby feet. The whispers still continued to urge him on..
"Shut up!" He screamed.
"SHUT UP!! STOP IT! GO AWAY!!" He screamed at the voices that persisted to urge him to do things..crazy things..things that he would regret. But it's not possible to ignore them!
"No..I love them...NO!"
He twitched, then uncontrollably continued to walk...
His first victim is dragged into the dark alleyway in which he resides in, he continuously slams a large rock against his head, causing blood to be spilled, and leak all over his bare, dirty, scabby feet. The whispers still continued to urge him on..
"Shut up!" He screamed.
"SHUT UP!! STOP IT! GO AWAY!!" He screamed at the voices that persisted to urge him to do things..crazy things..things that he would regret. But it's not possible to ignore them!
"No..I love them...NO!"
He twitched, then uncontrollably continued to walk...