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Casefile no: EL – 666, Monologue of a Madman

Warning: The fictional short contain mature themes, violence, death, sex, and murder. Reader discretion is HIGHLY advised.

It’s been a few weeks since we’ve last spoken, but your scent still lingers in my memory. Your smile and the way you fidgeted with your watch when you first spoke to me, still haunt my memory.

You see, I never forgot that day.

I never forgot how your white coat slipped off your shoulders nor how you elegantly tied up your hair, exposing your delicate neck. I never forgot how your mouth moved when you said my name.

And to this day, I still reminisce how soft your hand was when you offered it to mine.

Ah, life is fleeting.

I know that you had been playing with my heart—leaving your windows open at night so I can watch. I know how you sigh in your sleep. I know which drink you take. I know what you care about, your passions, your past.

Watch but don’t touch, they say.

I know all about you.

Though you may not know everything about me, other than what I made you believe.

You see, all this could have been avoided if you listened to me. All this pain and heartbreak could not have happened if you did not betray me so. But when I found you with him, I could not control this madness that overwhelmed my senses.

How dare he take liberties on you when it all should have been me! He did not deserve you so. I did not deserve this so.

So know this, all that I did was because I felt a deep passion for you. For you were the only one that I would go through all this trouble for.

And now I cradle you here in my arms—still and cold, as your deep blue eyes held mine. Know that I did this because you provoked me so. And I would still remember your voice when you screamed my name and how those tears glistened against your cheeks.

Ah, how life is so fragile.

As those white lab coat men take me away again, know that you have been the only one. Those impostors could not compare to you. For you were the only one who listened to me. Who felt the same way I did!

So, know this. You will forevermore live in my memories. As a companion. As a voice of reason. As an extension of me.

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