Sarah Mileski

The Desolation Of Sanity

Well this is… unfortunate, I think as I examine the blood stains splattered across the walls. I sigh and take a sip of my drink, feeling the heat as it goes down. It's always a good day for a drink when you have to put an axe through a man's face. I take another swig and pull out the cigarette I had tucked behind my ear. Out of all the things that could have brought the apocalypse it had to be this! I think pulling matches out of my backpack to spark up my smoke. I begin to wander around the house to collect anything useful. Wilted flowers, old dishes in a china set... Goddamn does this house have anything useful? My eyes fall on a sword hung on the wall. Hell yea, now we’re talkin I think reaching up yanking it off the wall. I wander back over to the man's corpse and stare for a moment before yanking my axe out of his forehead, watching as the blood slowly oozes out.Gross, I think putting my cigarette out on his face before walking out of the house.