chapter 13

He was tired, very tired, it finally dawned on him that he hadn’t slept in weeks, the bags under his eyes were returning with a vengeance. His old apartment seemed like a good place to sleep, he wondered calmly if it would be in the same condition. He walked down the darkened streets, it was about two A.M. and this was a dangerous city. Two blocks away from Globo-chem, and about twenty-three blocks from his old apartment, he saw a shadow out of the corner of his eye. A rather skinny man clad in black clothes stepped out of an alley with a knife in his hand. “give me your money or I swear to god I’ll gut you like a fish!” he said angrily, Sid stopped in his tracks, he wasn’t scared, on the contrary he seemed amused “oh?” he said “do you know who I am?” he asked in a joking manner “I don’t give two fucks who you are if you don’t empty your pockets I’ll tear you to shreds!!!”. Sid, feeling playful, slapped the man lightly to piss him off.
“You think I’m kidding asshole?!” the mugger said, he then attempted to stab Sid, who dodged it effortlessly and delivered another light slap to really rile him up.”Motherfucker!” he yelled at the top of his lungs and made several lunges each one missed and met with a little slap, “okay” Sid said calmly “I’m done playing with you” with that, he deftly reached out, and ripped the muggers eye straight out. Blood shot out in spurts as he screamed his lungs out. Sid held the eye by the long ropy stem and had it go back and forth like a pendulum “you are getting bloody, very bloody HAHAHAHAHA” he laughed maniacally, by this time the mugger was limping away leaving a trail of blood. “I’m not done with you yet” Sid said as he grabbed the mugger by the head and slammed it into a wall making the man fall to the ground, he stumbled to his feet again.
He grabbed the hand that’s holding the knife and bent his index finger back until you could hear the bone snapping, the man lost his grip on the knife, Sid then grabbed it and stabbed the man in the stomach. This caused him to slide down the wall until he was sitting on the ground bleeding and coughing, “well, it’s been fun, but I need to go to bed” Sid said, crouching down to his level “besides, I have work in the morning, maybe if you had a fucking job you wouldn’t have ended up a pile of dead on the sidewalk.” And with that, Sid ran the blade quickly across the man’s jugular. Going on his merry way with a spring in his step, leaving the knife embedded in the man’s other eye.