chapter 7

Sid stood looking out the window, waiting for the lifeless thing that was once George to get up, flash him the bird, and walk away. Of course this never happened, instead he saw as a crowd of sheep started to gather around the cadaver, he started to get a bad feeling when one of them pulled out a phone. He knew the police were on their way and the sooner he was gone the better. He walked out the door, slamming it shut as he went and strolled casually down the stairs. He walked out the front door of the apartment and the brilliant light of a new day burned his eyes.
He walked down the sidewalk a little faster than usual, though not fast enough to be noticed. His sunken eyes a little more alert that usual, darting back and forth through the city streets. He noticed a lot of things whilst doing this, he noticed for one, that there is a man who always stands outside a dark alleyway always keeping watch. He thought to himself what was in that alley but decided he was better off not knowing.
It seemed almost like the city that always towered overhead knew about what he did, about what he’d been doing. It almost felt like the city was angry at him; he couldn’t shake the feeling of paranoia he got every time he looked up at the buildings, so full of windows. His walking got faster and his thinking got increasingly more frantic, he could hear his brain screaming, he couldn’t stop it if he tried. Everything started getting darker and seemed to move with a life and rhythm of its own. He looked back, his apartment was on fire, but so was everything else, the buildings, the people, the cop car driving toward him.
He scanned his environment quickly and found a relatively close alleyway which he proceeded to duck into, it was a dank, moist alley way which sucked all happiness out of him. His walk instantly slowed after entering this alleyway, he kept walking though he had a feeling he knew why it felt so weird in here. Unfortunately, he was right, after about half a mile he fell motionless on the cold ground.