There was something in the way she moved, I noticed from the first day I met her.
She was something too wild for this bland world, full of half-smiles and dead eyes. Her green eyes blurred all the red flags.
I stopped seeing red and instead saw green. And we all know green means go.
I was young but I had known better than to fall in love before a disaster. I had known better than to fall in love with a disaster.
She's a toxin in my blood.
She's a dangerous aneurysm in my brain.
She's an inoperable tumour on my spine.
I can't get her out of my system. She's everywhere.
Everywhere.
-A-
It was wrong, I knew that. But I also knew that I had too much debt to pay off to care about casualties.
The acts I do now, I do without taking joy in.
Well, maybe a little.
I can't help it. None of us can.
Once we are in the program, we start killing. Like a machine, we kill. Without so much as a flicker of guilt, we do it because we had to.
But it was addicting.