Madness is merry and merriment is might, for when the jester comes calling at night! I picked up my beloved love's body carefully and dumped her into the fire pit, where in the old times of this forsaken factory, was used to destroy useless items. I grinned, god the feeling was just so good! It ran through my body just like blood runs through my veins. I needed more before this night ends! More more more! Oh joy! I went out, slipping on my hoody and black mask, I ran out an let the darkness of the night engulf me. I came up to a small 24/7 shift town shop. Poor guy who ever had the bad timing to work here today. But I dont work for justice against politics, I just came to kill and today this place has been chosen. I had to be quick, the police was probably on my tail now. But I can get just one more before taking a good night's nap. I entered and a old man saluted, with a creepy grin. It confused me and I took my knife out, my eyes going insane and the always there smile becoming larger. But he did not flinch, he just stared and stared. He seem to look into my soul... I did not pay attention to it and just continued the job, focusing on the feeling. But then everything burst to flames and the old man laughed. A sick, twisted coarse laugh, it haunts me to this day, I could never forget it. Then darkness...Darkness as I fell to what seemed a bottomless pit.