Kenopsia - Chapter 46: Chapter 46
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I sat on my ass on top of the building near my school that I usually climbed.
I don't know what to do with my life.
I unfolded my little map, as if it would give me an answer.
Even now there are many places I haven't visited, I never set foot in a hotel, in the two nearest hospitals to me, in the other cop places, in the other restaurants, in the other parks, in many homes, down in the metro, in the ferry station, in the water filtering building, the prison, the bank.... There is so much left....
I stood up, grabbing the rifle I had with me and put a foot up on the ledge, aiming up with the scope, I had nothing better to do then make sure I kept my skills sharp, I was just not motivated to do anything to help make my survival easier so I aimed off to the city to the left of mine at there were no buildings in the way of my shots.
I pulled the trigger, watching the bullet smash up the concrete to the left of a husk on the road.
I gently moved and fired again, this time hitting it.
I sighed, it was far but even so I couldn't feel happy.... My father had taught me...
I rubbed my face with a sigh, shooting a few more, missing a few more before I left to go home.
I climbed the wall again and hopped inside.
I frowned at the spot that was still bloody from the fish remains, I'd need to clean that up too soon... Yay....
I cracked my fingers but only my pointer and middle ones did, another disappointment, this world only has that in store for me huh? Disappointment upon disappointment.
I have nothing better to do then exercises maybe? Boring old math.
I entered the building and went to the classroom, pulling one of the old dusty math books out and flipping to a page I could actually understand.
It felt odd to be reading math equations again but also.... Normal.
I wrote on the blackboard, I never thought I'd be happy to do math once but this distracts my mind and reminds me of old.... I wish the old was back.
Tho I did give up after thirty minutes.
So I was doodling on the blackboard, doodling the ugly husks that messed up my life.
Each one uglier then the next.
How dare they exist?
"I know how you fuckers infect and what is in your blood but I am no action movie hero.... I will never know the answers to my other questions.... I will never find a cure.... I will never find anything." I said angrily as I picked up Whiskers who was rubbing against my legs, carrying him in my arms.
I sat on the teacher's desk and in creaked of unused sounds, first time carrying weight in four years.
I don't know what to do with my life.
I unfolded my little map, as if it would give me an answer.
Even now there are many places I haven't visited, I never set foot in a hotel, in the two nearest hospitals to me, in the other cop places, in the other restaurants, in the other parks, in many homes, down in the metro, in the ferry station, in the water filtering building, the prison, the bank.... There is so much left....
I stood up, grabbing the rifle I had with me and put a foot up on the ledge, aiming up with the scope, I had nothing better to do then make sure I kept my skills sharp, I was just not motivated to do anything to help make my survival easier so I aimed off to the city to the left of mine at there were no buildings in the way of my shots.
I pulled the trigger, watching the bullet smash up the concrete to the left of a husk on the road.
I gently moved and fired again, this time hitting it.
I sighed, it was far but even so I couldn't feel happy.... My father had taught me...
I rubbed my face with a sigh, shooting a few more, missing a few more before I left to go home.
I climbed the wall again and hopped inside.
I frowned at the spot that was still bloody from the fish remains, I'd need to clean that up too soon... Yay....
I cracked my fingers but only my pointer and middle ones did, another disappointment, this world only has that in store for me huh? Disappointment upon disappointment.
I have nothing better to do then exercises maybe? Boring old math.
I entered the building and went to the classroom, pulling one of the old dusty math books out and flipping to a page I could actually understand.
It felt odd to be reading math equations again but also.... Normal.
I wrote on the blackboard, I never thought I'd be happy to do math once but this distracts my mind and reminds me of old.... I wish the old was back.
Tho I did give up after thirty minutes.
So I was doodling on the blackboard, doodling the ugly husks that messed up my life.
Each one uglier then the next.
How dare they exist?
"I know how you fuckers infect and what is in your blood but I am no action movie hero.... I will never know the answers to my other questions.... I will never find a cure.... I will never find anything." I said angrily as I picked up Whiskers who was rubbing against my legs, carrying him in my arms.
I sat on the teacher's desk and in creaked of unused sounds, first time carrying weight in four years.
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