Read or Die | Drama | Short story | Insanity
Inside The Mind of a Pyromaniac (Conclusion)
Cole has completed preparations for his ultimate goal, people dying in a massive explosive fireball. Wait! Is there doubt?
How Part Five ended: 👇
My hand, the fires, destruction, hate, injury, recognition, death. This fire was recognised, but that wasn’t satisfactory enough. My hand was killing me, but I didn’t seem to mind. There was no way the last fire could have been better, but still, I found no satisfaction in it. Hate — how was I supposed to deal with all this hate? I couldn’t even think straight with the pain in my hand. It wasn’t the fact that it hurt that was killing my concentration. It was the fact that the pain didn’t seem to bother me.
Death…
Did I have to kill to satisfy? Was that it?
Fuck! I hated Dr. Ray. Fuck! My hand was killing me.
The Conclusion:
My room suddenly came into view. I had just landed on my bed from a long fall. I could still feel my bed bouncing from the impact. My eyes were wide open, but I couldn’t see a thing because all my attention was stolen by the whisper in my head.
