Well well, watched "Suspect Zero" juz now.. cool. Interesting storyline.. as in.. ya.. when Humans intervene with Humans....
Hmmmm... it's scary really. Imagine that ur job's to get into some really wrong brains... Understand how they work, see what they see (1st-hand). Cool right (Heroic music starts in the background)? GRRrrrrr.... i bet u'd be going "lemme at them! Lemme At THEM!!!"
Sure... say.. go ahead. Only that there're thousands.. maybe millions of them.. and what? 5 of you? Genius.
U concentrate on this guy... and that person runs off (realized that i'm back on the sensitive topic on Why Are Serial Killers Generally Termed As 'Guys'?) and u turn around, *gosh* Could have help tht poor soul. >.<
The emotional turmoil, the mental torture... The suffering and pain that one will have to bear... *MeEp*
"Just shoot. Help me turn it off. I don't know how to turn it off! PLEase... Please Help me...F***ING TURN IT OFF!!"
Yupz... well spoken, well thought. But too bad. You're an ex-agent now, and nobody believes you. They put you in the nuthouse... and place everything sharp and pointy away from you. "Only Soft Edged Paper and Charcoal Allowed." screams from your remarks' column. Ohh geez.. well... why don't we... And the nightmare starts again.
You can't help it.. It's your profession. Your burden and responsibility to bear... "When does the truth gets mixed with the lies?" Perhaps... there'd be someone out there who sees.. who understands... who can finally tune that nightmarish frequency out.
Till then my dear friend, lights out. By the way, pills for the headache's just by the table.
Adieu~
No comments:
Post a Comment