Bill of Human Wrongs

The sound of the man’s voice excited the animal. It was as if he’d tired of the game with Stephen. He turned charged toward the poor soul down the street. Stephen could hear the man screaming. He ran to the ladies room and went through the door.

Inside, his shock at seeing an empty room kept his mind confused. “How can this be?” He wept like a baby, his body plummeted until he sat on the floor. When there were no more tears, he looked at the gun. He raised it to his head, the idea of pulling the trigger too much for him to bear. He could no longer hear the beast outside the door, so he stood. He had to try to get back to his wife and baby. He needed to protect them from people like Eve. His hand was on the knob, it was turning. Then he quietly pulled it open.

He saw happy people in the coffee shop. He saw Eve with Ron and Christine sitting with others at a large table. He saw a fantasy driven type of design to the room. The walls, the graffiti, the old photos. Never had he seen the likes of such a place. But it was Eve that drove him to step into the strange café. It was pure hate for her that prompted him to step into the room and raise his gun, fire off a bullet to scare the people. It was Eve, the most dangerous traitor in history. And he would take her back and turn her in. He would be a hero for saving many lives. She needed to be gone so people could get back to their normal lives.