It was a good thing his sense of time and distance was already warped. He didn't notice that the scene shifted almost immediately, his mind instinctively filling in the time with mundane things like driving.
He'd been allowed in because of his job. But he didn't stop with killing only the man who'd been responsible for the office shooting. There were others in the cell, and once Mello began shooting, he kept at it, silent and cold as he vented his grief and anger and betrayal.
These were other people who had taken away loved ones. They were already on death row. Might as well speed up the fucking process.
Too bad the guards got in his way. They shouldn't have. He didn't stop, barely blinking as he shot them too, not even caring where the bullets landed.
--And then, again like a dream, and he was sure he was going crazy but didn't care, he was in his bedroom again, on the floor and sobbing hysterically. He didn't even know if he really had done all that. The world twisted with his whims and fixations and he didn't know what was real.
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Date: 2011-07-19 05:59 am (UTC)He'd been allowed in because of his job. But he didn't stop with killing only the man who'd been responsible for the office shooting. There were others in the cell, and once Mello began shooting, he kept at it, silent and cold as he vented his grief and anger and betrayal.
These were other people who had taken away loved ones. They were already on death row. Might as well speed up the fucking process.
Too bad the guards got in his way. They shouldn't have. He didn't stop, barely blinking as he shot them too, not even caring where the bullets landed.
--And then, again like a dream, and he was sure he was going crazy but didn't care, he was in his bedroom again, on the floor and sobbing hysterically. He didn't even know if he really had done all that. The world twisted with his whims and fixations and he didn't know what was real.