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ON THE WINGS OF THE NIGHT
By
Aleksandar Janjic
When David Peterson stepped out of the building, everything seemed strange. The street, the passengers, the buildings simply weren’t creating the “right” impression.
“It’s
probably because of this darn high temperature” David
thought, but he couldn’t even convince himself, let alone
us.
He
looked up. The sky was grey everywhere, but the darkest grey was
behind the church tower to the west. It looked like a giant storm
was finding it’s way towards Springleton.
It
was windy. The trees were alive and fallen leaves were flying
over the street. David put his hands in his pockets and crossed
the street.
*
In
Alissa Johnson’s bedroom something horrible was about to
happen. The parents had found out about her cutting classes and
bad grades. Now they were sitting next to her bed and she moved
to the corner, as if trying to escape. She was holding a pillow
in her hands, the small cute pillow she got as a present for her
second birthday. Looking at her in that position would make
anyone feel sorry, except her parents.
“Honey”
her mother said in a silent voice “you have to talk to us.
What’s wrong?”
“Nothing’s
wrong… I… I… OK, I did cut a few classes, but it’s
no big deal, really, all the kids in my class do it occasionaly…”
“You
stupid bitch!” her father interrupted. “Just because
everyone else is doing it, doesn’t mean it’s good! You
pathetic little moron! I despise you!”
“Honey,
take it easy, please…”
“You
shut up, too, you old whore! You’re no better than this
perverted scum of our daughter! I feel sorry for you, you
ramblomatic bloody idiot!”
“Ramblomatic??
What the hell was that suppose to mean? You insult like sissy! I
bet you’re gay!”
“No
I’m not.”
“Shut
up!”
“OK.”
“Hey
look, our little daughter escaped!”
“Screw
her.”
“Don’t
you think we were a bit hard on her? I mean, she’s only
three years old.”
“Hey,
speaking of hard… Since she left, now we’re
alone in here and we can have sex!”
“Cool
idea! But I have a better one: Let’s beat the crap out of
each other.”
“Great,
let’s do it!”
Having
said that, the father (we will call him Jason for the remainder
of this document) hit his wife (Sandra) in the eye, using his
left fist. She flew through the room and hit the bookcase,
bringing it down right on her head.
“Good
move” she said, removing tons of knowledge from her back.
Now she pulled a shotgun from her pocket and pointed it at him.
“You
know that old saying: It never rains around here, but I’m
gonna blow your head off!”
“You
don’t have the balls to shoot!”
“Oh
yeah?”
She
fired a 1265347 shots straight in his chest. But he was too fast.
Using that Bullet Time™ effect he slowed down the time, and
then walked through the forest of bullets with a pipe in his
mouth. When he reached her, the Bullet Time stopped, the bullets
went through the window and killed some innocent children on the
street.
“Hey,
you killed some innocent children on the street!” he said.
“No,
I didn’t! They are not dead, they are undead!”
And
really, in a few moments a great number of children vampires were
knocking at the door. But Jason and Sandra didn’t care. They
had to kill each other.
Sandra
whistled. Out of their bedroom their pet, pig Genghis-Khan,
appeared. It was a very weird name for a pig, because it was
female. Hahahahahaha! Anyway, Genghis-Khan was a nice pig. She
was sleeping in bed with Jason and Sandra. They claimed just
because they sleep with their pig, doesn’t mean they have
sex with her.
So,
the pig approached Sandra and stood by her side. Really, she stood.
She put her front leg around Sandra’s shoulder. From this
perspective it was easily the tallest pig in the entire Universe.
She was about three meters (or almost seven feet, if you hate
metric system) taller than Sandra.
“What
the f***???” Jason said. “You’re not going to turn
my favorite pig against me, are you?”
“Shut
up, asshole!” said the pig, put a hat on her head and
suddenly two pistols appeared in her… (what?)… Anyway,
she was holding two guns. And therefore, Jason was at gunpoint.
THE
END