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 Well its been a few weeks.Now the voices are back. they are getting strounger, louder as time goes by.no fighting them pain they infleck is in bareable. i tell them no to jus leave me alone they laugh mocking me.the sounnd of a hunderd voices at once. drives me insaine. draining my soul of spirt. makes my head feel as though it'll spilt in half. sgeezeing my head in a vice. pain blinds me.   Please make it stop . i scream laughter is all i hear booming. but one voice         you know what you have to do to please us.                                                                                                         no not again please? no more killing please? tears fell my eyes. as the gripp tightens                                               OH BUT YOU MUST. YOU MADE A PROMISE TO US AND YOU MUST FELL IT!                                                       ok if i must anything just make it stop                                                                                                                         we will tell you who jus follow what we say . yes yes ..                                                                                           grabing my coat and axe i head to the door.i 'll go on this search once more.my thoughts all twisted can't even see straight.my pain still thight on my skull.in to the fridged night i go.searching my seach for the next life to fall.            stop here and wait  we know he is here.  they tell me. doing what they say i crouch down in an ally way. across the street is a bar well know to many as trouble. not worried at all. my voices keep me calm.it seems like housrs i lay in wait.steam coming from my nostreils like a brama bull in a cartoon. numb from the cold. there he is get ready . don't kill him just yat. knock he out drag his sorry ass to that abandend house on the coroner. i did as i was told stand up straight truning the axe to the blunt end. i stated to follow .getting up close he didn't even hear me coming. i hit him in the back of his head. down like a ton of bricks he went .to easy i thought. hurry they tell me get him in threr fast. dont want any one to see you. stooped down throughing him over my shoulder . i took him to the house .                           once in side i found the basement door kicking it open went down the steps. place him against that wall they say . hurry. he may wake soon. tie his hand to the pipa over head now . looking around i found an old cord i did what i was told.      wake him. I SAID WAKE HIM                                     ok ok .                                                                   slaping the man in face  several times . droggy he finnally looks up . what  WHAT THE HELL WHERE AM I.  the pain is back stounger than before . gripping my head with both hands as hard as i could  no relife . the voices all of them at once said . DO IT NOW YOU KNOW WHAT YOU MUST .letting go of my head i pick up the axe . the man still yelling cursing. i never even heard a word. all the voices saw to it . shut up  SHUT  UP DAMN IT.  thats good  . now listen . and the man did .i have to do this i jus want to see whats inside of you. it ll only hurt for a minute. the man screamed when he saw my axe rise. frist hit was to the groin.  howls of pain came from him                                                             aaaaah stop it take it like a mean and stop the crying.        i tell him. raiseing the axe again. second time i swing right through his gut ripping him open. laughing as his intrails hit the floor. he gasp for air i swing again  this time takeing  a legg then both of his arms .. slumped up against the wall still half a live how i don t even know it pissed them off . the voices   want me to take off your head now ... the mans eyes rolling in the back of head . muttered fuck you.      i swung with a ll my might . smacking him sqare in the theeth. fragmants flying . ripping on through his jaw bone. taking off the top.                                                                                                                                                      standing over top stairing. had a wicked little grin on lips   i uttered the words my live is pian . picking up my axe i finsh the job . thrity more wakes  breathless  i said the word once more my life is pain. all is still now dripping with blood and gore. my peace has come at last.