maskormenace | 07 ⚜ Text

[Crane considers the test sample of the previous week. Saturday night at De Chima University. It was not the size of the group that had made his data bright with promise. It was the knowledge gained. How imPort and native alike fought and struggled against fear and panic. Learning that they chose to deliberately hurt each other, rather than accept either. It hastened his heartbeat with the thrill of discovery. Yes, discovery and the thrill of watching them tear themselves apart. Crushing them under his thumb and subjecting them to his power.

He wouldn't have ruled out striking another night, either. Most of the students were the typical kind; stay out late, drink hard, throw your lives out with the cigarettes and bottles. Not unlike the undergraduates of his youth, then. But there had been a point to terrorizing the swearing-in. Fear was not just about how many people he could hold under his thumb. It was about who. The people they were and the monster whose mantle he wore. That's the reason for his other name today.

There are no pleasantries. He doesn't say hello.]

How are you doing these days, imPorts?

I don't mean to disturb you, but I'm sure you're wondering if I'm guilty as accused.

You're wondering if truth avails, perhaps? You'll have to learn both the hard way, I'm afraid.

Whoever created that fog wanted you to see that your fears are hollow; shadows that dwell between the emotion and the response. They were simply trying to loosen you up a bit. That's my professional opinion. Still, how awful this treatment must have been for you all...

Now. I'm afraid I'm going to ask you some questions. All in the interests of science, of course! Tell me what you saw. Detail the nature of the thoughts that flooded your mind. Report the emotions you felt. I'm here to help.

[There's one other, final message.]

To those who spoke of pre-emptive action; I find you all hypocrites.

Life is about choices. You made yours when you chose not to say a word.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have work that must be done. Gotta earn my keep and all that.

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[Yawn. What does he care about threats?]

Good for you.

Now answer the second question.

[ What second question? Single-minded isn't even the word.

Scrolling back.

Oh. ]

you hurt my friends

i hurt you back . thats not murder

[ That's what he does, he thinks. The closest thing to justice that he understands. Grey doesn't really know how to explain that; words were never his strong point. ]

The law would disagree with you.

But it's nice to see you're hypocritical like most here. Are you truly so scared of accepting the consequences of your actions? That you would twist the laws of this world? How arrogant of you.

i dont care

[ Was that unclear? There's no sense in his mind that he's trying to avoid taking responsibility. If they want to lock him up for doing the right thing, that's fine by him. ]

they can call it murder

i call it fair .

You believe in doing the right thing, then? By your own code?

I believe in that too.

[The implication being what a self-centered shit this person is.]

no

i believe you hurt thomas .

[ It's not advanced enough to be a code. It's an eye for an eye. That's all. ]

you think that was right ?

Why ask me? You take no interest in my opinion.

Why do you condemn a man without evidence?

because its true .

And I would say it's true that I didn't do anything.

Where's your evidence?

[Evidence or gtfo. This is just being done out of sadistic delight, now.]

you said

" one would think I'd hurt you and not your friend "

you said you hurt my friend . its enough .

That statement is no admission to an offense. It was a conditional argument without 'if' in paranthesis.

not when you said it .

Well, I can't say delusional minds like yours aren't prone to believing whatever suits them on the day.

you did it . i dont believe you

[ But the police might. They’d want proof. Evidence. Without those things, they wouldn’t act, and there’d never be justice at all. ]

i’ll find you .

Oh, that's fine. I won't be hanging around long, anyway.

yes

you should run .

then you might feel safe .

[Crane? Fleeing in terror?

Nope.]

Who said I plan on running?

Don't you understand? I'm not scared of you. I've just got to get back to my work.

We'll see .

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