Questioning Thy Sanity

Wondering who we are? So are we.

I wonder how this is gonna end.

I wonder if this is even real or just a dream?

That guy's blood sure felt real.

So did our blood.

That knife.

The ground.

The people.

The city.

It's all so medieval.

They say the year is 1312. They say we're insane. That we should be an I. But I am an I.

But I'm here as well, the idiots.

But yet, here we are. 

Wearing clothes from the 21st century.

Are they wrong?

Or are we? That's ridiculous. How could we imagine cigarettes? Grand Theft Auto? Devil May Cry? Final Fantasy? It would take a colony of insanity to create all those and make them seem so naturally sane.

But how did we get here?

And why now? In the midst of all this chaos?

It doesn't matter. I don't care for their stories. There was no need to kill her. They might be heroes but he's dying. They all are if necessary. 

We really are insane if we think one knife can kill them all.

You forget, technically, we are insane. Alex. We are going to gut them all.

For once, I agree with you Magner.

I'm tired, I'll resume my work when you catch up with them.

Deal.

Magner withdraws into our shared space in our mind.

I look down on this city whose name we refuse to acknowledge. This isn't our home.

I look around for that symbol.

A purple rose with a white stem. I'll follow him and corner him. Then Magner will get to work.

We're so suspicious with our 'foreign' clothing, we've resorted to the rooftops for our search.

Alex. By the baker's shop. The boy. He was down there with us in that cell and now he's sporting the rose.

I got it.

I pick my route and run. I hop from our current roof to the next, run along it's slanted roof until I'm level with the church and grab on to the cross.

We smile as the boy sees us. No one else has noticed us. 

We want him to run. This is a message. No escape.

He runs faster than I expected him to.

No matter. Just get going.

I move like a ninja. Rooftop to rooftop. I duck into a building to make him think we lost him. As he walks by, I grab him by the shoulder and spin him around.

"How's it going kid?"

"Yeah, little rose bearer now aren't you, you little piece of s**t."

"What's the matter with you?"

"We're considered insane."

"Rather strange, considering you're the one that thinks they're gonna survive."

"Now Magner, calm down."

"He brought it on himself."

I pull out the knife and Alex attempts to restrain me.

"I can't hold him off for long. Make a choice. Tell us where he's at or die."

"He's a hero! Why does he need to die?!" he cries.

"Why did that girl need to die?"

"She shouldn't have been the guard that night. He let you go."

"I don't recall it going that way kid. Maybe you're the one that's insane."

"Yeah, if I recall, I cut off one of his fingers when he killed her, and you knocked us out with a brick."

"He said you were insane, and anything you saw wasn't affection, but hatred."

"So it wasn't our fault?"

"Man, I feel so much better. Let's kill him."

Alex takes the knife and flips it in the air.

"I'll do the honors, Magner."

"Go right ahead."

"Please don't. I'm my family's only hope for food."

"Then talk. Or die. I rarely see Alex like this but when he gets this way he'll slaughter a planet."

"I'll never tell you!" the idiot screams.

"Death and Chaos." we whisper.

We slice his throat and disappear in the time it takes for his blood to hit the ground.

We run along the shadows, and watch the roses gather around their blossoming flower turned into a corpse.

Do you think he was right? I thought she and I were getting along pretty well.

You can't imagine a first kiss, Magner. We may have gotten here on accident but that was no accident.

It felt nice. Really nice.

I know it did bud. I was happy for you. There's no way that didn't happen.

She was the first one to believe we're just two people in one body.

That girl was a strange but good one.

He's going to die.

Horrifically.

Author's Note

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