Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”
There are bad people out there. There are people out there who would be dismissed as Snidely Whiplash ripoffs if they were written into works of fiction. As it happens, I've met some of these people.
The first time I saw true evil was around four years ago. I had a girlfriend, Addie, and she was ripped apart by birds. There was nothing I could have done.
I was driving with her, taking her to a movie, and we saw a man by the side of the road, his face covered by a mask. This was around the time two convicts escaped from MCC Chicago, so we were both feeling pretty on-edge. Besides, hitchhikers in weird masks aren't a good sign under the best of circumstances. We sped up.
He lifted his mask, and birds came out. I was so horrified and confused, the car crashed into a tree while I was staring at the masked man. The car was wrecked so badly that the birds were able to get in on Addie's side. They tore her to pieces.
The masked man started to walk forward. I slammed the car into reverse, and somehow, it was still working. It slammed into the masked man with a surprising amount of force.
He survived. I drove. I tried to forget what had happened.
I failed.
Did that day mean anything to the Faceless Bastard? I don't think so, and it stings so much worse this way.
- Poe
