ANIMALS

It's always night here, cloudy days darken the city and few people walk along the streets.

I dare my way, dodging potholes in the sidewalk and shadows that flood the avenue, my only protection the hammer that used to work.

Walls full of meaningless graffiti, peeling plaster, an air of abandonment and dismay takes over everything.

On the branch of a tree, an ominous bird destroys with it's claws an insect that tries to escape. In the background, the sound of a car passing in the distance.

And soon after, footsteps.

On the other sidewalk, an attractive woman is hurriedly walking. Courageous. So many dangers and so many threats suffocate this place and this moment. But people move, come back from undignified jobs, break up with their lovers, seek medicine or drink, go mad, leave their homes without love.

Dark city and menacing atmosphere. Fine and icy drizzle. I cross the street running, seek shelter under the marquees.

In the courtyard of the wooden house, the dog growls and barks at the cat cornered between him and the gate, both looking full of anger, or fear.

Some lightning illuminates puddles. At the curb, the small rodent's carcass appears to be moving, but is only being devoured by the worms.

The hurried woman is now absently fingering her cell phone, oblivious to the rest, standing under the entrance to the silent office building.

I use the hammer to hit her on the head, the blood sprays and paints the world red. She falls and I drag her to the vacant lot beside the building.

She struggles, convulses, makes strange sounds, her mouth foams nonstop. This is a violent Earth, unpleasant things happen constantly, it is necessary to be alert to avoid the evil that reigns here.

The drizzle turns to light rain, muffling the moans of the girl stretched out in the bushes where I threw her.

I lean over her, cover her nose and mouth with my hand, whisper in her ear asking her not to make any noise, calm down, let the heat envelop her, everything around here is very sad, lonely and dangerous.

She has regained consciousness, looks at me in deep terror, and then viciously bites my neck, ripping off a piece of flesh.

Everything else is struggle, hatred, pain and annihilation.

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