I was back in high school, walking around the building, making friends. I saw this pretty girl, she and I looked at each other, and we connected. She smiled. She was beautiful.
I walked down a dark tunnel, out of the high school, and I was suddenly in a special forces unit, rifle in my hand. My commander gave me an order. Kill all the children in the high school.
My squad and I went back into the high school, me leading. I approached some kids. I looked at them. They were helpless, defenseless. I paused for a second. Then I followed my orders. I killed them. I shot people in the hallways. Three bullets a person. After four or five, I approached the pretty girl that I had seen before.
She and I looked into each other. She smiled at me with that same beautiful smile. Then I pulled the trigger. I walked away, shooting more people as I went, until my magazine went dry. Then I woke up.
Analyze.
I walked down a dark tunnel, out of the high school, and I was suddenly in a special forces unit, rifle in my hand. My commander gave me an order. Kill all the children in the high school.
My squad and I went back into the high school, me leading. I approached some kids. I looked at them. They were helpless, defenseless. I paused for a second. Then I followed my orders. I killed them. I shot people in the hallways. Three bullets a person. After four or five, I approached the pretty girl that I had seen before.
She and I looked into each other. She smiled at me with that same beautiful smile. Then I pulled the trigger. I walked away, shooting more people as I went, until my magazine went dry. Then I woke up.
Analyze.
