Beasts of fury

Chapter 5: mental break down

On Dec 9 I was still in the lab prison... Few months later I lost my memory and got it back... Over and over. I remembered I got my memory back after a few months and then I started to go crazy. I started smashing doors and then the gas got to me and I woke up a few months later...

It's been a hard year... That year.

I only remembered lights going off, hard sounds next to me and then I felt someone drag me out. The next day I woke up in a field next to a small river.

I wanted to stand up but my legs didn't want to move. I laid there for days, slowly getting energy. 

My eyes burned from the sun's light. I slowly stood up and got myself to drink water. I am not proud of the next few days. I hunted and tried to survive trying to find some kind of city, what I found was a cabin in the woods. 

A couple lived there... Probably a romantic getaway. I tried being nice but they were so evil. Well one thing leads to another and I killed them. I lived comfortably for about four weeks when the cops stopped here. 

Two officers stepped out and knocked on the door, one came around to the side and saw the two bodies. I saw what he was looking at and I crashed through the window landing on him killing him with my fists.

The other officer shot me and called in for back up. I ran through the bushes and up the tree. I went with speed like no other. 

I looked at the officer, how he was searching around and didn't know where I went. Twenty minutes later, three police cars stopped here and six officers started to look for me. One of them had a k9 unit. 

One by one I killed them, jumping down from tree tops and climbing up the trees again. Jumping from tree to tree until I felt a burn and heard about four shots, I fell to the ground and started to panic. I ran to the officer and jumped on his chest feeling every shot. I killed him and played dead on his body. Four officers came close, one touched my neck feeling for a heart beat. I jumped up with speed unknown to mankind and I punched the officer so hard he went  flying back and fell against the other two officers. One was still standing and shot me with a damn shotgun three times before I got him down. I killed him by breaking his neck. The other officer called in for back up but before he could finish his sentence I pushed my nails deep in his neck. I didn't realise I could do that, I pulled my nails out and looked at my nails hearing the operator in the background asking the officer if he was okay. I ran away. Two hours later I was standing on a mountain, it was already night time. I saw flashing blue lights and police sirens in the distance.  It felt good in a bad way... I was a monster, I felt like a demon.