Necrosis of Tribulations

This post is "Rock Never Felt So Good" with a different packaging. Hey Mephistopheles, this one's for you.

The wind carried the stench of death. Rotting corpses lying in the mud stained with their blood. You tread past the disfigured bodies of man and beast alike. You survey the area, there are heavy casualties. Nausea finally sets in, you wonder what took it so long. No longer aware of your location, spatial abilities not responding. The world goes white.

The wind kicks up a few notches. It rattles the window panes blowing the curtains apart. The last few dregs of sunlight filter in. You wake up with a start. You know it wasn't just a dream. It was all real. No matter how much you wish otherwise. The mind sub consciously goes back to those days. You brace yourself, you know the stinging pain the memory is going to rebound with. The second hand on the clock completes its trip. Nothing. Ok, it's a trap. Doesn't feel like one though, it wouldn't take this long to snap. There is a new feeling however; something which earlier was a low buzz now rising to almost defeaning proportions.

Slip out of bed, walk outside. The wind rushes past you face, slowly carving a smile. Realization dawns. You know what is happening. Not encountered in a long time, but the feeling is familiar. The sun has long set and the darkness wraps around you like armour. No more pain, no longer afraid. A new lease on life. As you walk out, you wonder how you berated yourself as you did earlier but the thoughts don't last. No longer bound to anything, just one thing on your mind. The bloodlust is back! This time, there will be no remorse.

Slip in to the shadows, occassionally stepping out into the light to let the moonlight wash over you. A creature of the night was what you always were. You relish the new found energy which radiates like an aura on steroids. Right on cue, the music starts. Power chords reverb like a growling V8. Drums echo their staccato beats. Strands of lyrics float through your head. ...Was bist du, Doch nur ein Tier! The smile grows wider, no longer just happiness as the glint of evil in the eyes reveal. Carpe noctum baby! It feels so good to be back.