Hi guys,

The first time I ever enjoyed being alert at 11PM at night and felt my engines (systems) running like crazy the next day after that (4AM), I know I'm not cut off to be a daylight person. I don't know why I suddenly felt like sharing this random fact to you guys, but this is true; I think and write better at night and on unholy hours of the morning. So many things divert my attention away from writing during the day, and I've accepted (gladly embraced) 9PM onwards as my prime hour.

So here's a drabble I made while waiting for my downloads to finish.

I grasp the cold gun, panting hard as I fled the burning building. There was nobody in sight, but still, I kept my guard. I heard footfalls deliriously walking to me, the direction of its sound drowned by the havoc in my system. I couldn’t think straight, my feet raced my body to some place I cannot decipher anymore. Sweat mixed with the metallic taste of blood dripped from my forehead to the center of my chapped mouth. I felt numb; my body turned to another alley, but I have no direction. The people after me knew this, and their overpowering danger lingered in the air, suffocating me…

“You shouldn’t run, Jiyong. The others will be here soon.”

His voice racketed through my ears; his sweet almost angelic voice mocked me as I felt my knees gave out.

Angelic, I chuckled darkly at the thought.

Exhaustion took over my system, and controlled the urge to drift into unconsciousness. The angel stood before me, his hands reached for me.

That’s when I gave out; I slid into nothingness, thinking about the angelic and soothing voice the devil himself used.

“Rest now, Jiyong. The others will be here… soon.”

--Word Count: 196 words.

I don't think it turned out great but... yeah well that's my first time.

October 26, 2012

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