At three o' clock every day he used to walk past by the school, he did it so often it simply became his ritual. Just to watch the children play, he never did anything just three o' clock came along, and he had to go. He walked past by the children and they did not know, the parents did not know, about his thoughts about staring at them, harming them, and finally taking them. He treated them as if they were all the same, all little devils marching in his head, going towards his unholy bed.
Then Adam went home ate some take out, because facing the world to get groceries sickened him. He watched some of the news on t.v. and watched in awe when a kidnap case came on, but also was disgusted with his lustful gratification from it. He used to sleep like a infant, but woke up at three in the morning every night horrified from his thoughts earlier that day. Adam was diseased, and he knew it well, but three o'clock rolled around and he had to go and watch them play.
Adam one day stared at the chair and noose, knowing that if he did not do it today the beast inside of him will be let loose. He wrote a sentence on a piece of paper "good bye cruel world, love a monster". Three o'clock rang on his clock, but Adam did not go for his body was hard as a rock. He stayed there for hours, weeks, and eventually one month.
Adam then became the talk of the town, no one knew why he left life down. They all gossiped, and made their own theories, about his death. Some say he killed himself because of a lover, some said it was because he was gay, others that he was just sad and that was his way. Three o'clock rolls around, and now Brian walks around, same beast different form. A battle of wills, and a crown of thorns. Brian walks by and the children do not know, and the parents do not know, about his thoughts. Evil replaces evil, and good just stands by, I just hope no one gets hurt as Brian walks by.
