Mind of Concrete

My mind. My train of thoughts. It speeds along the tracks. I hear thumping and scraping. It’s my own footsteps. They’re loud. I run in a circle. This is the 4837th one since the last time I forgot the number. I run in another circle. There's a wall. Oh! There is another wall. The third and fourth are around here too. I circle again. I have endless energy. I can’t stop running. I won’t stop. My head will blow up. I need to run. My head probably won’t really blow up. That doesn’t stop me from running. I hear something. Something very loud. My mind buzzes. What is that? It’s a voice. Of course. Not this again. I don’t understand the voice. I know what it means, though. I hear the name they gave me. I hate that name. I don't remember my real one, though. One of the walls in the room opens. Fear bubbles inside me. I run for the door. Ah!

They can see me now, and I can see them too. The train of thoughts in my mind screeches to a stop in a split second, sending sparks from its wheels. I can’t move, and try as a might, I can’t do anything at all. Time slows. I am at their mercy now; they can do anything they want to me- shoot me, go at me with a jackhammer. I’ve had those things happen to me before, and I’m not in a hurry to have it happen again. They come closer to me as the voice from before continues blaring in my head. One of them is bold; I can tell by the way he carries himself as he walks right up to me. Maybe he doesn’t know what I am capable of, and what I am willing to do.

Stay away, I growl, but I know these creatures do not understand me. He stares me down, and I stare back, for it’s the only thing I can do. His freezing gaze is the only thing keeping me from falling down in fright. My limbs are tense, ready to move the moment I can. Adrenaline eats my insides… I am terrified of them. I can only ever attack them by surprise. When they can’t see me, they can’t hurt me. I can only fight in the dark. His companions wash the floor as he stands, his brow low. I am watching his eyes. I'll break you.

Ah! Blink! You forgot to warn them. Stupid boy. I run for them. He steps back from me and shouts, for he was just out of my reach. The others of his kind jump up and their gaze pierces me. They yell at each other. They forget to keep watch on me. It is my time now.

I move. I sense one of them. I reach out. I feel his head in my arms. He yells. Then he’s quiet. He falls. One less in the world. I know what they are capable of. I hate them. I have to stop them. It doesn’t matter that I’m afraid of them. I might be the only one who can stop them. I might be the only one like me. The other two. I know where they are. The fools. They’re pounding at the door. They cry out. No one will come for them. Their own kind will leave them at the first sign of danger. Humans are like that. Monsters. I am close to them now. I will make it fast. Hush, now. Quiet comes again.