It's 10pm, Friday, today was our last day in school, our
last final exam, freedom is in the air, and boy, we gonna
get loose tonight!
The feeling is great, I mean, thats it, no more no-life,
sitting, studying my ass off, no more getting pissed off by
teachers.
Me, my girlfriend Angel and my best bud Ben are en route to
one of the best clubs in town - "The Soul Shrine" and we're
gonna party there like there's no tomorrow.

Around 10:25pm, we've arrived at the club, it looks like
there're at least 500 people here, crowded I'd say.
Anyway, things have started getting all nice, the DJ started
spinning up some CDs, great rhythm, I felt like going to the
dance floor and loosen myself
right there but Ben urged us to take a few shots of tequila
first, and to be honest, I'm not really a drinker, but
occasionally yeah, sure why not,
and this is an occasion so lets go for it.
1st shot, 2nd...I started matching Ben's phase and I reached
the... 25th shot...I'll be damned, never meant to reach 25
shots, but what the heck, I felt like I could make it and
could never give up, I won the shot match as Ben couldn't
take it anymore after the 20th shot, Angel didn't really
like drinking and thought we're
making fools of ourselves even though its an occasion.
But heck, an occasion is an occasion.

As Angel went out to the WC, Ben asked if I'd like to try
out something new, something that'll really loosen me up,
naively, I said "Sure, bring it on." , he got two yellow
pills out of
his pocket, put it in his mouth and swallowed instantly, he
urged me to do the same, and again naively, "Sure, whatever
you say."
I put the pill in my mouth and did the same, at first, it
didn't seem to have any effect at all but then I felt
everything becoming sharp, I felt myself floating in
thin air, I could feel the music, I could feel time slows
down, then I've seen this guy, he seemed familiar - short,
thin, red hair, square face talking to Angel, it looked as
she had a smile on her face,
like she's having a conversation with him, she's getting
closer and closer to him at variable speed, the music
sounded as if it was pitched down, colors started getting
inverted,
there was a smile on both faces, the red haired guy and
Angel, that instant I felt a strong feeling of betrayel, I
felt its wrong and I must fix anything that is wrong
then a burst of rage I could not withhold, I couldn't
control myself that moment, I grabbed a glass from the
table, knocked it on the table to make it sharp-edged,
instantly leaped on both Angel and the red
haired guy and started stabbing everything around me with
the glass, blood everywhere, and then my sight has faded to
utter blackness.

The next day I woke up in a hospital with cops asking me
questions about last night, I didn't remember much of it, I
told what I could remember which wasn't really much,
I found out that Angel is dead and the red headed guy, which
was Ben, in a comma.
I commited homocide with no remorse, without second thought
that moment, it just seemed right, everything seemed right.

That night I murdered my soul, I killed my Angel, I killed
my love, I killed.
No remorse.
No compassion.

I managed to sneak away from my room at night, ran for the
hospital's rooftop, I stand there, looking down, ten stories
down, tears, thoughts about last night, missing bits of
memory,
but the facts remain - I killed my Angel, Ben lies in comma.
More tears.

Staring down, more tears, my heart aches, my head aches, my
soul burns, life has no meaning anymore.

I fall down.