It's strange to think this elevator was going to be my first means of escape. It moved so slowly. I would take the stairs, but someone would probably suspect something if they saw an insanely happy man carrying a nail gun going down them. I But soon, he would get what he deserved. The elevator doors slid open and a young couple now stood before me.

"Good afternoon. I mean, excuse me" I mumbled in their general direction. I looked up at them. They weren't looking at me. The man tried to glance up, but the woman prevented him. They whispered frantically to each other. I managed to maneuver myself by the obviously freaked out couple. stepped out of the elevator and immediately sank down into the plush carpet. God, this place was too nice for that bastard Kenny. The doors started to close and the couple started to speak at a higher volume.

" Wow, that guy was crazy." The man said. I managed to catch his gaze at the last second when the doors closed. They should know what I'm doing, but I can't tell them. They would think it's monstrous, wrong even. They wouldn't see them I'm doing as "good." Why can't they? I'm doing the biggest favor that one can do, getting rid of bad people. I scanned the hall, while I walked down it. The doors were all stained black and had shiny gold numbers. Why was this hall so fucking long?! The numbers on the door were staying at in the 100s. I need to get 400. I'm not getting stuck in this infinitely long hallway without completing what I came here to do. The numbers started to increase, and soon I was at 400. Kenny's apartment was 407. 401, 402, 403, 406,...and 407. Finally, I was here.

I stood in front door. This door seemed more evil and blacker than the others. Most likely because Kenny lived there. Would I do this? Should I do this? Who am I kidding, of course I will. Kenny is the one who betrayed me. He can't die happy, not as long I am alive. I pressed myself against the wall so Kenny couldn't see me, but I could see him. I reached out my arm and knocked on the door. I saw a bright green eye peer out of the peephole . Kenny was home. Good. At least for me. It sucks for him, but maybe he should of thought of the consequences before he did what he did. The door creaked open. Kenny stood there confused, in a towel. He looked around trying to figure who knocked at the door. Only Kenny, that narcissistic bastard, would answer the door in only a towel. I lunged at him. My hands clasped around his throat.

"Max! No! Don't!" Did he actually think he shouts of protest would stop me from doing this? When he spoke the movement from his Adam's apple made my hands tickle. I laughed in his face. I could tell this was going to be very fun. I pushed him into the apartment. He lost his balance and tumbled backward, and onto a couch. Maybe he thought this would make me release my grip on his throat. He didn't understand that when I let go it would because I wanted to, not because he made me. I wanted to now. I released my grip on his throat. He rolled off the couch and fell on the floor on his hands and knees. His face was a weird mix of purple and red and he was gasping for breath.

" Not so pretty now, are you, Kenny?" I sneered at him. I pushed his back making him lie flat on his stomach. He didn't resist at all. Kenny is such a wuss. He really needs to grow a pair. I rolled him over onto his back. I stretched his limbs out to their full length. I sat on his stomach.

" W-why are you doing this to me?" Kenny tried to sound tough, but I could tell he was scared shitless.

" Are you really that stupid? Wait, actually, you are that stupid. I know that you aren't used to a man sitting on you in this position, and you probably don't like it at all. If it's any comfort to you, I don't like it much either." I retrieved the nail gun from pocket. I shoved it in his face. "Do you know what this is?" I whispered in his ear

" Please don't, Max, please." He was just repeating him self. I slapped him.

" You are just repeating yourself. And you still haven't answered my question."

" Well, Max, it's a-a nail gun."

" Good job." I clapped loudly near his ears. " You passed the first part, which doesn't really matter. Ultimately, you will fail." I bought the nail gun