Spinning...beautiful. Light drops of cold rain perform intricate dances in their fall to the ground. Then finally ending with a tantalizing death on the ground. Such wonderful things, killed by the cruelty of gravity. It was simple, uncomplicated. Unlike his mind. Unlike everything around him. It was like the dance in fast forward, jumbled and twisted in a strangely disgusting way. He wanted more of the simplicity of the rain. That cold yet comprehensive death awaiting them all.

So he began to kill.

He started small, with animals. Their screams were immediate and simple as the rain, but there was no dance before. Children came next. They lasted longer, but their dance was short and limited. It simply did not do. He needed something with a dance as beautiful as rain. Soft but with a sharp edge that spun and twisted in silent screams before the inevitable end.

He found his temporary relief in full grown adults. They lasted so much longer, rebellious to the agony he caused. But they broke too. He kept pulling at that crack until they shattered completely. Their dances were simple, but complex. That's not what he wanted! He NEEDED simple death against a seething ground!

They came for him. He stood above a bleeding and mangled body that slowly emptied streams of red onto the pavement. He was roughly thrown into a cell and left to die.

This wasn't it. His dance had become too slow, the same movements repeating themselves over and over...But he knew how to fix that. Because it was there that everything finally made sense.

The window open, he stared down at the ground far below him. With no hesitation he jumped.

One

Two

Three

Each move was fluid, limbs flailing in beautiful synchronization.

One

Two

Three

Each swing of his body was made according to a perfect time. All in order, all simple.

One

Two

...

Finally, he achieved a simple end. As he died on the ground, limbs twisted into unrecognizable figures, he smiled. It was a small smile, but held with it an insanity rarely breached by the human mind.

Spinning...beautiful. Light drops of cold rain perform intricate dances in their fall to the ground. Then finally ending with a tantalizing death on the ground. Such wonderful things, killed by the cruelty of gravity.

He laughed.