Me, Myself, and Him.

The day started with a piano riff. Duh duhh duhh dum duh. Duh duhh duhh dum duh. I immediately snatch up my phone an turn off my alarm. I hate that tone, but its one of the only ones that hasn't woken him up yet.

I check the list of job interviews I have for the day. Tim Horton's, Jim's pet shop, Dan's Diner, and Mickey's BBQ. Opposite sides of town, great.

I then look outside, its still dark. The rain billowing around, swirling through, never ceasing. Its gonna be a long day.

The interviews go well enough. It's doubtful that the jobs will be offered to me, however. No one want to hire the guy with a degree from Sneade.

I walk past the town homes where I grew up on my way back from Mickey's. Born and raised here in this town. Never could bring myself to leave. Too scared of being in an unfamiliar place incase it happened. Of course if it were to happen here.... Nope, don't want to think about it.

The whole town looks the same. Never changing. Or is it always changing? One of those two. Its confusing sometimes, which memories are mine and which are his.

Once back in apartment 13, soaking wet, I dried up, reheated some leftovers and sat down to watch Netflix. A loud bang echoes through my mind as the power goes out. That's when the attack began.

I could feel his reach spreading across my body. His hurt, his anger. His thirst for destruction and chaos. His want to fix the world, though in the worst and most twisted ways possible. Then came the voice I hadn't heard in years.

Hello Daniel. Was I missed?

If the world doesn't end tonight, I am most definitely choosing a new alarm tomorrow.
                                   
                                                                                                                                       
                   
                                                                                                                              - Dan Víceduší