Fugitive

Suddenly I realized I was about to be institutionalized so I tried to not look surprised as I quickly reached for my gun.One quick shot and I was no longer caught and shortly I was on the run.It was the 57 not the 54 that I needed before when I defended myself against that line cutting whore who up and down swore that I owed her money but I can't remember what the hell for.And there they were just dead on the floor,now my journey has begun.My first move that I usually use is to slowly drive away.I'll drive a long while to myself I will smile cause running away is always some fun. Twenty hours later I felt I was safe now I could get a job here then just wait. It was to close this time its more difficult to fool them all with those forensics and other crazy tricks I guess I'll just hang here,out in the sticks and find a simpler game to get my kicks.I'm not sure if I want to kill any more and I'm not really sure why the killing started before.Am I a myth or a legend I forget where it begins or if I have any friends or if this is where it ends again I'm not really sure.