Johnson--Attic Man

Attic Man

Fifteen years! Is been fifteen years since I’ve been lock up in this box. And today will be the last day… No, Father, I’m not gonna be a free soul, today is the last day before my soul is shredded by darkness. Before my soul get tour to pieces and my body degrade to dust I want to tell you a dark secret… I did not murder those villains. I told the guards I did to protect them and I’m planning to tell you the secret so you can protect the other pure souls.

Fifteen years ago I was in my twenty and unusually idle, I spend the days praying and studying the Lord’s Book. One day at the cafe, I was approached by a man in blue, Nox I think his name is. He too have nothing in his hands so he began to tell me stories. O the evils come out of his mouth, he told me about a murderer who stalk the night collecting livers, a psychopath dress up as a clown who wipe out a village of people through tricks, and a child born with the mark of evil who killed his entire family at age seven! I politely listen to the stories but in reality they are my bane.

I am a man of Christ and I live in a friendly apartment with fellow brothers and sisters of Christ. I was happy to live these benevolent beings. The night after my meeting with Nox, I did not sleep, I was too deep in a pond called evil. I noticed the ceiling in my room connect to the attic of the apartment. I climb to the attic and began to explore it. I discovered something, something that led to the death of those monsters but also led me here. The attic has cracks on the bottom which allow me to spectate the others living in my apartment.      

Then I saw everything! Their sins, their crimes, and their blasphemy. The old chemist who offer me free potion here and there is actually a sadistic monster who experience poison on goldfish. The kind mother, she’s not kind, she’s a real child abuser. The young woman who I grew fond of over the year use her body to pay her rent. And when I think I saw the worst, I saw the pure evil… The man who live next to my door who I called friend, is not my friend. He’s the real devil in my apartment! Why? You ask, I can see you asking from your eyes. I saw him that night, luring a woman to his apartment, then he killed her, and o cheese, you can’t imagine what he did afterwards. But can you imagine living with unknown sinners for all this time? I have to do something, so when the evil chemist is not in his cave, I broke in and stole his poison. The next night, I drop the poison through the cracks of the attic to these villains’ food. And their hearts stopped, I baptized the sins of the unworthy. I told the guards a different story, I did realize my motive to kill was only to kill. I peaked at evil longer than I can resist, the whole time it peaked back in the dark.