Chapter one hundred and forty seven

  Sir Ayer was dead. Dead! Nobody knew who killed him. No. Everyone pretended like they didn't know his killer. A logical thing to do,if you didn't want to become next. A coward. That was what everybody became. But I wasn't ready to turn into one. I might be sweet,nice and ready to abide to every rules and regulations, but the demon inside me was only sleeping. Not dead.

  'Think about your life,is it worth foolishly loosing?' You might want to ask me that. Well is doesn't really feels like I was living. There's just the body,but no life in it.

Charging grumpily to the gates of hell,well it wasn't scary at all. I felt no fear,on the contrary all that cluttered up in my lifeless body was this ravaging rage. This time the devil should be scared of me. A powerless,thoughtless, completely hopeless me.

I thought there would be a somewhat change in mind as I got to the entrance,but no. Nothing.

"You there, open up!" If it's