Transformation

Seeing all kind of people surround what seems to be my body, I got dumfounded, not because of dying like that but because I’m capable of thinking despite being dead, moreover  I’m still sitting in my seat in this surprisingly cheerful interrogation room, so why my body is over there, and why I become some kind of dark red smoking entity, my hand is some kind of foggy blood red hand with black long sharp claws, wait a minute, why those people surrounded by all kind of colors, “pink, yellow, orange, blue, white”,‘Those rainbow smokes are coming from those guys, can it be what it called Aura’. I thought while looking at myself.

Why then, me have this frightening frame and claws? And why those colored smokes comes to me little by little, they hovering over me like some kind of pets meet they hatful owner, I feel like they hate me and unwilling to come to me but they have no chose, or they will perish, my bloody smoke merge with some part of these smoke and become darker and gloomier.

So why am I so calm, I clearly have no flesh and what not to make me feel any thing but this is my first time that I feel my refreshed and clear minded, and driven by some kind of instinct to take initiative of doing stuffs. Suddenly random thoughts poured in my mind like a bitch nagging at her pinp for treating her wrongly, some thoughts are happy, other are irritating, some are sad and pitiful, while the remaining ones are perverted, surprisingly that one comes from that old sexy detective that crave for her adoptive son of her, but she still didn’t make the first move, this narcissist milf want him to make the first move, just an ambitious female detective being calculative especially when it comes to think of them improperly  by social morality standard.

Some evil intent comes to my being while thinking what to do with my powers, I mean, I’m free to do what I want, I can even crawl to people’s thoughts and what cover’s their darkest desires would be revealed , if I can use this to my advantage to take revenge on the ones that make my life miserable more than it is, well until death rape me sideways, wait! Should I spare them or not, without them I can’t even dream of being so free and break off my subordinate self to become some kind of predator, in a way at least, kidding, I’m going to torture them so good until they ask for quick death.

My fogy self-spread its bloody smoke to that perverted detective’s body responding to my arousal of confidence, I can for the first time since I become this entity, excitement to devoured her hall, I don’t know if I can control myself or not but let see what happen I’m no longer care about consequences, they can call it a terrorist attack, if their ending gruesome.

While inside her, I can feel her filthy obsession that surrounded her spirit gets absorbed   bit by bit, until it gone, while a seed started to grow in the center of her soul with intend printed in there, a connection have been made without her knowledge and myself of the process but I instantly know its function, it initially gives me the ability to influence the host thoughts and a tracker to their were abouts, over times they will lose themselves completely to me.

Never less, her soul is comfortable and I can feel a sense of ease while inside of her, I can maybe rest here for a while until I get the hell out of here, so I begin to influence her thoughts to quickly go home using any kind of excuses in the way and it worked like a charm.

Surprisingly, I unintentionally make her head hurt and sick in her stomach as a bonus, she quickly hear to her car downstairs in the parking lot, after she in enter there an started the engine, I felt exhausted and a need for sleep, my childish experiments can make me powerful, but can make me tired also, a deadly combination if I face an enemy of my kind, I can’t  naively believe that I’m the only anomaly that ever exist in this earth, I have to be careful, smart and ruthless.

I close my non existing eyes and started resting while my evil aura continues to corrupt her soul, anddeepen her existing darkest thoughts.

there no need to be creative and comes with new ideas that didn’t sound weird and off her regular attitude and behavior, I will just makeher embrace those thoughts after normalize them so she can easily accept it.

I admit it is tiresome to hold my excited self-run wild, but I’m not going to make her starting massacres here and there, I have to be law key until I can afford the consequences.

When she is at home showering and masturbating, thinking about her stepson who still lives with her, her husband died earlier when he is 9 years old. Frank was corrupt politician with ambition that reach beyond the sky which push him become acquaintance with very dangerous Man.

 After acquiring his help to further advance in his carrier, he become an asshole and denounce his part of the barging which make that man dispose of him, making her not only inherit his wealth but also his debts with interest or hi will kill her too, so she complied.

She was not innocent, to reach her current position demand a lot of moral and non-moral sacrifices, beginning with seducing frank while he is married, carve a deep connection with him, making him closer to her each passing day while thinning his love for his pregnant wife, who she have evidence of a cold case against a doctor who fornicate with his students for grades and blackmail his female colleague who are one step away from getting their long life dream of a job to sleep with him or they didn’t get accepted, to make him kill her while make her death look like it was caused by giving birth, he is a stepping stone to my success so she take it,  she know with each of those kind of decisions she’d make, a peace of her own humanity lost.

 she remembers the time when she dreams big, to fulfil all her wishesand accomplishing great thing, that’s why she did her first unforgivable sin, seducing frank, a married man while killing a good woman, and to make it worse, having a thing or two for her son who will come soon tired as hell from his work ups in the gym.