John pulled the jagged piece of glass from the man's throat. Blood covered them both, glistening in the dim light. "Now who's crazy?" he said as he took hold of the dead man's head with both hands, John had to suppress the urge to laugh but couldn't hold back his big smile.

The sounds of sirens echoed from the street below. John stood straight and walked to the window. "Someone else is having fun" he said with a chuckle. His body disappeared into the darkness of the room, only to reappear in the street below moments later. He watched the cop cars drive by.

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