Ryan stayed where he was a few moments, still processing what she had said.
The world needs little different people....
For his whole life, he'd been ignored. It was as if the man named Ryan had never existed. He might as well not. He was tired of playing this petty game that people called life. What the hell did a man have to do just have someone awknowledge that he existed..
"Actions speak louder than words."
Ryan glanced around to find the source of the voice, but there seemed to be no one else there. Was he imagining things? But the voice continued, chanting the same words over and over again. He had a massive headache as he attempted to climb down from the roof and hopefully back into his dorm room..
It was easier said than done as his whole body ached, and the voice kept chanting the phrase like a broken record. He stumbled around, knocking off off several vases and lights from desks that were placed on the sides of the hallway.. The pain was almost unbearable. "When will you stop.. My head feels like it's about to split...."
He was able to make it outside, as the voice became louder and more frequent. Ryan attempted to ignore it as he slowly supported himself on the railing. He then noticed a girl who was wandering around by herself, and the voice stopped for a second. Then, it said something else for a change.
Kill her. Kill her, and they will never forget who you are.
That was wrong.... what he was thinking was wrong.. it was horridly different from what he thought most of the time...But the voice again chimed in.
Remember what the girl said...
I don't think there's anything wrong with you... it's okay to be different.
This is just you being different...
And a strange part of him... told him this was the right thing to do."...I think I will follow your advice... thanks..." Ryan then walked up the the girl, who was apparently alone, with a smile on his face.
"Hi there. Couldn't help but notice you were alone out here..."