A demand darkly

he comes home one night, like any other night,The ignition of his motorcycle idling as he steps off.he lingers for a moment contemplating between wanting to eat something and moving into the comfort of his room where his illusions are his and no one will see him.

He can hear strange sounds around him some that are real and some a figment of his imagination,their garbled out pour into his senses has heightened his paranoia that something will happened and it will hurt.

deciding on going out again he returns to his position on the bike and turns it around its single dysfunctional display gauge lights up,its colors warped with that of the needle. he begins to move slowly towards the gate and tugs on the brake when realizes someone has closed it.

A silent panic begins to set,but a momentary lapse of common sense allows him to realize that it was him who shut the gate something he not normally do.

the main road a high slope of pot holes and smooth patches looks unusually long but he decides to move on.
the silent whir of the bike and the cold breeze invoke deep emotions momentarily,his parents,his girlfriend,a recently deceased friend.he passes the first eatery pauses on the opposite side of the road.
A quick glance and he realizes that are many familiar faces inside and they will question his red eyes and rancid breath.

he sees a blue jeep approaching,panic begins to set in but as quickly as it came it moves away down the slope.
deciding not to invite trouble he moves on, at the top of the slope he stops once again deciding to calm himself he put on some music but he can only find psy trance on his music player.

left with no option he puts on the earphones and begins to listen.An all time favorite of his he imagines men and women jumping "over all the water".

moving on a route so familiar to him he sub consciously dodges the pot holes and the speed breakers.lost in the music and the thoughts of his friend and he must be thinking of him while watching him from heaven.

He arrives at the eatery and parks to the side.he gets off and realizes he has left they key in the vehicle.he turns around and see a pair of eyes n the bushes,glowing by the light of the night ,peeping further he realizes it is the mangled carcass of a stray dog.looking at its lifeless eyes he says a small prayer and wonders how it as met with such a fate.

deciding not to spook himself anymore he moves into the eatery and orders for a burger and a plate of fries.

Studying the crowd around him he spots an rather portly looking boy and realizes its one of his good friends,moving up to greet him he drops his phone.as he bends to pick it up he hits his head on the table and curses his luck as his ear begins to bleed.wiping it with a tissue he looks around, but as he glances at the floor he find himself standing in a pool of blood and a machete next to his feet.....

(part 2 when i am inspired or can put the events in the right order...)