Norman Bates (mothers_boy) wrote in _haunted_night,
Norman Bates
mothers_boy
_haunted_night

On the road leaving Raven's Hallow/ Heading to the bar

Norman left the large house and the calm that the building instilled on everyone except him it seemed left but he did not feel much of a change. The young man had no desire to kill and no feeling of relief washed over him.

He walked down the path as rain beat down on him. He felt a little regret for not having an umbrella or a jacket to pull over his head. Instead he just put his head down and wrapped his arms around his shoulders. A chill ran up his spine as he saw the mall ahead in the distance.

A morbid side of him wanted to enter the building and look upon the body of the young woman that he had killed. To gaze at her lifeless body and the sticky substance that had stained the floor. He had no idea that someone had partaken in a small bite of the young red head.

He felt great remorse for Zelda and he doubted he would ever feel anything but remorse. Patrick had tried to make Norman embrace what he had done and Norman wished he could feel about life the way that Patrick felt about it but there was no way he could ever see himself making a massacre of a young woman the way that Patrick had with that blond woman back at the house in the suburbs.

Norman wasn't a killer at heart but he had done it and would no doubt end up doing it again.

Norman walked past the large building turning his eyes away from the broken door. Despite his curiousity he did not want to go and see that young woman who's life he had taken.

Instead Norman walked on and away from the mall with only dark thoughts enveloping his mind when he saw a familiar face in the dark and rainy distance.

[Open to: Jack Ferriman and anyone who wishes to join the pair in town.]
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