SPENCER'S MONOLOG ASIDE THING

Why?
Why is this happening to me?
It's bizarre.
Too crazy to happen in real life.
Cursed and forced to have too kill to live.
Like some sort of zombie.
How would that work.
Should I just be selfish and keep living, which means I need to kill from now on.
Or do I starve to death?
Hunting people down at night and digging through their flesh
Hearing their blood curdling creams.
Having to live off death.
But I know I will not be satisfied
and that I will continue to be hungry
if I live my whole life
I would have to kill millions of people
Their blood on my hands
There arn't even that many people in this city
I would have to destroy everything around me in order to continue living my life
Seperateing families and friends and then coming back for them later
How would I live like this?
I don't know;
I would have to stalk people at night
Why do I have to do this to you
I have to kill you, all of you
Eating your flesh and drinking your blood to keep living my awful life
from now to the end of my life would revolve around your deaths
This all feels like a horrible dream.
I wish I could wake up

Imagine what it would feel like to know that the only way you can exist to at the expense of others...