I cannot stop seeing how the blood that I am cleaning from my hands in the wash is being diluting until turns into a rose so clear that no one would believed that it was ever blood. I look at myself in the mirror in front of me my own reflect and I feel that ain't me anymore.
I walk with slow steps and I leave the bathroom, passing through the small corridor I notice the body lying in a large pool of blood. The lifeless body of Edy, my best friend.
We have to tell the media, people have the right to know.
That was the argument that Edy repeated to me again and again and again for minutes that seemed like hours. Our work was not official and we collaborated sometimes in investigations for the State. In the past because we'll not do it anymore, Edy is dead, I kill him.
I continue my way ignoring Edy and reaching the exit door of our small apartment or as Edy used to call ''our base of secret operations".
Edy loved the drama and I'm almost sure he's grateful for the dramatic death I gave him.
Only Edy and I knew about the meteor that will end everything in four days. Now only me.
The secret is safe. Edy always talked too much, I had to end his life a few days before the end of the world did it. I guess it shouldn't count as murder.
I stop my steps in the small and cozy family park and am I get distracted seeing the happiness of some children's in the park games and their parents proud of them. A complete shame that in four days there will be no trace of this.
Remain silent is the best way, causing panic will not help, is better that they live their days normally, Believing that everything will keep like this. That knowledge can drive you crazy,did it me. He made me kill my best friend.
I droop my head into my hands and let myself fall into the grass. The people around me just ignore me, they must believe that I am crazy. Blessed is your ignorance, I can't stop envy them a little.
I'm a four days from the end of the world and I could do anything, just that i don't want to do anything, I feel that I don't deserve to do anything or enjoy the last days.
They have the right to know
Those were Edy's words before I stabbed him with a knife. Now I doubt, should I tell them? ...
I guess I do not have that right anymore, I stand up and I keep walking still with the grass in my pants, suicide goes through my mind but I know I do not deserve such benevolence.
I decide to live my last days walking aimlessly with the knowledge of the end of the world among people who do n't even imagine it. I only see them live every day, without knowing that it is the end.
That will be my punishment for killing my good friend Edy and for hiding from the world that his end is only four days away.
