Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction Group 3 | Page 8

PUNISHED FOR CRIMES AGAINST PEOPLE! Those people must have followed me and tried to get
me killed. I wouldn’t blame them.
One thousand and twenty-three. One thousand and twenty-three people I had killed, and I was
determined to not increase that number anymore.
So I flew away, as far as possible from there as I could and found refuge in the mountains. I couldn’t kill
myself and but I couldn’t bear the pain of what I had done. So I isolated myself from humanity and their
ways. After this, it will be that way forever at one thousand and twenty-three.