• hysteria's Leap year journal


    I was an accomplished CEO of a fortune 500 company. And in two hours we all will be going to hell in a great flash. But besides that it was a relatively good day. Nice and clear. But there was something off about this day as well, as if death was right outside all of our doors. It was weird.
    2:00 pm: February 29.
    I feel bad for everyone who has a birthday on this day. I don’t know why though. When I was younger I thought it would be pretty cool. But I was young… god damn I gotta clear my head. I have to get things done but when I start doing stuff I just find myself writing a bucket list. I’m 29 for ******** sakes. Why am I writing this? I guess it was the feel of the day. Oh yeah I’m successful… and I’m an a*****e about it too. But I think you’ll get to know this.
    2:09 pm: February 29.
    Took a walk, and I noticed there are a lot of planes departing from this town. And I feel like I’m the only person that doesn’t want to leave. Well I do see others but they look like they’re going to kill their selves. Oh yeah and there were some people dead hanging on their porches. What the hell is happening? Has everyone gone crazy?
    2:30 pm: February 29.
    Got to my house and someone spray painted “GREED” on my door. Hmm… this confused me. My neighbor’s house had the word “LUST” was on his door. Next neighbor ENVY, next one PRIDE, next one GLUTTONY, and so on… I thought to myself this is weird. I looked around and to my shock everyone was labeled with one of the seven deadly sins. And what really stood out was the chaos. So I ran inside. I’ll let the police deal with this.
    3:01 pm: February 29.
    All of the electronics in my house have stopped working. I had a bible thrown through my window. I’m not going to read it though. I ran back outside to find my car missing. s**t! I took someone’s bike. I gotta get to my office. The sky started to turn black. What the hell is happening to this town!
    3:40 pm: February 29.
    I finally got to my office. Sucks that I’m on the top floor.
    3:48 pm: February 29.
    I got up there, and found my gun. I’m so glad someone didn’t find this. I looked through the window. They’re fires as far as the eye can see. Has hell finally found us? No it couldn’t have. To be honest I was crying. It was either because the room is painted red but I think I’m crying tears of blood. I put the gun to my head and pulled the trigger. CLICK. The chambers were all empty… so I just sat there hoping I’ll die.
    3:59 pm: February 29.
    I looked back outside after I got done with my cup of whiskey. All I saw were planes. A lot of planes. They flew over head.
    3:59:59 pm: February 29.
    There was a bright flash. Then darkness.
    3:59:59 pm: February 29.
    I woke up and I noticed my watch broke. The sky was red. I’m not dead. I thought of the past for a while. Then I thought of what I’m going to do. I just yelled. I saw demons everywhere. My demons. My weaknesses and I just thought to myself I gotta fight through this. My demons charged and me. I found a piece of a stop sign pole and I just charged forward.
    I heard my name get yelled and for me to stop. I looked again and I realized I killed most of my staff. And none of that stuff happened. They called the cops. So I ran from the conference room as fast as I could. I changed, I’m a murderer, a psychopath, and now a legend. Got to my office and I got my gun… it was loaded. I grabbed the rest of the ammunition. I backed up a few feet, shot out the window, ran and jumped.
    1,000 feet, 600 feet, 100 feet, 50, 10, BAM. I hit the ground as hard as I wanted it to feel like. I stood back up battered and bruised and the police just stood there shocked.
    “Who and what are you?” one said lowering his gun.
    I looked up at him and said, “I AM YOUR GOD! YOUR DEVIL! AND YOUR DEATH,” my eyes turn completely black, “I am Hysteria. I am an outburst of fear and emotion.” I looked at them and I brutally ripped at his stomach. One of them shot me in the face with a shotgun. I flew back a few feet. I got up and said, “Happy ******** Leap year.” If you looked on the news on this day you would see a death count of thousands.