“Two moons rise over a darkened field.”
– a prompt for this week’s CW piece.
His heart was racing. As blood dripped from his knife, he looked back on all these years of fantasy when he had imagined killing so many different people in so many different ways. He’s been suppressing that side of him ever since he was a little boy. It started innocently, with fly killing and chopping off heads of grasshoppers. It then progressed to small rodents and onto cats, which were his favorite. Others thought they were cute, adorable and meant for Instagram, gifs and memes. But not him. He could feel the supernatural aura around them. It was pure evil. He had to neutralize them so he could live safely.
As he marveled at his work, he saw the moon rising from behind the horizon. And then a second one.
“Two moons?” – he wondered, vaguely remembering reading a story about a 17-year-old who triggered his wolf curse when he accidentally killed one of his friends during full moon.
“If full moon can trigger a werewolf curse, then what will two moons do?” – he thought to himself, imagining his coronation as King of the World.
“Put your hands up and step away from the body!” – shouted one of the police officers, while the other switched off his torch.
Only one moon left.
Seth looked down and saw Sandra’s bludgeoned body.
“What happened? How did I get here? Was I following the killer’s footsteps?”
All these questions circled inside Seth’s head with mad speed, until the police tackled him to the ground.
He saw the bloody knife fall out of his hand. He should have known better than to pick up evidence, unless… He wondered if indeed he could be the one who killed her.
No, it was not him. It could not have been. He is not capable of even hurting a fly.
And then it hit him. It might have been Zane.
It must have been Zane.
“Thank you for coming in so late, Dr. Ordi. What can you tell us about your patient?” – asked the cop whose moon went out first.
“I cannot be sure of much, but I know it was not Seth who killed that young woman. It could have been Zane, though.”
“That’s what he keeps saying, too. But we only found his fingerprints on the murder weapon. Plus, who IS this Zane that you are intended to blame it on?”
“Zane is the shadow side of Seth.”
The blank stare on the officer’s face made it obvious to the psychiatrist that the police was not filled in on all the details.
“I treat him for DID. Dissociative identity disorder. It means that Seth is a host to different identities, which can come and go without him knowing.”
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