The Killer Instinct

One night, my consciousness was shattered by a text I received from my brother. The text seemed harmless. It just contained a question that you would have to answer before the answer would be sent to you.

It told of a woman whose mother died. During the funeral, she met a guy whom she fell in love with because he seemed so ideal. A few days later, she killed her sister. Now the question: why did she kill her sister?

Before I could bat an eyelash, I have already keyed in that she wanted to see the guy again that was why she killed her own sister. I said that the guy was some kind of an entity that could only be seen whenever someone dies, like an angel of death. I was quite confident with my answer thinking that everyone else would think the same way.

Before sending me the answer, my brother taunted me and said that I am a psycho.

Before I could ask why, my hand phone beeped once more and the answer was there.

I was correct.

The answer was she killed her sister because she wanted to see the guy again. For a while, I felt my head grow big but was shocked when I reached the end of the message. It said that if you got the right answer, you have the same psyche as a killer. It further stated that the test was conducted on serial killer convicts in the States and the results were really accurate.

OMG!

But as I said, I was convinced that everybody else had the same reasoning.

Wrong.

I asked him his answer, and he said because the guy was her sister’s beau.

So okay. One down. There were still others. I asked my friends the same question. But everybody I talked to had the same idea as my brother’s.

Oh…my… God!

I am psychotic?! I have the same mind as those who have taken so many lives to appease their wild musings?!

It made me doubt myself. I became afraid of myself. I started watching my moves. Maybe I could really kill. Maybe one day my psychotic alter-ego would just jump at a helpless victim, stabbing, shooting, hacking, and all other goriness you could think about.

I’m still in doubt of myself. I need to be careful. YOU need to be careful.