I wake up. It's 3:30. Little over an hour before my shift. Take a shit, wash my hands, brush my teeth. Heat up soup in the microwave, my only appliance.

  “Why not kill someone?”

  I glance over. I see a dark blob, sporting a wide grin. I go to work.

  I get back at 11. I heat up mac and cheese, in a can. I turn on youtube, watching a video I’ve seen many times. I finish eating, and brush my teeth. I crawl into bed, and watch a bit more. I’m tired...

  I wake up. It's 3:34. Little over an hour before my shift. Take a shit, wash my hands, brush my teeth. I open canned green beans, and eat. I don’t want to, but if I don’t I’ll feel even worse.

  “Why not kill someone?”

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  Blob, same grin. I want to wrap myself up and crawl into bed, but I go to work instead.

  I get back at 11. I open some canned peaches, one of my few luxuries. I turn on youtube, see a new video in my subscription box, and watch it. It barely fills me. I finish eating, and brush my teeth. I crawl into bed. I’m still tired.

  I wake up. It's 3:25. Little over an hour before my shift. Take a shit, wash my hands, brush my teeth. I stare into the mirror.

  “Hey. Why not kill someone?”

  I don’t look, but I know he’s not smiling. I don’t know what to say. He waits patiently. Staring into the mirror I see him in the corner, just outside the bathroom.

  “I could never... Bring myself to kill another person.”

  “You could never kill someone else, huh?”

  He’s right. I know he’s right. It's tempting, but instead I go to work.