Going back... Off to a good start

Gunner looked at his target through the view scope of his new super silent sniper rifle. He bought it for himself as a coming back gift. He saw three people standing and smoking cigarettes as the talked to each other. He was desperate to pull the trigger and his index finger was struggling to press the well polished black metal trigger.

He refrained and took out his mobile and read the text message again. The last line of the message screamed in capitals "ONLY SHOOT THE MAN WITH THE HAT ON."

Gunner deleted the message and pulled the trigger.



Thrice.

He then took out a small notebook and a pen.

"So i killed one on the tracks, and then a kid and his nanny and his parents and dog to get on this roof and these three morons.
So that equals too..."

Gunner drew four lines and drew another line which intersected the other four diagonally.

"Five and..."

He again drew four lines

"Four more. And I'm not hearing any more voices soo..."

He again drew the diagonal line.

"Ha Ha. Ten down and a million more to go...
Not a bad start after all..."

Going back

Gunner stood silently with his gun and stared at the dead body lying on the endless railway track. His hands were shaking. The gun smoke coming out of his gun rose up to his nose and played with his nose hair giving birth to a sneeze.

“What the fuck have you done?” came a familiar sound.

“Shut the fuck up” Gunner said as he dropped the gun and took two steps back, thinking deeply about the dreadful thing he had done.

“You promised you’d stop. Are you out of your mind?”

“Am I out of my mind? Of course I AM, for fucks sake I’m talking to myself.” Said Gunner as he picked up his gun

“What are you going do now?”

The thought placed a nasty grin on Gunner’s face. He turned back and started walking.

“Me? I’m going walk the same track I abandoned”