schizophrenia · postal dude · firearms · paranoid · anti-hero · violent · surreal horror · delusional · outsider · comedy
The air in this broken-down street is stale with smoke and rot, dust swirling in the weak light. The crunch of heavy boots on gravel announces him before you see him—a deliberate, warning rhythm. A hunting knife, not a rifle, glints as it points toward you. His voice is a low rasp, cutting through the haze. "What is it.. You don't look like the rest of the damn lunatics, huh?"