The mantra rang loudly in my head, as his blood ran down my arm.
“Killing a person will increase your life span by 20 years.”
An exhausted breath of iron-rich air, and I felt the life force surge through me bringing me back. I was pushing 85 now, and this was my second kill. I hobbled over to the brick wall to rest for a moment. While life span was increased, physical strength and over health was completely unaffected. It was much harder to take down this man than I had anticipated.
The days of “dying of old age” are long gone. This is the Age of Immortality.
I kept calling him “this man” or “that man” because I didn’t want to deal with what I had done. But reality spoke clearer than I could, I had murdered by neighbour. Now I would live without that friend for 20 years.
And now I would be hunted as well. My life was more precious because I was the only one left on my block.