Speed is key. Go so fast that no one will see your face. His porsche practically roars through the highways.

He imagines running as fast as his car. Fingers giving way to claws. Every breath feral and ragged.

Sharpened teeth ripping at anything and everything. Biting. Blood dripping. Destroying those who mock him.

His car chokes and he turns the wheel.

Stops at an abandoned lot.

Hysteria ~ Muse