On a rainy day, I space out listening to the sound of the rain when inspiration strikes. On a day this overcast, wouldn't the sound of the rain drown out the screams if I killed someone? I turn on the radio to check the weather forecast, but only white noise comes out. "Haha, nothing's going my way today either," I mutter to myself. I grab my camera, head to the kitchen to snatch a chef's knife, and try to take the elevator to go outside, but— "Huh? There are too many people!" I head for the stairs in annoyance. I hate people. Dirty bastards like maggots who only care about their own interests!... Haa... Let's calm down. Ah... did a button fall off these clothes too? I don't even remember. For now, I'll clear my head, act kind and innocent, and lure another maggot into the alley today. Then, I stab them with a "thud." That maggot tried to scream in pain... How disgusting... for a mere maggot! I kept stabbing the maggot until they were tattered. As expected... maybe it's because I have red-green color blindness, but I saw green liquid soaking the ground. I should record this in my diary and with a photo. By the way, what's with that trembling maggot over there?