My Boredom Exceeds Me (open, NK)

Shaking, hyperventilating, and covered in sweat, Goon sat on his bed telling himself it was just a dream. A  few moments after collecting himself, he grabbed a hoody, shorts and shoes, and took off out the door; hoping he would be able to run into someone or find something to get his mind off the images in his head.

The air outside was cool and crisp, the moon shined brightly on the village. Goon didn't know what he was actually trying to attempt so he wandered around until something would spring up. The place seemed dead as he walked through the streets a few pest here and there ran around, the winos slept in the alleys their snoring echoing, even the street urchins didn't seem to be out tonight. It was just peaceful, a smile came across Goon's face as he strolled. It was nights like this that  he would usually run into something.