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Challenge of the Month XXXI
Write a story about astral projecting into the room of your sleeping enemy. A psychopath crawls through the window and is skulking toward the bed. You have the ability to stop the violence, should you choose, by scaring the shit out of the perp, or you decide to simply observe and taste the sweet wine of revenge. But, you know it comes with a cost: Your conscience. Does this person really deserve death, or close, or will your intervention put you at peace with the past?
IrvinCras

I have signed my name on the line, tonight I must take the life of our society's leading member. Four other members signed below to recognize this sacrifice and recognize that one day the same duty of action upon me will fall.

We sit in a circle chanting the celestial psychopath chant, deep rough, and loud humming jolts me into where my target slumbers.

Quick and fast a smirk rises in me, tonight my soul murders.

Irven Ras, lay in bed, chest slowing rising and falling. He was not an evil leader, or by any means a cruel man. Yet, to hold the position which he held until this night, he was a killer, and tonight I take his place. This is our order, as reach deep into his chest to stop a powerful heart. This path towards a brighter future is sown with my own.

I must not need to be forgiven. He signed the dotted line too.

Ras awoke and stared back at me.

"There was us, and now there is just you"

The brightness rose from his body, and he met me in the darkness. Ras looked at me for only a moment and filtered away into a million particles of light.

My return was a deep quake of energy. My mind felt like an atom had split, and my body shook without control for the remainder of the evening. I awoke to the celebrations and vision of many who have risen before me. Today is all that is promised, I signed the dotted line.