The Plan

“What right did he have talking to me like that?” Patrice asked aloud.  “Who does he think he is?  Why that – that, ooh, there are no words for him.  I should kill him.  That’s what I should do.  Who would be the wiser?  Who would even care?  There are a lot of people that would like to see him dead.  Why, I would be a hero, yep, that is what they would call me, a hero!  How should I do it though?  There are so many ways to kill someone.  Hmm – I need to think about this – make a plan.  Yeah, plan it out so he’ll never see what hit him.  But I won’t kill him outright.  No – my first step would be to knock him out.  Then I’ll bind him and wait for him to come to.  Then he’ll see me.  He’ll ask me what happened and I’ll tell him.  I’ll tell him what happened alright and then I’ll explain how I’m going to kill him.  It’s not going to be something quick either.  It’s going to be very painful, oh yeah!  I’ll have to tape his mouth.  Let’s see, ball pin hammers on the fingers.  That should crush some bones.  Then what?  Ah!  Pliers to the finger nails.  He’s going to feel that!  Then I’ll work on his knees.  I’ll make sure he isn’t going to walk anywhere when I’m done with them.  I’ll move down to his toes and cut them off, one by one and then…”

She started laughing manically and continued to plan everything she would do to him.  Her hatred for him grew stronger as she devised the most evil things she could think of to do to him.  She balled her fists and started punching the wall.  She kept punching until her knuckles were bleeding.

Black clouds swirled angrily outside the window.  The lightning and thunder did not wake her.  She kept mumbling until the doctor counted to three and ordered her to wake up.

She was awake and refreshed as always after the session.  She could not remember anything as usual.  “Doctor Steele, did you find out anything else this time?”

“Actually you were more incoherent than ever.  I caught a word here and there, but mostly mumbling.  You were becoming anxious – angry.  I thought it best to bring you out of it at once.  Patrice, you are one of the most challenging people I have ever treated.  I still think that there is nothing really wrong with you except maybe some deep rooted fears that we need to bring out from your subconscious and analyze.  Once we do that we can make a plan for your treatment.”

“A plan?” thought Patrice.  “Oh – he means The Plan.”  She began to execute The Plan with uncanny precision, almost as if she had done it before.