Season1/Chapter7
"Abnormal Act"
She woke up early, earlier than usual. She went to the cellar and began. She works-out periodically but this morning was different. She went through her usual paces but with a higher intensity. She could feel the rage from the night before still burning. If she could kill them again, she would. She wanted to. She finished and went upstairs. There, she found Atlas sitting at the kitchen table. She said, "Good morning." Atlas was reading the Sun Sentinel. He didn't look up. He simply replied, "Good morning too you." Eleanor went to the fridge and got a bottled water. She stood their, her breath slightly elevated, drinking. She looked at her husband. He looked at her and said, "How was your work-out?" Eleanor said, "Fine." He said, "Did you go through all of your calisthenics?" She kept drinking her water and then said, "Yes, I did." He said, "Knife work too?" Eleanor said, "Of course, my fave." Atlas set the paper down and took a deep breath.
He looked at her and said, "Two men were brutally murdered last night. According to the paper, the assailant was proficient with a knife." Eleanor sat down at the table. She waited. Atlas continued, "The police believe it to be a crime of passion but for the second man." Eleanor had her hands on the table, one holding the bottle water and the other resting on the table. She said, "I know there is a point to this. What is it?" Atlas straighten up in his seat. He said, "One of the men was your old boyfriend, Anderson Reed." Eleanor did not look surprise. She knew better when dealing with Atlas. She said, "So what's your point?" Atlas said, "An old lover, a problem at work, a crime of passion. I just want to know if you had something to do with this?" Eleanor was silent for a few minutes. She then said, "Atlas, don't ask questions to which you don't want the answers to." Atlas leaned back in his chair. He crossed his arms over his chest. He said, "Did you cover your track properly?" Eleanor appeared to be growing tired of this and she said, "As much research and reading we've done on crime scene investigations, I'd hope so." Atlas replied, "Just checking."
Atlas reached into his pocket and removed a small plastic medicine container. Eleanor said, "What's that?" Atlas said, "It's for us." "What is it?" said Eleanor. Atlas said, "It's Clozapine." Eleanor got up and went to the sink. She stood there with her back to it. She said, "Okay, again, what is it for?" "It's for the treatment of psychotic behavior." Eleanor laughed. She said, "Psychotic behavior. What are you saying? Are you saying that we are, I am crazy?" She laughed even more. Atlas was still in his calm demeanor. He said,"If we went to see someone, they would diagnose us as suffering from a shared psychosis." He paused. "They would say that what we are suffering from will only get worse." Eleanor stomped over to the table and forcefully sat down. She said, "When you say we, you mean me?" Atlas said, "NO. I mean both of us. We started out avenging what was done to our son. But, we have expanded our purview to a wider brush." Eleanor was staring through her husband. She said, "I'm not crazy. I'm a vigilante, plain and simple." Atlas was looking at his wife with no judgment in his eyes. He said, "The things you do go beyond the abnormal act of taking a life." "Really," said Eleanor. "And what about our friend downstairs?" "Is that normal." Atlas shook his head and said, "He is a special case. He is the primary case. There is no dispute when it comes to him. But, the others are becoming studies in madness, especially where you are concern." Eleanor eyed the Clozapine. She said, "And what's that suppose to do for us?" Atlas said, "It will keep us anchored to reality."
"Abnormal Act"
She woke up early, earlier than usual. She went to the cellar and began. She works-out periodically but this morning was different. She went through her usual paces but with a higher intensity. She could feel the rage from the night before still burning. If she could kill them again, she would. She wanted to. She finished and went upstairs. There, she found Atlas sitting at the kitchen table. She said, "Good morning." Atlas was reading the Sun Sentinel. He didn't look up. He simply replied, "Good morning too you." Eleanor went to the fridge and got a bottled water. She stood their, her breath slightly elevated, drinking. She looked at her husband. He looked at her and said, "How was your work-out?" Eleanor said, "Fine." He said, "Did you go through all of your calisthenics?" She kept drinking her water and then said, "Yes, I did." He said, "Knife work too?" Eleanor said, "Of course, my fave." Atlas set the paper down and took a deep breath.
He looked at her and said, "Two men were brutally murdered last night. According to the paper, the assailant was proficient with a knife." Eleanor sat down at the table. She waited. Atlas continued, "The police believe it to be a crime of passion but for the second man." Eleanor had her hands on the table, one holding the bottle water and the other resting on the table. She said, "I know there is a point to this. What is it?" Atlas straighten up in his seat. He said, "One of the men was your old boyfriend, Anderson Reed." Eleanor did not look surprise. She knew better when dealing with Atlas. She said, "So what's your point?" Atlas said, "An old lover, a problem at work, a crime of passion. I just want to know if you had something to do with this?" Eleanor was silent for a few minutes. She then said, "Atlas, don't ask questions to which you don't want the answers to." Atlas leaned back in his chair. He crossed his arms over his chest. He said, "Did you cover your track properly?" Eleanor appeared to be growing tired of this and she said, "As much research and reading we've done on crime scene investigations, I'd hope so." Atlas replied, "Just checking."
Atlas reached into his pocket and removed a small plastic medicine container. Eleanor said, "What's that?" Atlas said, "It's for us." "What is it?" said Eleanor. Atlas said, "It's Clozapine." Eleanor got up and went to the sink. She stood there with her back to it. She said, "Okay, again, what is it for?" "It's for the treatment of psychotic behavior." Eleanor laughed. She said, "Psychotic behavior. What are you saying? Are you saying that we are, I am crazy?" She laughed even more. Atlas was still in his calm demeanor. He said,"If we went to see someone, they would diagnose us as suffering from a shared psychosis." He paused. "They would say that what we are suffering from will only get worse." Eleanor stomped over to the table and forcefully sat down. She said, "When you say we, you mean me?" Atlas said, "NO. I mean both of us. We started out avenging what was done to our son. But, we have expanded our purview to a wider brush." Eleanor was staring through her husband. She said, "I'm not crazy. I'm a vigilante, plain and simple." Atlas was looking at his wife with no judgment in his eyes. He said, "The things you do go beyond the abnormal act of taking a life." "Really," said Eleanor. "And what about our friend downstairs?" "Is that normal." Atlas shook his head and said, "He is a special case. He is the primary case. There is no dispute when it comes to him. But, the others are becoming studies in madness, especially where you are concern." Eleanor eyed the Clozapine. She said, "And what's that suppose to do for us?" Atlas said, "It will keep us anchored to reality."
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