I am not feeling myself

---last Time---
I opened the door. There was a man looking a bit flustered. I think he
was going to sell me something. "Hi, my name is Raj." He said.
"Fuck off Raj." I said, and went back to my porn.
--Now continued---
The Porn wasn't s good as I expected, I think it was because that
annoying man was still knocking on my door.
"Go away!" I shouted through the door. He said something but it was
muffled. I pulled my pants and trousers up and opened the door. Before
I could speak, he spoke first.
"Look, it's important." Said the man called Raj. "I'm the residential
manager for corridor 449-D."
"Where is that? And why do I care?" I said. He pointed to a large sign
next to my door. I read it slowly.
"449-D" I said. Followed by "Ah. Sorry. I just moved in."
"Look mate, I know how important your porn probably is to you, I
actually can't wait to get back to 'Dirty Mondor Maidens of Mordeth
VII' but this is important right." I felt his pain, so heard him out.
"But there's been this awful crash, and theres this gas leaking out of
it or something... and it's a pretty serious threat. My job is to
evacuate this corridor in case it spreads this way."
I waved him off. "Gas isn't that serious. I can run away from it. I
will just stay here and run away if it comes this way."
He pleaded with me a few more times but in the end he just let me
stay. Before he left I apologied for shouting at him before. "its been
a stressful day." I said. "I just got out of stasis and do not really
know where I am. So I am feeling a bit angry. I should not have taken
it out on you. I am sorry, I usually take it out on small dogs. Do you
know where I can find one?"
"To do what with?"
"Take my anger out on." I said.
He walked away from my door and said something about there being a dog
next door. I jumped at this chance. If I killed this dog then maybe I
will feel better about myself. I knocked on the door and there was no
answer. I tried again and assumed the person who lived next door was
on duty, or had already been evacuated. I pulled the wires from the
electric doorbuzzer and rewired them so that the door opened.
I was inside! I could see a small dog in a basket in a far corner.
"Come here poochie!" I called. The dog looked up. It was one of those
annoyingly small dogs that bimbos have in their handbags. It looked
like a shaved rat, but I didnt care, hating it would just make it
easier to kill.
The dog ran around and I chased it, we knocked over many things in the
apartment and lots of things broke. I hoped that it would be worth it,
I would be back to my casual calm self if I could only sacrifice this
bastard dog.
"I will not hurt you little doggie!" I lied. "Come here, come on. Stop
barking, please stop barking you will attract attention. I just want
to choke you you little rat!"
The dog did not want to be caught, I chased it for another few minutes
and did not notice the faint green-coloured gas coming through the
vent. After another minute I stopped. Something was wrong with my
arse. I could feel something bad, i think it was another effect of the
stasis. My bowels were having a bad reaction to the stasis field.
Maybe time had effected them differently and they had been frozen for
longer, but now they were speeding up rapidly. I had to take a shit NOW.
I ran to the toilet in the quarters I had broken into and dropped my
trousers. As I sat on the porcelain throne I felt my bollocks. Its a
thing I think (and hope) all men do when they are alone. They like to
check their privates. It is comforting somehow. There was a problem
today though. I could cup my testicles happily, but the thing normally
attached to them was missing. I looked down as if I couldn't believe
it. I couldn't believe it.
My penis was missing.
I stood up and ran out of the toilet (without wiping – oops), just in
time to see the small dog running away with my detached penis.
This was a bad day.