Interrupted Sheep

Max stirred awake as he heard some women argue from afar. He was tired and didn't understand the conversation since it stopped without violence he closed his eyes and went back to sleep. He was once again dreaming of a former adventurer in his past where he was in the jungle hunting and destroying a drug lord and his estate.

While trekking through the jungle with a machete, he was softly singing to himself, "Weeheeheehee dee heeheeheehee weeoh aweem away
Weeheeheehee dee heeheeheehee weeoh aweem away
In the jungle, the mighty jungle
The lion sleeps tonight
In the jungle the quiet jungle
The lion sleeps tonight
Wee heeheehee weeoh aweem away
Wee heeheehee weeoh aweem away
Near the village, the peaceful village
The lion sleeps tonight
Near the village, the quiet village
The lion sleeps tonight
Wee heeheeheehee weeoh aweem away
Rrr, la la la weeoh aweem away
Hush, my darling, don't fear, my darling,
The lion sleeps tonight
Hush, my darling, don't fear, my darling,
The lion sleeps tonight
Wah oh oh, wah oh oh, wah oh wimoweh
Weeheeheehee dee heeheeheehee weeoh aweem away
Weeheeheehee dee heeheeheehee weeoh aweem away"

Then as he finished his song he found a mansion in the middle of a jungle. For the life of him he could not understand why someone would live like that in the middle of now where. It was like painting a huge target on their backs whie acting all high and mighty. So he found a few fallen trees and used some supplies from his backpack to turn them into huge torches. Then one by one he held them over a small campfire and lit them before launching them like a javelin at the estate. His targets were the areas that were very flammable like the ammo shed, propane gas tanks, wooden parts of the house and the vehicles. He continued to sing his songs as he launched his attack from a distance.

He sang, "Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the... FLOOR!"
Then when the whole place was a blaze he ran into the complex as he continued to sing, "Beaten... why for?
Can't take much more
Here we go... Here we go... Here we go (now)
One - Nothing wrong with me
Two - Nothing wrong with me
Three - Nothing wrong with me
Four - Nothing wrong with me
One - Something's got to give
Two - Something's got to give
Three - Something's got to give
Now!
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the, floor!
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the, floor!"

When he was done only soot remained from the entire estate and all the people there. He pulled out his radio and called his father for his next mission. Max's dreams were usually of his past and sometimes he would dream of being a game character from his phone but in the end his dreams ended up back to his violent past. His father trained him to live in a world where violence was a normal thing and to not get emotional about it. Max could kill an entire Cartel and sleep like a baby. He was clueless that his father turned him into a sociopath. However he was also eager to earn approval from his peers which was a condition he also learned that contradicted his violent training. His father was pleased by his conditioning but disappointed in his poor academics.

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