A long, long time ago in the not so distant future lived a peculiar creature. This creature was moss green and deep purple and resembled a swamp monster. Some people would say that this creature was indeed a monster made to destroy and when it got especially angry, kill. This was widely accepted by people all around. This creature called itself “Jack” for he did not like his real name; Pneumonia. He did not understand why it started with a P, and thus the main reason he hated it. Jack never slept, he was always on the move. Killing and weakening innocent people that had never done anything to him. He considered this a sport and enjoyed it thoroughly, it ran in his DNA.
One especially beautiful sunny day Jack got bored and decided to go make someone’s life miserable. Now we must understand that Jack was extremely strong and dangerous. So he set out looking for a tired, overworked victim that he could take down easily. He roamed around for several days until he got to what seemed to be a church. Jack arrived at a very large tan two story building with a brown roof. He went in search for people. After a while of searching he discovered that the main office was upstairs and there were several people inside. There he spotted a middle aged man with long-ish hair and a scraggily chin slaving over large quantities of work at his desk. “This is the perfect specimen” he thought. He soon discovered that this man was called by the name of Matt. But then the man got up and moved to a larger room downstairs where he proceeded to take a stringed instrument and play soft tunes but soon got distracted with his electronic device called a phone.
Jack saw that this was the perfect time to sneak up and attack the un-expecting victim. He did not want anyone to notice him, so with his cunning strength and stealthy abilities he snuck up and pounced on him, delivering a blow that could shatter bone to the lungs that caught the victim off guard “KA- POW!” Matt started coughing and fell to the floor moaning. Matt felt so weak and he passed out for what seemed like ages, although he knew it was only seconds.
Matt spent several seconds on the floor regaining his composure, for he had not realized what was happening to him. All he knew was that one minute he was doodling with his cell phone and another moment he was on the floor and his lungs felt like they were burning up. Coughing on the floor he looked around and saw the monster. That moment he what had just happened to him, he was already very tired but he knew that he must fight!So Matt, with a start, got on his feet and then they started to fight. They fought for many days and many nights. It was a tiring and gruesome battle.
After several days of fighting, Matt was weary and very, very tired. Jack was also very tired but he was confident that he would be victorious. Matt was so tired that he could not come in to work for about 4 days. Jack thought he was victorious
But Matt had something that Jack did not…the element of sleep. When Matt slept, he would regain energy and hence he was able to fight, this would help him not only to be able to get up and fight but it allowed him to fight better. So one evening after getting a full night of uninterrupted sleep, Matt launched a full scale attack on Jack. This time Jack was the one who was overwhelmed and soon started to lose the fight. Jack had never felt fear before but this was different, he was losing faster than he had ever lost before. He was desperate to win. He was so desperate that he started to make mistakes, these mistakes proved to be fatal. After a few more days of fighting matt was able to find an opening and killed Jack…or so he thought. Jack can never die, but Matt was able to scare him so bad that he left Matt alone for a long time after that.