"You are under arrest! you have the right to remain silent! anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law! you have the right for anattorney if you can't afford one then one will be appointed to you! do you understand these rights?"

""

"DO YOU UNDERSTAND THESE RIGHTS?"

""

"take him away!!"

_{A few days later...}

"queran, I am Jane the local psychiatrist, I was told that you have been silent for days now and all you say is DOM over and over again!
Do you have something you might want to tell me? and Know this that only I will hear it and I will not tell it to anyone!"

"DOM"

"Yes I understand your fascination with these letters but what do they mean?"

"DOM"

"Right... you know if you stay like this they will book you and take you to some hospital for the Insane and disturbed!"

"you have no idea what sanity is and yet you stick it on people who do not want to accept what you offer them!"

"huhh ?"

"DOM means Derived On Madness"

"and what does that mean?"

"It means what it means and it can have no other meaning!"

"and the meaning is?"

"Didn't I just tell you?"

"yes but i want the full answer!"

"the full answer?"

"yes, tell me exactly what it means"

"You see, to be derived on madness takes a lot of skill, hard work and dedication... just kidding!"

"what?"

"well, there is nothing to it! all you have to do is to derive your madness from within yourself and reverse it!"

"excuse me?"

"you seem to be in need for help more than i am!"

"you are talking ridles or what ever it is you are making no sens at all!"

"Let me explain to you how it came to be!"

"very well"

"DOM aka Derived On Madness, the story began a few years ago when my father gave me his mind..."

"excuse me did you say his mind?"

"yes his mind, and yes he gave it to me on a peace of paper"

"he gave you his mind on a peace of paper?"

"if you keep interrupting me i will kill you!"

"What? you make no sense and you are talking about th..."

"well if you keep on interupting me then I cant explain it now can I?"

"..."

"that paper contained the true meaning of DOM and what's written on that paper was/is/always will be... nothing! all that was written on it was DOM"

"..."

"DOM means what it means and can have no other meaning to it, it's meaning makes it different from every thing else thus making it DOM!"

"I still have no idea what it means, hell i don't even understand what you are saying, can you explain it in details please?"

"DOM came to be from a single thought Derived from a single mind and became On it's own Mad thus that same thought was Derived On Madness"

"and what is that thought?"

"it's queran"

"and... what does queran mean?"

"Dark"

"right, so the dark..."

"no! not THE dark... just dark"

"so dark became from a single thought derived from a mad mind and became on it's own... what again?"

"dark"

"huhh ?"

"the thought is dark, it came to be from a single thought Derived from a single mind and became On it's own (dark) Mad thus that same thought (dark) was Derived On Madness"

"so from what i could sum up you are telling me that DOM is a thought and that thought made you who you are and to be DOM you have to be dark thus mad... right"

"if you put it that way.... yes"

"so mad is dark?"

"and dark is mad"

"your mad!"

"I am queran"

"you made a bad choice going this road, I have to tell you this to make you understand that what you did was wron..."

"wrong?"

"yes wrong"

"who are you to tell me that was i did was wrong?"

"well.. you don't have to be a genius to know that killing fifty people is wrong"

"why is killing people wrong?"

"..."

"well?"

well it's just wrong and you have to be punished for doing something that is unethi..."

"unethical? didn't you hear anything i said?"

"you seem to be in a state of mind we..."

"ohh don't start your what ever you call it symptom shit and answer my question..."

"who told you, the people, the government, the world that killing is wrong?"

"well god did!"

"did you ever see him?"

"no bu..."

"did you ever hear him say that?"

"No but wont you jus..."

"then what makes you so sure he did?"

"ughh..."

"doing the "right" thing or the "Bad" thing has to come from somewhere right?"

"ookkk ...."

"then the "right/bad" thing that this person has done was derived from a choice he made right?"

"yes that's right"

"and you are telling me that "god" said that we have to do the right thing not the bad you following me here?"

"yes i am and yes he did"

"and you/the world believe that god created man and the world right?"

"yes that's right"

"well then answer me this... If god created man and life that means he gave us the ability to make choices right?"

"yes he did"

"then he said we have to make the "right" choice right?"

"YES"

"well let me tell you this, there is no such thing as "wrong" there is only that which does not serve you, does not speak the truth about Who You Are, and Who You Chose to be"

"wtf... Don't you even feel guilty of what you have done?"

"guilty? Guilt is the feeling that keeps you stuck in who you are not"

"But guilt is the feeling that lets us know we have done wrong! how can you not feel guilty?"

"Awareness is what you are talking about, not guilt! you will not grow through guilt, but only shrivel and die! people have taken these ideas that were planted in their heads and go on from there, lies have filled the world and people are getting weaker by the day..."

"what do you mean?"

"Let's get back to your "god", you say i have done wrong right? well let me ask you this, If god created man then he must have created the choice i "should have made" which is not to kill AND he created the choice that i did make which is to kill all these people..."

"that's correct"

"well then if he wants me to make the right choice then why provide me with a different one? with a "wrong" one? don't you say that god is great and he is the all mighty?"

"well yes, he did that to test you"

"test me? are you saying that what i did has hurt him in a way?"

"well yes, he asked you to do the right thing and you didn't"

"First of all God does not forgive, there is no need for him to forgive and the reason is that we can never offend him, nor we can damage, destroy him... yet you imagine yourself capable of offending even damaging him... "

"no i am not saying that but..."

"then what is there to forgive? What your society considered "right" just a few decades ago, you consider "wrong" today, What you considered "wrong" in the past, you now call "right", Who can tell what is what?"

"well that makes some sense but killing was always "wrong" ..."

"and will never change? go back to BC were people use to kill people for food and shelter was it considered "wrong" then? what makes you so sure it wont be "right" in the future?"

"well i cant BUT WE ARE IN THE PRESENT NOW!!!"

"you are what you think you are"

"what?"

"people have been so blind that HAVING something makes them happy! well that is not true!"

"you mean me having more money does not make me happy?"

"no"

"and how is that?"

"what you think
you create
what you create
you become
what you become
you express
what you express
you experience
what you experience
YOU ARE
What you are, you think!
Act as if you are you will draw it to you, Act as if you are you become!"

"How about we continue this later? shall we?"

"we will not meet again!"

"and why is that?"

"I am leaving Tonight!"

"ohh you are?"

"yes"

Going back to his cell, queran takes a last look at the doctor and says:

"see you in hell one day!"

He walks in his cell and lays down...

A few minutes later he hears a screem coming from the end of the hall, it was Millie runnung towards him...

"queran I am here to bust you out!!"

were there any witnesses?

I am afraid not, this has never been done before! this guy is either extreemly smart or extreemly MAD!

_{Monday Morning!}

The only man alive at the seen is the merderer, he takes his hat off, places it on the bar and takes a sip from his wiskey glass right before he gets up and leaves!
on their arrival, the cops stare amazed at the sight! ten bodies lying face down on the ground all with no aperrant woonds but none of them is breathing.
inspecting the seen, the detective finds a peace of paper with writing on it...

D.erived O.n M.adness
q.ueran

The note makes it's way back to the doctor known as jane, at the verry sight of it Jane starts to shivver and starts taking deep breaths as she addmires the paper, then she turns to the cop and asks...

Were did you find this ?

It was left at a crime seen, ten people brutaly murderd..

And the cause of death?

Poison!

.....

_{Tuesday Morning!}

Hat on, a walking stick in his hand, queran enters the suit shop and heads to the counter..

This letter is to be delivered as it is to the owner, no questions asked!
The lady at the counter nods then turns and heads in the ofice at the back side of the shop, a few seconds later she comes out and looks at queran

The note is placed on his desk, he will read it when comes in, you sure you don't want to wait?

I am!

.....

Five dead, no leads, no witnisses!

What the hell is going on?!?!

It seems he is targeting all the local drug dealers, and they all seem to work for one guy!

and who is that?

Well, it's the old guy who murdered the wife and kid up in the mountains.

You mean the one in...?

Yes!

Comming in the ofice door is jane!

Good eavening! I thought I'd help you out with this case, for I have already sat down and had a conversation with this guy and rest assure that he is not to be taken lightely!

And you are?

My appologies, I am doctor Jane!

Ohh right...

So what can you tell us about this guy?

First of all, He is smart, he knows what he's doing and he's doing every thing for a reason and what ever that reason is we are still not sure, but he always seem to be ahead of us, what ever we do!

hmm...

A few minutes later, a fuzzy looking guy comes barging in holding a peace of paper in his hand!

What's worng?

It's him! we found him!

Were is he?

He is hiding at a place he bought a few days ago up town...

The sound of the sirens can be heard for miles, as the cop cars approach the old barn queran takes out his arms and places them on the kitchen table, he then takes off his jacket and his hat and places them on the chair, sitting down sipping on his coffee, he waits!

The cops have the place completely surrounded, one of the detectives at the seen gets out of his car and yells... QUERAN, WE KNOW YOU ARE IN THERE! COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP!
Hearing the man scream, queran stands up and walks to the door...

You are under arrest! you have the right to remain silent! anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law! you have the right for an attorney if you can't afford one then one will be appointed to you! do you understand these rights?

""

Get in!

_{The Following Day!}

we meet again!

Not a good one thought

And why is that?

You expect me to answer that?

Now let me tell you what's going to be done now, first you will be transf...

I am not going any were!

And why is that?

Because you need me here!

And why is that?

Well let's say, It's going to be a hell of a week!

And why is that?

Say that one more time and I will personally hang you on top of a Pack of hungry pigs and watch them eat you up for dinner!

You see, I am going to change what you people call "the law", clearly you can see that murderers are still in the streets and so are robbers and kidnappers etc... and the "law" is not doing shit to stop it! well that's were I and many others come in to clean up the mess! many people come to us for help on things witch they have already discussed with the "law" and all they got was a spat in their face!

What are you talking about?

What I am trying to say is that the "law" should not exist for it is not up to the "law" to set the rules for man it's the other way arond!

And how are you planning on changing it?

The sound of the steps coming from the end of the hall started getting louder, approaching the cell, the same detective that arrested queran shows up and calls for the doctor!

We have a situation!

What's wrong?

The sheriff, his wife and his son are missing and no one knows were they are!

You think queran has anything to do with this?

Not sure...

Ok I will try and get something out of him... let's pray he talks!

You guys seem to be busy so I'll just sit here until you finish you're little chat! says queran laughing at the detective!

Sarcasm... well, what the detective was telling me was that the sheriff along with his wife and Son have gone missing!

Yes

By yes you mean you Knew?

Yes

And... Do you have anything to do with their disappearance?

Yes

"that was easy" says the doctor thinking to herself...
And were are they now?

Well then let me see... first I am going to need some good quality food and a bottle of your fines scotch whiskey...

Are you blackmailing me?

No, I am making a deal!

A deal?

Yes, you provide me with what i have asked for, then I shall tell you were you can find the "sheriff" and his family!

_{A few minutes later...}

Well then, I have provided you the best food from the best kook in town and the whiskey btl just like you asked! Now were are they ?

hmm, they are in a place were the sun loses it's shine, look for the house with the arrow head and go straigh to the basement! hurry though they don't have much time! as soon as the clock hits nine! it would be too late!

You fucking with me?

No, you are still here? well then if they end up dead you should balme yourself... Detective!

Stop with the ridles and tell me were they are!

tic toc tic toc...

GRR.....

The detective's disbeliefe caused him not to take what queran said seriously, he slides in his chair opens the map and starts searching for the house on the beach that queran was talking about! one hr have passed and finally he found what he was looking for. Accompanied by two cop cars, the detective makes his way down the streets of manhattan and onto the fast road leading straigh to the place! taking their precautions they enter the house and head down stairs...

_{The time is -9:12 PM-}

Turning on the lights, they see a big round metal box with tubes comming out of it! they head over and opens it!

queran did'nt lie! that son of a b...

Look at this... the timer on the side of the box indicates that the oxigen tank is supposed to run out at exactly nine PM!

For fuck's sake what fucking kind of Maniac is he!!

Back in the cell, enjoying his food, queran looks at the confused detective and says:

I told you don’t be late! You would have got to him in time if it wasn’t for your lack of respect for time, let’s hope you understand what I am trying to do and obey the deadline from now on!

What happened to you?

What do you mean?

You seem like a reasonable guy and a smart one, what are you doing to yourself?

Myself?

Yes

I am not doing anything to myself what I am doing is for you! For you to live a happy life away from chaos, away from stress, to live free with no rules, no pain, no government, no law… I will probably not succeed in all of these but I will send a message, I will prove that the law cannot be trusted!!! That the law is NOT ALWAYS THERE! For it is not you who judge it is that same person!

What?

The man who made his mistake is the only man entitled to judge himself for he and he alone knows the truth of what happened! And no one else! But that story is for later… Now let’s stick with what we are doing!

And what is that?

And you dare ask?

You killed the guy and now you are going to be arrested!

I never said I killed them!

You kidnapped them!

I never said that!

Then how did you know where they are!

I have a note and it can be found in my bedroom!

So you had nothing to do with this?

I gave you the address didn’t I?

Yes you did!

A man running across the hall comes up to the detective and says:

We found a body!

Whose?

A local drug dealer named John… the same one was caught on fraud and extortion last year and was released the next day for lack of evidence!

queran! Did you have anything to do with this?

Well, if I say no then I would be lying!

DID YOU KILL THIS GUY?

I didn't say that!

And who did?

Well then… I am going to need a new and comfortable bed, you know these beds here are shit, and a radio tomorrow by 2 in the afternoon and then I shall provide with the information you need!

This is ridiculous! What’s stopping me from send you to a maximum security prison and never be heard of you again?

Well what that idiot behind you forgot to mention is that the guy was found under a bed on which there was a letter and in that letter is written the name of the next victim!

And how do you know that?

Like I said! I have a letter and that letter is in my bathroom under the lid! You may go fetch it if you want.

I thought it was in your bedroom!

no, this is another one.

so you have two letters?

yes I have two letters!

So you had nothing to do with this?

After everything I just told you, you are still asking me this question?

Very well!

You’re still here? Go get me my bed and radio!!

_{The time: 5:35 PM}

Arriving to queran's cell, the detective waves to the officers in the back to bring in the new bed along with a standard size radio that was places on the outside of the sell for security purposes!

So!, you seem good for it! I will provide you with the information you want!

I am all ears!

The drug dealer died because I wanted him to die s...

SO YOU KILLED HIM!

I didn't say that!

FFS...

Well then you going to let me continue?

Go on!

So I places a small bomb under his chair with him strapped to it and i gave him the detonator!

SO YOU DID KILL HIM!

If you don't shut up I wont continue!

FINE!

After giving him the detonator I politely told him that if he lets go of the detonator the bomb will go off!

And when did you do this?

A week ago!

A WEEK!!?

Yes, I guess he couldn't hold on to it much longer...

A FUCKING WEEK !? How the hell is he suppo... Never mind!

I will make sure you take the electric ch...

before you go and do something foolish like that, I have to warn you that none of you is safe...

Is that a threat?

If you take it that way well... Yes!
five cops will die today and there is nothing you can do about it! and i'll even tell you when!

And when is that?

Today... at ten PM.

We will see about that!

_{A few hrs later...}

The police station is crowded with cops, they all stair at the clock as it ticks minutes away from hitting ten...
reliefe fell in their hearts as the clock passes ten o'clock, they all stair at each other as if he is playing them, he's playing with their emotions.
finishing their day shift, a number of cops make their way to the parking lot to head home...

YOU SONE OF A B...

What? say it!

HOW THE HELL?!?!

I told you five will die... a small timing mistake was all it was

YOU BLEW UP THEIR CARS!

Rephrase that... all five of their cars blew up! I didn't do anything, I am in jail remember?

Then you must have an accomplice outside or you rigged them to blow up before you were caught!

So much for your proof... *Winks*

_{The next day}...

For the last time! Who is your accomplice!

What are you talking about?

STOP WITH THE MIND GAMES AND TELL ME HIS NAME!

His?

SO IT"S A SHE THEN?

She? you really think it would be that easy? that easy to just catch the criminal and send him to jail?

What's stopping me from putting a whole in your HEAD!

your daughter...

MY WHAT!?!@#?

You heard me! I bet she is enjoying a very calm and relaxing time looking through that photo album you were begging me to tell you were it was...

the photo album?.... The Photo Album???...... THE FUCKI... PHOTO ALBUM!!!!

Very similar to a cat scared shit-less as it runs and her paws gliding on the ground as if it was actually standing still!! The detective makes his way out of the cell straight to his car..

Meanwhile, at the detective's house his wife gets ready to prepare dinner as her young daughter sits at the living room couch turning the pages of the photo album!.

Back to queran, gliding in his cell bed his cell mate turns to him and asks...

What exactly is in that photo album?

Pictures in detail of all 50 people who died in last week's massacre along with pictures of their scattered body parts

Damn, now he will surely put a bullet in that round scarred head of yours

I doubt he will even make it back...