Uh...

I was practicing my mental force powers with extreme dedication the other day. Naturally, I'm staring face forward, at the doors of the sushi restaurant I work at. There were two men outside looking at something, or rather, shooing something away. I snapped out of my translucent gaze and wandered to the doors to see what was 'appening. When I poked my head out into the cold there was a baby mouse and or rat huddling in the corner of the doors and outside walls. I wasn't sure what it was doing, really. The men got the little guy to scurry down the sidewalk, in the same direction they were heading. The rodent was taking its time, too. It wasn't afraid to walk amongst us human animals. I actually followed it up the sidewalk, just to see where it'd eventually go (I had nothing better to do). As I walked along with it it ran ahead and stopped in front of the entrance to the coffee shop next to my workplace. That's when some fuck of a human being trailed out of his normal walk path and stomped on the thing. The guy came out of nowhere. From behind me and the two men who were also still watching the guy. We all three looked at each other, amazed. We couldn't believe what we had just saw. We had been left with the image of this nice little guy twitching in front of us. His hind leg kicking to some dark rhythm as a blood pooled out from around his twisted neck. What kind of shitty person does that? I'm seriously asking, anyone. It's fucked.
That dude is fucked and I hope giant alien space mice invade earth. I hope they find this dude and rape him. After his feral raping, we wait till he comes to term. See, the giant alien space mice impregnated his anus with giant alien space mice. (They specifically breed via the anus). Human, adult-sized mice then blast from his ass, at least like, six. A mice litter. Whatever. Then, they brutally stomp on him (dead or not, I'm sure these mice, breaching from his ass would cause some major bleeding). Afterwards, a party is thrown and they all feast on his remains, because they don't like to waste and have a taste for human flesh...on occasion.

aaaand...violence for violence.

I couldn't believe it. This animal was doing nothing but trying to make its way.

That sort of put me in a bad, awkward mood for the rest of the day..

It's not trivial, either. This is a segment of the human condition.