[ WP ] Each person is born with the ability to consciously *snap* their mind as many times as wanted . Each snap unlocks a superpower with a mental illness in tow . The stronger the power , the more severe case of mental illness you get .

`` So you have literally never snapped before?'' Malcolm shrugged while she continued `` dude I never knew that, I think you're the only guy I talk to who has n't given himself some ridiculous power to help with money or sex.'' He chuckled a bit while nervously looking around the bar they sat in'this bitch talks too much' `` Well I do n't really need either of those you know? I like my sanity so why bother with it?'''yeah that's exactly what it is' She shrugged `` yeah I can see that, I'm a little jealous actually. I wish I had your self control.'' Malcolm smiled, `` well I have to get going, walk you out?'''Thank god, if we stayed here for any longer I might have killed myself.' He shook his head roughly while she collected her purse and jacket before the walked out to hail a cab, the voice in his head just did n't shut up. 
 
 `` Will I see you again?'' She asked before stepping into the taxi. `` Yeah I'll call you'' He said with a smile'fuck no we wont'. She drove off as Malcolm began walking back to his apartment `` what was wrong with her?'''She talked too much and is just way too happy, it's intolerable.' He regretted snapping so badly as he crossed the street to his apartment, granted he was n't really in a position to question the decision at the time but the voice in his head was crippling any chance he had at a normal life. 
 
 `` Hey you got a smoke?'' Malcolm reached in his pocket before turning his head to see that man walk up to him.'This motherfucker is shady' `` Here you go man.'' The guy inhaled and immediately pulled out a pistol, pointing it at his face `` now I'll take your wallet?'''Kill this fuck Malcolm.' He reached in his pocket and handed him his wallet `` there man, we're good. You do n't need the gun.'' The shady man put the wallet in his pocket before taking a step back `` it's nothing personal man'' and he fired a round which entered his chest and flew out his back. He felt his blood and chunks of meat fly out of his back before he hit the ground, everything spun for a moment before darkness took him. 
 
 `` 3:31 in the morning exactly on Friday... yeah some bastard got shot and I had to stay late. Baby... I'm about to get started but I wo n't be home until late tonight.'' Malcolm twitched and woke up on a slab. His first breath was raspy and loud as he felt oxygen reach his lungs again.'I fucking told you he was shady, but noooo do n't listen to me.' `` God damn shut the fuck up.'' Malcolm sat up and looked around, he was in a morgue and the guy on duty was staring at him with his mouth open and phone still next to his ear. `` I dont suppose you'll just take this as a good time to go home early to your'baby' and forget about me?'' 

