All I could think of were numbers. It was to the point that when all those people stood up I didn't even glance at them.
Gaze they gave me was intense, it was piercing. They observed black blood coming from me and my eyes, ears and nose.
Yes my blood no longer was red, or at least most of it wasn't.
I didn't even know that I was changing. I didn't notice that more circuits on triangle were complete less I was "myself".
Yet people around me did not care about such thing. Their eyes that were hollow and death before now held something else. Still expressionless, still puppets, yet also living beings. One of them stepped closer to me and other followed.
Some took stones from ground, other picked up brick from fallen building.
My mind was in chaos, still counting, still experiencing the beauty of the equation.
Of course I noticed them however.
My brain refused to do anything other then listening to these knowledge in my head. It no longer cared about moving my body. That math, these secrets were much more important then the body I possessed. If it was lost it would be lost.
My brain though at that time that maybe it was good to have body lost in such way. My spirit however fought back, desperately trying to make me move, make me escape.
People came closer, their faces still hollow, their hands however no longer trembling when they saw triangle.
Horror overcome my heart, fear gripped my body.
I saw man who car I took coming closer, I saw another woman I pushed away when I run through the street, I saw the one man that today was lifting the couch I was sitting on.
They came closer, eyes hollow with singular purpose.
I should be erased by their wrath.
Yet I refused to succumb.
Fighting against the knowledge in my head I forced my body to roll over as crowbar hit the place where I was second ago. My black blood covered my body and face. I could smell the iron in it. So much iron.
I screamed in whisper, trying to get out some words somehow.
But this time people did not listen.
They attacked again, two people grabbed my hands, two grabbed my legs. Another person then came, same one that tried to hit me before.
Crowbar rose to the sky preparing to shatter my skull.
Helplessness filled me, the fury ignited. I felt something in me snap, knowledge I absorbed coming together. Math interconnected in my brain forming perfect triangle and I felt it resonating with one on my wrist.
I raised my freed hand in attempt to stop the steel with my flesh. Ending should be obvious, yet in moment when all math connected crowbar stopped moving.
Hovering above his palm the steel trembled as if it met invisible wall.
Man who held crowbar started to turn red from effort he put into pushing it down. Sight made no sense at all, but I could feel invisible force coming out of my hand.
My face then twisted in rage.
With shout all people were pushed back, their bodies shooting through the air.
Many did not survive fall, breaking their neck as their head hit the asphalt. Yet I felt nothing at that time. In my sight was only man who tried to crush my skull.
Holding the crowbar with my bare hands I stared at him like beast.
I wanted to do same to him, making him feel same despair I felt. Yet my hands did not move.
Invisible force coming from me however did.
It entered his body and broken bones in hand holding the crowbar. Howl came out of him, one that filled me with desperate sense of accomplishment and shock.
Standing there holding the crowbar I stared at the man who now howled on the ground.
Invisible force moved once more in man body.
I tried desperately take it out but found out it didn't move using mind.
In my panic invisible force moved crushing bones in man chest and leg. Flowing like water it then started to melt men down.
I knelt down wanting to help.
Yet invisible force knew what was in my heart. It knew my anger was still there, it knew that this person made me fear life.
Like extension of my ego it moved in man body, seeking to destroy what hurt my soul.