The Unknown(Alesha Jariwala) AHHHHHHHH! A scream lingered the open mountain range. My gaze shifted towards the reverberating, tinny noise, but it was right behind me. The bullets of fear and surprise outspreading my shivering body. Through my rusty camo jacket, I ran into the summit's grandiosity and kept walking. Hid my identity in the hood. This is my job. Kill people to bask in my glory. I am Unknown. I am a mixture of crime, murder, and scam. My life depends on people's screams. For the sake of a loved one. One who has been dead by a reckless soul. No clues, no fingerprints, no data. One who has destroyed my key to living in this world. One who's will not reverse my endless fatigue for the hours of trekking I do. So why shall I spare anyone? The limit is unlimited on my command. Everyone will search for me but fail. I am now the soul who will never leave his clues behind. Not one heart will be here but my loved one's. Police have been in search of me for a little over a century. The case of me has caused a mourning along many. The problem with me is, I think ahead. Any potential situation is how I think. Anything could happen. When I think ahead, my mind doesn't get the best of me. For me, this is melancholy turned into strawberry ice cream. But will my glory get the best of me? No, it never has. I am the glory. There is no such thing as overconfidence. This is life. A circle of death. A cycle of life is a circle of death. My existence depends on this. I must go.

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