The Sandman's Ghost: Sum Fog: Book One

He realized later, in retrospect, that that was the moment when he must have had his psychotic break. His initial “Stressor” as some professional behaviorists termed it. Although, he considered, he did not “suffer” a psychotic “break”. He merely had one. Small and contained. Like a tap on the shoulder. Click. Like a small toggle switch being flipped in the quiet of a dark room. Click. Like the sound of a Colt single action .45’s hammer being pulled back. Click. It was just like developing a sudden itch. It didn’t trigger anything bloodthirsty. It evoked no urge to be brutal. But, it was an itch that he knew he would have to scratch. There was something he had to do. Soon. That was how quickly it all happened; the mission, the reason, the justification. All of it. Just like that.Click.How much is enough?