Lightning up the ass

The following is an excerpt from part one:

His cellmate shudders while at top volume Sid expels, “I hate all you fuckin’ C/Os and the fuckin’ state marshals. I hope you all fuckin’ burn in hell. In the meantime I call upon the forces of the universe to fuck you up so bad that you wished you had never lived.”

His cellie jumps up and started screaming. “Sid, SiD, SiiiiiiD! Stop. Look what’s happening. Look at the sky.” Sid ignores him and continues. It is early afternoon and the grayness of overcast skies becomes black, as though the day has skipped a cycle and instantly turned night.

“I hate all you fuckin’ bastards for what you are and what you did. I haaaate all you fuckin’ C/Os.” The sky grumbles. Enormous flashes of lightning flicker through the angry clouds. Water begins to flood down. It is as though the oceans of the world are overhead and are falling. Sid is standing in the center of the cell, arms outstretched.

“Sid—Sid, man! You gotta stop. Look what you’re...” The incantations continue as freely as the falling rain. Lightning crackles and deafening thunder bellows unceasingly in competition with unrelenting cries.

“All you damn C/Os and sheriffs are gonna be sorry that you ever crossed my path. I call upon the universe to destroy you. I hope the lightning goes right up your ass. I hate everyone for what they did and I curse the day that they ever came into my life. I curse you all to a lifetime of misery.” Hail the size of kumquats starts to fall. The wind is unrelenting, and frozen ice balls hurl against everything in its course. Lightning fl ashes in every direction. Its thunderous aftermath shakes the concrete building like a sonic boom.

“I curse everyone who is responsible for putting me in this rotten place. Damn you all forever. I curse you with every breath I have ever taken. I curse you all to hell.” Then he collapses on his bunk, entirely drained of energy. His cellie is still in shock, “That was you that did that?”

“Yup. I scared myself.” Maybe it is all just another bizarre coincidence. Unfortunately, there are no C/Os or sheriffs who got a bolt of lightning up the ass as far as either of us know.