Nice people. Part two.

For the next two hours, Percival watched the play and everyone. He despised their laughter and fun. The play wasn't funny or sad, but they were still doing what everyone else was doing. With hunger for everything that was around them, people themselves didn't know what they wanted. But you could see the madness in everyone's eyes. None of them thought, none of them cared about the other person's feelings. They lived only to destroy the kindness in their way. And it is true, the goal of humanity, is to neglect the kindness and destroy it as soon as possible. But why? After all, why is it so good to be so cruel and deceitful and without a single thought? And the good thing about it is that it is an easy life. It's easy, after all, to live without thinking about one's actions, to live without thinking about the feelings of others and without any responsibility, to live with a false smile while one can manage to hide behind a mask. It's a perfectly easy life. And sometimes, people alway