Τhe cold basement was the perfect hideout, at least this is what I was thinking.
I had managed to escape from that maniac that had destroyed half the city in one hours’ time and had killed one hundred and twenty people just for the fun as he exclaimed during our fight two hours ago.
My whole body was aching, my throat was dry and as I was lying there, forgotten and alone, I started thinking what would have happened if the half dead police officer hadn’t warn me about the upcoming danger. I should thank him for rescuing my life but these where his last words. It was probably the calmest moment that had occurred since me fighting with that mutated human robot, but it didn’t last long.
He had tracked me down with the same tracking device or with his super-hero smell or something like that anyway. I heard the door handle bend under his grip’s weight and I jumped to my feet immediately because I understood that if we were to fight at that moment I would definitely loose the battle. But I had no time to react, he jumped on me and put his hands around my neck. My air was getting thin and I got dizzy, but I answered back at him with a kick in the shin. He extended his foot so that he could reestablish balance, but I anticipated his move and kicked his other leg too, so that he had no choice but to fall down. In a flash, I grabbed a bent iron, that probably was from a sofa or something, and struck his head. He was losing his temper and with that the control of his movements, so I decided that it was time to put an end to that situation.
I managed him a blow to his head and the edge of the iron crashed his skull and left the memory of a man that turned into a serial killer by his own government.
Exhausted, all sweaty and my wounds just starting not to hurt I left the room, the house, the city, with a sense of death on my lips.

Note: I wrote that as an extra essay/punishment for my English class back then. As it is obvious my handwriting sucks and yes i couldn’t copy exactly what i was writing. Maybe examining the photo may lead you noticing i have changed a thing or two.

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