"Hello Just,
I want to play a game. The rules are simple, Get through the four mazes alive and you will be free to go. Each maze is unique. You have four years to complete them. Once the time is up, you will cease to exist. Imagine, everyone you know, everyone you love no longer acknowledging your existence. Can you live with that? Let the Game begin.
Oh did I mention, your lecturer will be Dr. Abdul Mazid."
Four years later. I stand before a medical bed. My torturer for four years lying on it. I have waited forever for this moment. Every single day I have thought of killing him. And now I had the chance.
"Hello Just," He whispered as his turned to me, so fragile and helpless. "I want to play a game. One final test, I am sorry for what i have done to you. On the counter is an assortment of vicarious tools of which you can use to kill me. Or if you can truly forgive the man who has caused you all this pain and suffering. You can leave and take your chances in the outside world as a new man,"
I browsed at the assortment of power tools on the counter. Powerdrills, deburrers, sharp pointy things. I came to realise that he was totally under my mercy. I had nothing to lose except my chance to kill the man I hate. Or could there?
"This is your last chance. Just, walk away, our fates are linked. Forgive and let live," What the hell was he to threaten me with such a statement. If he died, Nothing else would matter. Or would it? Did he know something that I did not? "Please Just do this for yourself," He pleaded.
"I forgive you," I heard my rageful mouth utter. I grabbed a large power saw and started it up. He starred at me offering his fragile neck. Was I to give in to my hate and strike down this unarmed man. Completing my fate and journey to the Dark side? The Answer....November 30th...
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