Moses stared at the window as tears rolled freely down his cheeks. He was handcuffed to the bed. On his hands was the picture of his family. Him, Winnie and Nick. That was last December when they took a family picture. Each time he looked at it, tears rolled down his cheeks. Periodically, he would cry out to the nurse or doctors to free him from the handcuffs but none answered him as they all feared greatly for their lives. Since then, he was forced to face his bitter fate. He had tried to beg them to free him but all the pleas fell on deaf ears. At once, he tried to explain to the doctor that it was just a fit of anger he was facing, but they wouldn't listen as they would give him one excuses or the order telling him bullshit stories about the human body in concordance to the brain and speaking grammar in such a way that if you're not a medical personnel, you'll never understand what they're saying. This got him much more angry as he would try to launch an attack on them but was stopped by the firm grip of the handcuffs. This time, evening was fast approaching as Moses watched the sun set gradually. All he was thinking of was to escape this hospital which has the stench of death looming all around it. Moses turned back as he saw the shadow of an old man with a walking stick looking at him.
"Oh no" he gasped in horror as he moved backwards for his safety.
"I've been here for the past thirty minutes observing you Moses" the shadow said. His voice was bass and sounds somehow like cracked.
"Even shadows are gay? ". The shadow fell into a deep laughter upon hearing this. His laughter sounded quite genuine and devilish.
"You have a good sense of humor Moses, but I came here to free you."
" Free me from what?" The shadow began to come closer.
" Hey pause there, free me from what?"
" Those gifts on your wrists"
And why would you do that?" . At this point, the shadow vanished. Like it was seen no more. Moses heaved a sigh in regret as he felt he has rejected freedom's offer. All of as sudden, the handcuffs fell on the ground. He pinched himself thrice to be sure he wasn't dreaming. He looked forward again, the shadow was not there. An old man stood there staring at him.
"I may not tell you why I freed you, but endeavor to remember this face" he said and vanished. The door, which was always locked opened all of a sudden. Moses ran out of the hospital prison and went home. While all these happened, no one saw him.
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Matthew and a group of other assasins stormed into the hospital premises. They all wore a mask and carried long swords known as katanas. People upon seeing them ran out for their dear lives. Even the doctors that were dealing with the emergency ward patients deserted them and ran out. It was just a few faithful doctors who had the courage to lock the door and continued to treat their patients.
They stepped into the elevator as they were going to the nineteenth floor which was were Moses was stationed. In no time soon, they reached there. People upon seeing them and their deadly weapons which was hungry for blood ran for their dear lives. They came towards Moses's door which was no. 34. Matthew extended his hands and collected the bomb from one assassin. He placed the bomb on the door as they all stepped back waiting for the explosion. And it did explode. Much more violently than expected.
"Come out Moses, it's time" Matthew said as he walked into the dense darkness. There was no response. Soon, he found the switch and turned the lights on. Despite the nature of the shining light, a shadow still stood there looking at the band of assasins.
"How about we have some fun" the shadow said as he too brought out his sword. A rapier to be exact. He swung it expertly as well as spun it occasionally on his thumb. This was enough to send fear down the assassin's spines but they've seen enough of life that to fear a shadow.
"Last chance, where is Moses" Matthew shouted. The shadow let out an evil laughter as he gazed at them
"I am who you seek"
"You're poor liar, kill him!" Matthew shouted. The assassins drew out their swords from it's sheath as they encircled the shadow. Just as they attacked, in one complex move the shadow disarmed them of their weapons. Immediately he did that, parts of human bodies began to fall out from all angles as blood began to flow like fountain water. Matthew upon seeing this, ran to the door. The shadow was already there waiting for him. He threw some poisonous pins but he whisked them away with a stroke of his sword. He held Matthew's neck tightly as the latter struggled for air. His shadow form diminished as his real figure showed out now. That old man. Though blood filled the whole room, his sword was mirror like and clean, not a trace of blood was on his cloth.
"I may not know you, but I won't kill you for reasons you'll know soon. But always endeavor to remember this face" He vanished immediately he said his as Matthew fell on the ground gasping for air. He got up quickly and ran towards the window ledge and jumped out to escape the police