Dev ~
'The poor man must have not comprehended the pain when his throat was slit. It was an immediate action and less severe death I think,' I reckoned.
'I think I saw a silhouette of someone glimpsing inside the ward. If they have come to know, the police will be here any minute. I should rush,' I aroused myself.
I thought it would be better if I entered from the window rather than from the door. I was certain that somebody was there peeping inside. The person who saw me committing this action must have already informed the whole asylum that there's a murderer in here. Even the receptionist was looking at my face the way she will remember it well to give a sketch of me to the police.
No fusses, I can find my way of evading. After all, executing so many crimes didn't bring me to the police, then how can I let them take hold of me now. They don't know my momentum. No matter how much they try they can never have me. And even if they have me I'll never surrender.
I did have a smirk on my face thinking about my proficiency and talent that I own.
As quickly as possible I wiped the knife with the mattresses that were there on the bed of the ward and kept the knife in the fruit vessel as it was. Rashly, I ran over the window to see my possible prop of exit. Yeah, and there it was. There was a pipe leading all the way down to the ground from the window. Everything was in my favour. My face had a smile when I saw that I am so close to my way of fleeing. I glanced back once to see if anyone was coming or not and much to my solace there was no one yet.
'How come there's no one here yet. By this time, the whole asylum should've gathered. By this time I should've heard the siren of the police jeep, but there's no one. It is for the first time I am encountering such a thing. Either the person who saw me is mad or he is in my favour, there are these two possibilities.'
Seeing the opportunity, I instantly got down without making much noise. I have a check here and there if anybody has laid any trap or not, before moving out of the gate. I go near the front gate silently. The side where I got down earlier was the back of the asylum and there was no exit way there. Huge fences surrounded the arena approximately 27 to 30 feet tall, which was impossible to climb, they had glass pieces and nails stuck at the bars of the fence, which if touched would injure someone very badly.
The area near the gate had many trees. I remembered I kept my gun in hiding under one of those trees. I ran after reminiscing and started surveying for the tree. I had no time. But I needed the gun. In case the police caught me on the road while eloping I should at least have something for my defence. I am strong enough to fight with my fists but nobody can confront guns. And the police are not mad to arrive here without any preparations to arrest a wanted criminal like me. Just my name is enough to let shiver through their spine.
'Yes, I got It,' I said delightedly.
I took my gun and moved further towards my final destination, the gate. The huge gate where there were two Watchmen's always alert.
'I am ready to kill them too if they come in my way'.
I kept my gun targeted, so if anyone comes to shoot them there and there. I moved slowly lurking behind trees to see if there were watchmen waiting for their death to come on the gate. My eyes were overhauled on the gate. My footsteps light and hefty, the grass crushed beneath my feet as I walked.
As far as I can see, there's no one outside the gate. Everything is mum and dark outside.
'Today is my day,' I glowed to myself.
With a happy face, I walked dauntlessly towards the gate. As soon as I reached, my eyes were in shock at what I saw.
'Who's she? And what is she doing here?'
A girl was lying near the gate. Where did she come from? Her face was wrapped with the strands of her hair. She was bruised and hurt, blood coming from her feet. Is she unconscious? She is wearing the asylum's clothes. She must be from this asylum. Leave, why am I thinking so much, let her die what I have got to do. Even if I ran in front of her, she would not say anything. She is mentally ill.
'Such a poor thing you are. I'll wake you up and go. I at least have little humanity left in my heart until now. And then I'll run in front of your eyes.', I sat near her on my knees mocking her condition.
That's what my nature shows, I love torturing people who are less stronger than me. And by the way, she is just a girl and that too, mad. What can I expect from her? She would not memorise me. I shook her harshly and pushed her onto the other side as she was lying reversed on her stomach. I moved the strands of hair from her face to pat her check and wake her. As soon as I did that, a beautiful face was disclosed to me. A girl I have never seen before. She was captivating and divinely beautiful. I looked at her for a few seconds, waited for her to get up. She finally opened her eyes. She saw me. I saw those gorgeous eyes. She took my hand away from her shoulders and got very afraid.
'What have I got to do with your beauty? a girl like you I have every day to see. But one thing I pity is that you are mad. So sad, such a tragedy,' I shook my head teasing her abnormality.
She looked at me amusingly. I pointed out gun at her trying to threaten her, which as expected she was scared of. She started sobbing as I was Laughing seeing her afraid.
'Shhhh..' I hushed her.
She immediately stopped crying. I opened the gate knob and was outside the premises.
'Bye-bye Mad girl,' I mockingly waved at her.
Saying her bye I started walking towards my car until I stopped forcibly;
'I saw you. You killed that man. I saw your clothes. You are a bad man. I will tell you killed,' she said, stuttering while holding the bars of the gate.
What! What the f**k. She was there who saw me. Why in the world did I wake her up? Why? What should I do now? I have to do something. I was bombarded with all the questions coming into my mind.