As soon as the voice fell on Conwell's ears, he at once ashed his cigarette and moved towards the van.
It was the first time, he heard someone's voice other than his and the driver's. He stepped inside the van. It was the old man murmuring something.Unable to hear , what he was saying , he moved towards him and sat down in front of him. He tried to listen carefully.
" Just a little more ! Just a little more ! ". The old man murmuring in a low tone.
" What ! What are you saying! What does this just a little more mean ! ". Asked Conwell in a high pitched voice, putting his hands on the old man's shoulders. He was excited in a way.
" Wait ! Wait ! Just a little more, wait ! ". The old aged voice stated.
" Wait for what ! " . The old man's lips stopped moving.
" I said tell me , wait for what " . He raised his voice.
" I think you're going crazy, considering your age trauma is natural, knowing the way you're gonna die ". He said in a way to mock at the old man.
"Sir , should we move on or you wanna stay here for a bit longer ". Asked the driver.
" No , there is no point of staying here , we should move " replied Conwell.
They were on a move, Conwell was disappointed as he was being excited for nothing. He settled down and started looking out of the window. He was thinking about the old man. Soon it was sunset time , he could see the setting sun . He was reminiscing of the time , when he was young. The days of his youth, he and Mandy used to see sunset together. They used to go to the sunset point and sit together to see the setting sun. Those happy days , only he and her, those beautiful talks that they used to have. The days when he was full of love, the days when he was carefree.
It was sunset time only as he remembers, when he proposed Mandy and she said 'Yes'.
Conwell was very happy that day, everyday they used to sit together and have tea , coffee and sometimes wine.
When she left him , he was very sad but he was not alone. Her memories and her dearest part was with him. Jonathan, he used to play in the evening, Conwell used to watch and sometimes used to join him and his friends. Jonathan liked to eat ice-cream usually chocolate flavor , on the way back home. Then he also left Conwell and went to his mom.
Now, he is all alone and is least bothered about sunsets , infront of his eyes, there was a big screen. Like the one in the theatre , where he and Mandy used to go in their love packed days. The scene which was being played was also very close to his heart.
The sky is reddish , seems like it is blushing ,seeing the couple running after their son. The three of them are enjoying , father is lagging behind. Both mom and son are laughing at him. Father is trying to catch up to them. Mom holds her son high in her arms and takes a swing. Father is smiling ,looking at them so does the setting Sun. This is the kind of life that Conwell would have led with his wife and son. This scene ended here. He wondered why he is not able to think any further. Then he understood it is all connected to his real life.
Firs, t fate took his wife away and then a bloody emotionless man took his son's life.
There is one similarity in his life and this scene. Mom and son are far ahead of him and he is lagging behind. They both are laughing looking at him. He is trying to catch up to them , once he is done with his job.
Soon it was dark outside as it was all dark in Conwell's life. He took a look at the old man .To his surprise, the old man had a smirk on his face. He was facing the ground.
Conwell's eyes were heavy due to moisture in them. He was fast asleep. Though asleep , he was restless because of the thousands of thoughts going on in his mind all together. Thoughts of the assassins, thoughts of the old man's words , even though he declared that it was due to his trauma still his words are echoing in his mind. The ones that are concerning him the most are the memories of his family, his dreams which were never fulfilled , dreams he wants to fulfill in the other world , the world of the dead.
Lost in his dreams, he suddenly woke up because of the old man's words
" Another night has passed ! Few more to go ! This morning is so comforting ! Just a few more sunrises like this ! ". Exclaimed old man Oswald with an excitement in his voice.
" Yess , you are absolutely right . Just a few more sunrises then you will be in darkness forever".
Said Conwell who is irritated.
The old man again mutes himself.
The driver had stopped at a gas station to refuel and tto take some rest.
Conwell gets out to strecth his limbs and to update his team stationed at the execution point. He keeps on updating his details. Just in case something unfortunate happens after all, he is traveling with some stoney fellas and one of them is going crazy.
After taking some rest and smoking to get relaxed. They were on a move to their destination.
When Conwell was staring at the old man, something unexpected happens.
" Why are you staring me like that ? " Asked the old man. Staring back at him with blood shot eyes.
Conwell didn't expect that , he was flustered for a moment.
" Speak up ! What happened to you now ? You were so eager to listen to my voice, you were losing your control. Now, I am talking to you and you're freezed like you have seen a ghost. Is my personality so scary ! Old Man Oswald.
Considering your age, you must be in a state of shock. That's perfectly fine kiddo, it takes time to process things.
Huh!!!! Grim Smith giving a smirk at Oswald's words for Conwell.
" Me and shocked, come to the real world old man.
Leave your fantasy world, I was just listening to your words cause I am not sure, when will you shut your mouth and open it in the next century. " Conwell pretending as if he is not all puzzled, trying to make a comback.
"ohhh.... ! I am impressed, good attempt. It will just take thirty more years to make a proper comeback."
hahahaha!!!!!!!! Laughing hard and making fun of Conwell.
" Laugh ! Laugh ! and Laugh! , atleast you are not making that gloomy face. I am now understanding, it is yet another side of your trauma. Firstly, it was that cryptic and gloomy mood. Now you all of a sudden are laughing and joking. You will show us more
kind of emotions, poor thing , I having a feeling of sympathy for you." Conwell speaking the words of frustration and trying mock the old man.
Conwell's words hit Oswald like sharp nails. He got furious and in a high pitched voice said to Conwell
" What's this trauma thing? You're are again and again repeating since yesterday. If I am just quiet and being jolly. It doesn't mean you will keep on saying, whatever you want. Don't you forget that I am a brutal killer, I am pretty famous for breaking almost a dozen necks with my bare hands."
" Calm down old man! Calm down ! Don't get hyper, I had no intention of getting on your nerves ". Conwell trying to himself, in the name of Oswald.
" Okay ! I am wrong in saying that it was your trauma earlier. So can you please tell me , what did you mean by wait a little more ". Conwell putting up his question
yet again.
There was no response from the old man. After waiting for ten minutes.
" Look , you are again silent. So what should I say now. " sighing
" My wife , wait to meet my wife. Wait of seeing he beautiful face is about to get over ". Oswald out a nowhere says in a heavy but somewhat happy tone.
" So , afterall I was right. You have really lost your mind. Let me remind you, look in this file. Your wife is long dead and the most important part, You are the one who took her life with own bare hands. So , switch back to the real world , as your wife is already in the other world. She is already in heaven and you will go to hell. There is no chance, you can meet her now. You were blessed with a wife and you took her life. Now die in grief without seeing her face , she must have possessed a beautiful face ". Conwell expressing his anger and how disgusted he is knowing Oswald's deeds.
" You are really a kiddo. You don't even know a damn thing about the universe and about any of us ".
Said Oswald wearing a sarcastic smile on his face.
" Oh really, this journey is still too long. Would you like to tell me about this universe and about you all.
Said Conwell.
" You have some good guts, I appreciate that thing.
Now listen to my words carefully ". exclaimed Oswald.
What is this thing about universe that Oswald is so confident ?
How it is related to his wait to meet his long dead wife?
The path leading to the other side is now heated up.
Things are going to be interesting.
Join this journey with these people good at blowing up minds.
To be continued.....
F.FRANK