Rotten society

I’m now living in a land of fantasy and the land is called dream--- dream of mine; I am walking now crawling like a baby now dancing like an unprofessional and now I open the eyes to visit the actual world…. Who is this man on my top in a complete black suit;  after he noticed that my eyes are opened he fastened his hand towards my forehead but I use my hand and blocked him and pushes him away; we had a fight, a deadly fight; face to face and now as Herbert Spencer phrased “survival of the fittest” is happening; by wiping the blood on his lips he ran towards me with the knife again I blocked his hand and twisted his wrist and took the knife and throw it away… later after implementing all sorts of WWE moves, I gave a punch in his jaw; he falls down. I think he is dead.. no no no I ran to the telephone, but the lines were cut offed... I ran to downstairs to go outside and to call neighbors but no one is available because I am in an isolated farmhouse; I have to run a mile to call my neighbors; I mean, people from the next village. I’m not having that my running skills but by standing there as a stone, I got a solid idea; I just took my leg back;inside to make a strong cup of coffee, to make a strong decision.

I made myself into the kitchen and took the fresh coffee cup from the cupboard and starts to make coffee in the dig coffee machine after the beep sound arrived I filled the coffee in the cup and reclined in the sofa;tiredly after a few sips of the best coffee; sorry worst coffee I heard a sound from the upstairs I kept the cup in the table and I walked towards the stairs;anxiously... Thank God he is not dead... He is crawling towards me… I helped him to reach downstairs and I made him to sit in the sofa, he was very weary and very low...

I asked him, “coffee?”

His eyes, itself told me that “what is fuck man I came to kill you but you are offering me a coffee”

I chuckled, and I made coffee for him... Till the beep sound I sat opposite to him and starred at the Playboy magazine’s front cover I smiled and asked him “sexy right?”

He didn’t reply to me, I said to myself “Yeah very sexy”

At last beep sound came from the dig coffee machine... I rushed and off’ed it and took the other brand-new cup from the cupboard and poured coffee into it and I served him; he also accepted it. The first thing he asked after getting the coffee cup is “you poisoned it, right?”

I saw like “why should I bro, and I am not a Dr Leo Schep and you’re not Alexander the great”

I replied him “no” after that reply I took the cup with coffee towards his mouth and hesitates for a moment by finally he drank that... He said the same thing “the worst coffee, bro but it is boosting my brain’s receptors”

I smiled at him and asked “ what made you to kill me; sorry try”

He stops taking coffee and kept it in the table and said “nothing”

“Nothing, you try to kill me for nothing”

Of course I’m...go and see in the mirror you are nothing than an isolated man in an isolated farm house”

“Of course isolated... Can ask you a question, How many people do you killed?” I asked him by leaning front from the sofa.

“3 but only men”

I grinned at him and I Stretched out from the sofa and starts to move my legs towards the window... At the moment I reached it, I moved the curtains away from my sight and saw the farmhouse that is near this house with a null expression, after that we both remained silent to broke my silence he called me.

“Hey... Where is the restroom?”

I didn’t turn back, my head said no don’t turn just see that farmhouse but my mouth instructs him the way to the restroom.

“Go straight, turn left, again go straight now you will see a blue door on your left, get in and turn right and now go straight, now see your left there will be two doors, second is the restroom not the first”

After a huge exhale he asked me “are you telling the way to leave this Mexico City?”

After the question is raised I turned back and said “No...not at all, just to the restroom” he rolled his eyes and began to walk... until he comes back I open the cupboard and took some biscuits to eat... While I am eating my 5 biscuit.

“What the fuck have you done, man” he raised the question with high tone; I glowered at him and said

“ So, you opened the first door”

“Yeah!! Man it was an accident but that man is fine but why do you kill the kids?”

I remained silent; I just zipped my mouth... He is expecting the answers from my mouth by I didn’t tell him after no success of getting the answers he said,

“Fine, I’m leaving”

By taking the 6th biscuit I said “ you are not leaving”

He didn’t listen to me he started to walk towards the main door, I throw the biscuit packet away and I rushed to him and hold his collar from the back and dragged him to the window and move the curtains and I pointed out the farmhouse and starts to narrate

“ Can you see that farmhouse, the man who you saw there took me into it and harassed me, fucked me in my ass” I just shake-up his collar really fast with tears “while Fucking me he said the reason; he said that my wife is 7 months pregnant so, I can’t fuck her, so I am fucking you now” I again started to shake his collar fastly and said “ is this a fucking reason to fuck a 6-year-old boy... Uh!!” I leave his collar and started to move backwards.

He asked me “how did the kids involve in it, at least you can show the mercy to them.. Right?”

I saw him with full of tears but after he asked it I wiped down my tears with a board smile I questioned him “ is the mercy should be shown to all?”

He nodded his head and said “Yes, of course”

 "If that is true then the non mercy should also shown to all.. Is that right?”

“Never I am leaving”

Again I rushed him and holds his collar and dragged him to the mirror and said “ you told me to see the mirror right? Now you see.. In this world no one is innocent, you killed three men and I killed 11 families; 4 more”

He pushed me and shouted “ nothing make you not guilty”

“Did I say I am not guilty.. No.. of course I am fucking guilty, fine, rookie you are going to help me to bury those dead bodies”

He with a disgusting face “ no.. never”

I took one step forward, he is taking two steps backward; slowly has sloths. When he got no steps to take I said “I am not asking whether, I am ordering you, Rookie”

“Who are you do order me?”

“Yeah I can’t order you but he can” by saying it I took my 9 mm pistol from my back and pointed at him and said “ this is not a toy, rookie it’s a weapon which can blow your head up” while I am saying this, I can feel the warm breathe of fear which is passing through his mouth which is coming from half opened mouth due to shock and I could see the sweets rushing to his eyes which is falling from his forehead like a Congo river in Africa.

“Move has I command no has this gun command” then I command him with the gun till we reach the room his hands were up and shivering at last we reached the room the doors are already opened and creaking due to air which is passing through the window and the lights were already in the stated of luminous like a well maintained teeth, and we entered the room and I command him take those kids we saw me like a monster, and he hesitated to do it.. He was acting like a kid to give him a lesson I shot a bullet from my gun towards the window glass ; the bullet pierces through the window and made a hole.. Then, he did it without a hesitation we carried those corpses on our shoulders and took the shovel and walked out from that house using the backdoor now we are searching for the spot to dig, I choose a lonely oak tree which has vast branches and the moon is rarely visible, and we placed the dead bodies near it and started to dig out the soil of this rotten society using the shovel after few digs I hand over the shovel to him to dig.. He accepted it with half heart, and he started to dig it meanwhile I took a cigarette from my pocket and lighten up and began to have my puffs. He digs fastly than, I had, and he is better than I thought.

“That’s enough” I said that by throwing the cigarette into the digged hole and I dragged the man and made him fall on that hole and I took those kids and did the same has before and I started to cover them with the mud.. It took couple of minutes; I was panting heavily and I saw around oh my god where is he? I lost him..and I took the gun back and started to have an aim everywhere randomly.. From the dark he emerged I was waiting to get a clear view of his head.. Suddenly I began to laughed because he came up with the flowers to decorate them.

“Don’t shoot I went to get flowers” he said by lifting his hands up

“Flowers?” I was laughing silently suddenly I pretend to be angry when I see his clear face
“ Carry on” while I am saying it my face was angry but the inside I was laughing.. He did a mini funeral over there while he was saying “Amen” we heard a police Sirens approaching over us, and we both hide behind the oak tree.

“ Who called the police?”

He admitted that he called it; my eyes turned into complete red and I angrily whispered “why?”

“This is my way of killing; I mean my pattern when I target the man to kill I seek through his house and call the police them and say the address with a punchline a dead body is waiting and I hung the phone and cut the phone wire and I kill the people”

“Why didn’t you tell me this before?”

“I forgot”

“What to do you mean I forget” meanwhile the police cars rushes towards our place we couched..

“Did you forget anything else in that house” I whispered.

He stammered “Nothing.. I don’t know”

“Just think”

“Huh!! I touch those coffee cups”

“Don’t worry I washed them when you go to restroom”

“That biscuit packet”

“Cops are not having that much brains.. Next..”

He was tapping his head to get remembered..but cops are at 5th gear they are heading fast towards us..

“Oh shit” that is word I heard him first he said that “ what about the knife I brought to kill you”

I was really started to breath heavily with a fear on my face “ did I touch that?”

He whispered “of course you did” now the cops are crossing the farmhouse

“ For the Christ sake .. Run. Run” we both started to ran fast as we can towards the back door by a distance we heard a police megaphone sound “Don’t ran.. Cops are here.. You are been surrounded.. You can’t escape” we finally reached the house and rushed upstairs and get into the room…

But where is there knife..we can’t find it, . We began to ruin the room, but we can’t find it, we lost hope because police entered the house and there are now searching downstairs. We stop searching, we stop moving, we know that there are gonna find us and handcuff us and there is no way escaping.. So we stand there has a stone.

I asked him “did you ever gone to jail”

He replied “no.. But I saw it from outside” we had a silent high-five “me too”

He asked me “anyway what is your name?”

I replied him “jack”

With an amusement he asked “You mean jack the ripper?”

I softly chuckled “no.. But I have his portrait in my house instead of Jesus”

“Good for you” after a brief pause “my name is Nick”

“Nice to meet you Nick” I said with a board smile

Nick started to give me hope “ Don’t worry.. I watched shawshank redemption, the man who escaped and escape plan 5 times;each.. So we can escape from the jail”

“I hope so”

Finally, they found us upstairs and handcuffed us and puts us in the jail.. We confessed all the crimes that we did; without any fear and hesitation

5 years passed like a snap..I am enjoying the silence that is provided by the jail.. You know what I know how to escape from this jail, but I am not going to do that... it’s cool, and I am happy to be here, and I am done with that rotten society.. You may ask “idiot you have 4 more to kill..” my answer is Nick killed them.. you remember that nick said that he killed 3 men coincidently those 3 men are on my list too.. you may throw the next question 1 remaining right? I can answer that too.. I found that remaining 1 man been jail, and he was accidentally thrown to our cell. So I and Nike planned to kill him.. But Nike executed it before… result they both end up stabbing each other and died.. So, everything is done.

So, let’s enjoy the life sentence.