Jonathan+Bekele

March 21, 2010 is where I begin our story today. There were five of us Carla, Naomi, Carl, and Jeremy and my name is Mark. We have known each other for years, and today we went to a restaurant as we always go to restaurants on Saturday nights. Today’s restaurant was a Chinese restaurant called Wang’s. We all loved food like it was our child. In fact Jeremy's dream is to be on Man vs. food one day, which I must say is a very great show. Carla bought orange chicken, Naomi egg rolls, Carl just got a drink as Chinese food makes him “Queasy”, and Jeremy bought chicken wings. Before the meal each person got a fortune cookie and I bought beef rice and shrimp. The highlight in my opinion of any Chinese restaurant are the fortune cookies, it is like McDonalds and their cheap happy meal toys. The waiter came out with fortune cookies. He didn’t bring out enough so I was the only one without one for the time being. The waiter says to me “sorry I only brought four I will be right back.”

I say back “I can wait thank you.”

The waiter comes back in 3 minutes and gives mark his fortune cookie and says “Hope the fortune is good.”

I reply, "Don't we all."

Each one of us read our cookie out loud. Carla’s fortune said Next week is going to be very lucky play the lottery. Carla smiled, and said, “I will play next week just for fun”.

Naomi’s cookie said “You will find money on your way home.” The entire group smiled, as did Naomi.

Naomi said “Jeremy go ahead read your fortune I want to hear it.”

Jeremy’s said, “ My cookie says your shoe is untied.” This did not sound like a fortune at all but it spoke the truth. We all started laughing some of us even cried. I the whole time when everyone read his or hers had I straight face on scared of my fortune. How could I let something silly like get to my head.

My cookie said, "Your life is in danger. Say nothing to anyone. You must leave the city immediately and never return. Repeat: say nothing. SAY NOTHING" At first I thought it was a joke because the waiter got forgot his cookie. I lied and told the group I was going to the bathroom and that I would be right back. I got up and talked to the waiter. Mark said to the waiter “Did you know what my fortune said?”

The waiter responded, “I never opened it. Besides they are just jokes Don’t believe them.”

I say “Oh alright, because my was pretty serious. “

The waiter says, “Just relax alright man.”

I say “Thank you.”

As I walked back to I was scared out of his mind. I told the group “I can’t read mine it says not to.”

Naomi like a child says, “Come on Mark.”

The rest of the group starts to chat this; I tell them I rather not read it. Jeremy says, “Fine your choice.”

We eat the rest of our meal laughing and having fun. I was still scared out of my mind. I was stuck should I follow it or not? There has to be some link in me getting mine last and what the fortune said. My life is in danger, the Chinese are good at predicting things I think. At the dinner my body was there but my mind was else where thinking about this fortune. When dinner was over and we ordered dessert it started to rain pretty hard, the fortune even came more to my head. What if I die? That fortune MUST be fake. I eat my chocolate cake; I might as well go out with a bang if it will be my last meal. When the waiter gave Carl his cake Carl dropped his cake there goes six dollars. Carl says, “I’m so sorry sir.”

Naomi says, “You’re such a klutz hahahahah.”

We pay our massive $150 bill thanks the waiter and leave without tipping him. We don't believe in this. We realize that it is raining hard outside so we stand under a store. They decided to take bus 66 home but I scared decide to walk home because of the fortune. I did not want to do anything that will increase the chance of my death. The bus comes half an hour later and they board and I go home. As I walk away I can hear the group talk about my crazy choice and me but I said nothing back. I hear Jeremy say, "What's his deal? Is he okay?"

Naomi replies, "Maybe he is just worried maybe it was his fortune but then again those are jokes."

The rain has gotten worse but I had an umbrella so I was fine. I walk to blocks and when I cross the street a car that slipped on the rain almost hit me. My heart went south as I thought that was the end.

25 minutes later I arrive home soaked, wet and cold. Maybe my superstion had gone too far. I take a shower get some milk and watch TV. It was 10:58 PM so I turned on Channel 7 news so I could watch the 11 o’clock news. The news starts and they talk about the Knicks beating the bulls at home to close out the second round of the playoffs and advance to the conference Finals, that's been a long time, last time they went this far was when Shaq could run more than 4 miles an hour. Then they go to the Yankees who killed the Red Sox on the road at Fenway. While they interviewed the steroid invested Alex Rodriguez who had hit 3 home runs that game because of steroids, the breaking news came up. I was surprised at what could be so “important” that they cut Arod off. The lady says “ A tragic multi car and bus happened, Bus 66 and 5 other cars flipped over the Brooklyn Bridge today as the rain was too much to handle. About 40 people died as about 30 came on the bus. People lately have been telling the mayor and the city of New York to fix the Brooklyn bridge but they would not listen too cheap to pay. Some believe this maybe will get the cities attention. Here is a picture of the driver. We will show you the video once we receive it. This whole incident is very sad.”

As I watch the picture of the driver it was the same one that drove the bus my friends went on. The reporter says "I'm just getting word that we have received the video of the accident, I hear it is a horrible one."

The video came on. It shows the bus going down a road and then it slips on some water and then the driver loses control and slips off the bridge. No one could have survived. I call all of them hopefully wishing they had gotten off earlier, none pick up. I yell "NO NO NO they could not have died, they were all between 21- 24 they were still in school. Their lives ended before it began." I start to cry and cry. Then I remembered my fortune cookie. It couldn’t have been that’s impossible. How would the waiter have known? NO NO NO NO NO this is not true. I pinch myself still alive. My life has just been saved. If only I could have died with them those were my best friends. I have lived 22 years and this is the most painful thing I have ever been though.

This is my story growing up. I remember every detail as if it were yesterday.

October 15, 2005 I had a very hard life growing up by any standard. Some may argue what happened to my friends is a slap to the face compared to what I grew up with. My mom died when I was young like 6 or 7 in a car accident that was not her fault. I remember her a little but not enough. My dad killed himself and my 13-year-old brother when I was 16 believing that I will never do anything with my self, leaving me alone in this world. My family was immigrants; my parents had fled Africa because of the war leaving their rich families behind. I never told them what happened to my family until I was 18 for fear that I may have to go there with the war going on. I knew if I went I had a much greater chance of dying there than I did here. I took care of my self as the money from the driver who killed my mom helped me out. My dad was not allowed to use the money because my parents were divorced leaving the money too my brother and me. The only way we were to get it was when I turned 18 I get half and my brother when he was 18 he got the other half, or when my dad died we split since they my dad and brother died I got all the money. No matter how old I was I got the money. I got $50,000 from the court suing because it was a drunk driving. Then I got $100,000 from my dad. My dad's money I lied about, told them I was 18 made a great fake ID and got it. If there were a fake ID hall of fame I would have been the greatest of all time. This was all the money I had until I finished college. This was not enough money. So I went to a social worker in school and told them about my situation.

My social worker Mr. David said "Foster home at your age would suck and with your money they would take it away from you. Anyone wanting to adopt you would only want the money."

David said "Any relatives Mark that I may talk to."

I told him "They were in Africa and that it is a war there and I would never go there. Can I stay in a hotel, a cheap one possibly? I have the money."

He said, "I couldn't stay in a Hotel but that they would never accept me. Also when I ever paid in cash they would be suspicious as to where I got this cash, so the hotel might go to the police thinking you had illegal stuff."

He knew Jeremy and me were best friends so he asked me "Have you told Jeremy?"

I say "No I didn't know how to. Besides this is the first day after their death. The police brought me here, they are waiting outside."

Mr. David and me tell the police to leave and they do. Mr. David then went and got Jeremy out of class. We called his mom and she came in 15 minutes as she was home making food. Mr. David had told her it was a huge emergency. He told Jeremy and his mom what happened and she cried her eyes out. She told Mr. David she would take care of me and that she would raise me.

Jeremy’s mom and me made flyers and sold everything in the house that wasn't mine. We only kept pictures. All of the stuff came out to $25,000 as my father liked to have all the latest stuff and things. I told Jeremy’s mom and dad that I would pay for everything my self and that all I needed was a bed, but they said no. I told them I would pay them back when I grew up and they said they wouldn’t take it then either. I was very good at business and stocks so I invested $125,000 out of the $175,00 I had through Jeremy’s dad because I was not old enough to buy stock yet. I had heard of Netflix two weeks ago and I felt like it was the smartest Idea ever. At the time each stock was only $50. I invested all of the $125,000 in this company. Within a year so when I was seventeen the price was $250 and I decided to sell. I made $200 dollars on every share. The stock went up about $15 more in the next month then went down to $227 and has stayed around there. I made a boatload of money. I gave 10% to Jeremy's family for taking care of me. That money paid for my college and I am still investing. I wish my dad saw me make all that money, would have made him feel stupid. This is me growing up now I need to figure out what I am going to do about my friends.

Back to my living room.

I stare at the TV screen motionless as they replay the video over and over again. I don't know what to do. I go to sleep in the most emotional pain ever with the raining pouring outside.

I wake up with a huge headache. I had the craziest dream last night.

As I was sleeping Death came into my dream last night. We were in my house in at the dining table. He had on his all black costume that didn't show his face, and his schye

I say to him "Who are you?"

Death says, "I am Death, here to take you’re live."

I say back "Why what did I do"

Death says, "You cheated me. You should have been on that bus, but somehow you knew what was going to happen and you did not get on."

I say, "I didn't know anything you stupid freak! My friends died I wish I died with them!!"

Death says "I can kill you now you if you want to."

I reply " Are You crazy why would I want to die!! You are too obsessed with death."

Death says back "I can kill you right now, but since you cheated me and your being rude to me, I will kill you in a much worse way than your friends died"

I say, " I did not cheat you, but go ahead try, I DARE YOU, YOU UGLY FREAK. Your black cape doesn't scare me, it makes you seem like your are 5. Are trying to be Batman"

Death says " I really want to kill you right now but it is not any fun. I will KILL YOU."

This was my dream. I don't think he is going to kill me. Today I went to work at the police see that hired a new they hired a new person that works next to me. My boss brought me to tell me to show him around. I start off by telling him that I am a detective that works here and then I realize the man is the waiter from the restaurant. I think to my self how is this possible. The waiter also remembered me as the man who didn't get his cookie. I find out his name is Sam.

I say to Sam "Me and you need to talk."

Sam says " Is it still about that cookie, because you seemed pretty freaked out."

I say, "Did you hear what happened on the bridge?"

Sam says "No"

I say, "The fortune said my life was in danger, and that I can't tell no o "

Sam cuts me rudely in mid sentence and says, "Get to the point"

I say, " I have only said one sentence"

I say, " As I was saying. The fortune said my life was in danger, and that I can't tell no one. That night my friends went on a bus and I didn't because I was too scared of the fortune."

Again he cuts me "What a baby"

I finish saying " LISTEN YOU IGNORANT RUDE PERSON. I was to scare to go on because of my fortune. That night all of my friends went on despite the hugs thunderstorm. As they crossed the Brooklyn Bridge the bus slipped on the water and then 5 cars trying to get out of the way all fell down the bridge into the river. There were about 40 people, and they have it on tape from the bridge. The city was too cheap to pay. I lost all of my best friends all 4. This is why I wanted to know if you knew my fortune. First you forgot the fortune and then when I received the fortune was scary."

The RUDE waiter says back "I am so sorry about your friends. If I had known the fortune I would have told your friends to about the fortune to. Now I see why you were so scared last night."

I say "Death came to me in my dream and was pretty mad"

The waiter cuts me off and says "hahahahahahahaha death you’re just joking"

I say, "No I am so serious, does it look like I am kidding? He was very mad, Death told me that I had cheated him from dying because I knew the future in advance, and that I will die in a very painful way."

Sam says back "good luck."

Then the break bell rings and we go to lunch. I sit at lunch all alone thinking about the guilt; I should have gone with my friends. I know Sam knew what was going to happen he had to have known. He killed my friends. I should have told my friends the fortune. I am so dumb. Why did he do this to me? Look at that liar eating his food. I wish he would die, killing my friends. Throughout the rest of the day all Sam has been doing is saying I am so sorry for you blah blah blah... He is more annoying than a little kid; I just want to punch him in the face. I will kill him on his way home today. He knew my friends were going to die and he decided to spare me but let them die. Me killing Sam will only make me feel ten times better.

At seven O clocks I left work, as did Sam. It was already pitch black from the winter, but we are in mid April, which makes no sense. A strong breeze comes on and I put my jacket on. Sam earlier that day told me that he lives about a 10-minute walk from work. This gives me ten minutes to kill him. I cannot shoot him because the noise will be loud. A stabbing is too harsh and I am too scared to do it. If I run him over with my car then the charges will be very high. I will suffocate him from behind and suck the air out of him. It will be harder for the police to find me. I put my gloves on and with until Sam leaves. Sam goes out with his new friend Bob. Bob gets on the bus and the Sam walks home and I follow him.

I have been following Sam for about seven minutes now and he has not even bothered to turn to see who is behind him. He is so easy to kill. Sam walks into a liquor store and picks up some Corona. I hide behind a wall as he shops, he must have a date. About five minutes later it walks out from the store with two six packs and starts walking home. What the hell does he need 12 beers for? As he is walking he opens one of the beers and starts chugging it. I would have never thought he was an alcoholic. As Sam crossed the next street a car speeding almost ran over him. Sam had not paid any attention because he was drinking, I wish he had died, that would have saved me so much trouble. GOD I wish he were ran over. I yell out into the night "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" Even after that Sam still did not turn around. What is wrong with this guy he is so crazy? He thinks he is so invincible.

It starts to rain, making it easier for me to kill that kid. He turns in at the next alley. I make sure my gloves are on the whole and my hat is on so he can’t see me. It does not even matter at the rate he pays attention I could shoot the guy next to him in a park at mid day and he would not even notice. I start to jog towards him so I can kill him before he gets home. He slows down and I speed up. He stops in the middle of the alley. This is when I make my move. I put my right arm complete around his neck, and my left hand on his mouth. This scared the crap out of him but because I am way stronger he could not wrestle out of it. I tighten my grip more and more and slowly bring him to the ground. I check his pulse at his neck, wrist and I listen to his heart, and no beating he is dead. No finger prints anything; it looks like a professional did it. I then change my shoes to make it look like there was more than one person that killed him to fool the cops. I do not think that this case will even to our station due to the fact there is one right across the street. I also shatter some of his beer bottles so it looks like he brought it upon him self. I walk home with a huge weight lifted off my body, I feel way better right now. I would have killed my self but that is against my religion Catholicism. You are probably saying you just killed someone isn't killing against your religion. That is against my religion. I killed a murderer, who killed my friends. I killed a person who killed many people, I did a good thing I and saving society. Why not kill one to save many? It has been done before. If I go to court that's if they find me I will use this excuse. I did not brutally murder him so it is all good. This time I yell out "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO".

Wow I feel great. I will sleep great tonight. I enter a bar and order drinks for all 25 people. Turns out that make a lot of friends. At the bar I watch the Yankees blow out the Red Sox at home in their usual three game series. They play about 15-20 games against each other every year that's way too much. The final score was 13-2. I go home after the bar, get some milk and cake. I watch and hour of George Lopez reruns on TV and then go to bed. Can this day get any better?

I wake up in the morning again having Death visited me again.

Death says, "I am here to visit you again."

I say back "no duh why else would be here"

Death says "Why did you kill that man today"

I say, "Because I had to"

Death says, " I must know why."

I say "NO NO I will not tell you!!! Now leave you beast"

Death Says, "You can not cheat me I will check up with you. I want to torture you, make you burn. First you cheat me by avoiding death, the only way possible was you must have had some outside help possibly from a fortuneteller. I always thought they were a boatload of crap. Second you go and kill someone, that is unacceptable only I kill people for this you will pay."

I say "I always win never lose. You will not catch up with me, I can do whatever I want."

With that I wake up. I eat honey bunches of Oats which is by the way the best cereal in the world, and then head off to work in a melancholy mood. Death came into my dreams making me melancholy. Today at work the Sheriff asked me if I had seen Sam. I told him last time I saw him when I left work last night. I go about doing my work and then about an hour later the Sheriff brought me back in and asked me if I could have a seat. I sat down and we started talking

The sheriff says "Remember when I asked you about Sam earlier today?"

I Say, "Yea I did boss, it was about an hour or two ago"

The sheriff says "They found Sam dead today this morning by an alley."

I say, "He used to be a waiter over by Wang's maybe something came up there and he had to quit."

The sheriff says, "That is a good idea. He was found dead after the first day at his job something must have happened there"

I say "That is a good place to start, why don't you bring in the family maybe they can help you."

The sheriff says "Even though he was only here a day it seems like you know a lot like him you should go on this case. Start with interviewing his family."

I was so scared at that moment I killed him and now I have to be a detective. I say, "I am not sure about that sir. I do not want to do this."

The sheriff says, "You have to do this you can not say no. You are the best detective here, you knew him the best, and the police have no evidence buy some beer bottles and many show tracks."

I say, "Where was he killed"

The sheriff says "Public alley 888"

I say that is near here. Why did the case come here there was a police station right across the street."

The sheriff says, "Because he was a police officer here, and it the right thing for us to do for a fellow officer even though he was only here for one day. Besides it is like 10-12 years in jail for killing a person."

I say, "How was he killed?"

The sheriff says "Someone must have strangled him from behind because there are no wounds and his gun was full so he did not shoot, means he must have been killed from behind. There are no rope marks so the man must have had some gloves on and chocked him. The police are not sure about this because there were more than a fair share of beer bottles smashed 13 to be exact. So it could also be alcoholic poisoning. Maybe the killer smashed those bottles. There was no beer on the scene, which due to the fact the rain washed it all away, no smell either. I did not think he was an alcoholic but you never know."

I think to my self he only bought 12 beers where did the extra one come from, maybe it was in his pocket, maybe he stole it maybe the police miscounted.

I say, "I will get right to work Sir we will bring him down."

I spent an hour in their and my own crime is coming back to haunt me. GOD!!! Why Lord why? I did not know the case would come back to me I thought it would go somewhere. I need to delay this as long as I can. I then remember was this what the devil was talking about when he said torture? It can't be. Why me Lord why do I suffer so much? I come to my senses and figure out what to do. The family will be here in a fifteen minutes.

The family arrives sad and upset. The mom and dad come in. The mom introduces her self and says, "My name is Elena"

The dad says, "My name is Josh. My wife is to upset to talk right now so I guess I will ask you the questions."

I say, "I am your detective Mark and I will help you find out how your son died. The autopsy has not came in yet but it will in about 10 minutes so we are not sure if he died from alcohol poisoning or whether someone suffocated him from behind."

The dad says, "How can you suffocate someone from behind?"

I say "You wrap your right arm around his throat, then you cover his mouth with your left hand and then you bring his head and tighten the grip around his throat. You bring him down slowly and then he dies."

The dad says, "That seems like someone who knows violence dies that. Why didn't he just shoot him?"

I say " My guess not any better than your but I think he did not shoot him because he did not want to make any noise. Lets get to business."

The dad says, "I agree"

The wife is still crying, I feel so bad for killing him but I do not care.

I say, "Was your son an alcoholic?"

The dad says, "Not that I know of, we always saw him he never drank in front of us."

I say, "The police found 13 smashed beer bottles at the crime scene, that was why I asked you, did he have any crazy friends?"

The dad says "None that I know of. I knew that night he had a friends party to go to. They had known each other for 15 years. Maybe he had bought two six packs and then not to be rude and take one out of the box he may have bought himself one beer to drink on his way there."

I say "Most people that are addicted to something tend to do it in secret so no one knows their situation, but since he went to a party that makes logical sense. That was good information"

I see the autopsy person come in and I say "Thank you doctor for the autopsy results."

I say to the dad "It shows here that your son's alcohol level was 3 points lower than normal. The limit is .09 he was .06. He did not die of poisoning but that he was killed from behind. Who ever did this must have been a pro. No finger prints anything."

The dad says "So we will probably never find him at all unless he turns him self in."

I am so happy to hear this. They will never figure out it was me, I am such a genius.

I say "It look like that is the case. If we catch him it is about 20 years in prison, because the man probably did not mean to kill him just mug him. Maybe someone had seen him with beer and assumed he was drunk so they wanted to rob him."

The dad says "My son was a good person why would anyone do anything to him?"

I say, "I do not know, maybe he was hiding something from you guys."

The dad says "Thank you, I hope you find our son's killer."

I murmur, "He is a lot closer than you fools think."

The dad says, "What did you say?"

I say, "I said the door is on the right and the elevator is on the left side."

The mom came in crying and left crying. I do not know why people even cry when someone dies it will not bring him or her out to life. Your eyes just get puffy and you get depressed. It enough to bury someone but do not cry that much. What have I got my self into? Jeez the choices I make sometimes. I will mislead the parents no matter how bad that is and I will win.

3 days has passed and the parents come back in.

I say "No one had turned them self in so we should go find some witnesses."

The mom still does not talk so this conversation is still between the dad and me.

The dad says, "A lot of people live in that area we should go ask them."

It takes us 12 minutes to get to the crime scene. I have not been here since I killed that beast. The beer bottles are still smashed, the body is gone but the shoe prints are still there.

We go ask the guy who hosted the party.

The host says, "Hi my name is Josh and I was Sam's great friend?

I say "I liked him even though I did not really know him a lot, he was my waiter once a week before he was killed."

Josh says, "Sam had told me that after work he would stop by and get some beer, he also told me that someone was following him but he has no idea who it was. That could have been the same person."

The dad says, "That is a good start."

I say "Was there anyone that may have disliked him or you in this area?"

Josh says, "There is this one aggie lady who will not stop complaining, she lives over there."

Josh points to the yellow house down the street. The victim’s parents and me go over there to the house. I knock on the door and the lady is yelling "WHO IS IT, THE UPS GUY"

She is very friendly.

She opens the door and says, "What do you want?"

I say, " I am detective Mark Do you know anyone named Sam or Josh"

She says, "Yes I do, I hate both of them. They are so loud, their parties my God"

I say, " These are Sam's parents, we came to tell you that Sam was killed 4 days ago on this street."

She says, "I am so sorry to hear, I may have not liked him but he should not have died at all."

I say, "Do you know anyone that may have killed him or anything."

She says "Come in, I need to tell you guys something."

I was so scared when she said this. I thought she knew I was the killer

I say "Ok"

She says, "Sit down"

We sit down and she continues to speak

She continues saying "I saw Sam with beer the night he was killed. I was making food in my kitchen, I saw him walking. He stopped to tie his shoe and then got back up, and then someone attacked him from behind. It lasted about 2 minutes everything. Killed him from behind by taking away the air, checked the pulse, broke some bottles, and then he changed his shoes for some reason. I called the police. When the killer turned around mine and his eyes met and we had a stare off for 5 seconds, then he ran off into the night."

The dad says, "Did you see his face? Please tell me you did."

The lady says,” No I did not unfortunately. I am so sorry"

The Mom continues to cry and cry. I fell so badly for her, I think I am starting to regret this murder, actually I am not.

The dad says, "Honey relax we will find the killer. I swear we will, it is ok that you did not see his face."

She says, "The man was white though, had on an addias sweater and a north face bag. When we store off he just looked at me and then he pointed at me and put his hands around the neck, showing me that he will kill me to. Finally he winked at me and left. What a psycho."

I say, "Jeez you need to come with us into protective custody, so he does not kill you I strongly advise it."

She says, "No I am not coming I do not want to OK!"

The dad and I at the same time say, "You need to, or you will be next."

She says, "It is ok"

I say, "Let's go, leave her here if she does not want to go. Call the station if anything comes up or you need help."

As we walk out I turn around and we have a stare off and she winks at me. O my God does she know. I tell the family "wait outside I need to talk to the neighbor."

The family leaves. I say to the neighbor "Do you have any idea who he killer was."

She says, " I feel like you know him very well."

I say again "Do you know who it is? He may come and kill you if you do not tell me who it is."

She says, "I am not afraid of death, Life is hard death is easy. You are the murderer, you killed him, I could tell by the way you walked and store at me. Why do you think I winked at you? The only reason I did not tell on you was that I hated Sam and his friend. Why you killed him I can not tell, but it was you."

I say, "It was not me, but the killer may come kill you. Do not accuse me of something I did not do."

I leave scared out of my mind. What if she tells on me? I am neck deep there is no way out, she must die to. I will come by later and kill her. I have no choice she may tell and I may get into way more trouble. The parents have already left, I took a while I can understand why. Tonight she dies.

I go to the police station and fill in and tell the sheriff what had happened. I told him she saw the killer, his race, and that she has a stare off with him. I also almost told she accused me of killing him but I knew from other cases my colleagues had that telling the sheriff that is never a good thing. The witness believe it or not usually accuses the detective as a killer sometimes even the cops. They say this is a mental thing, and that the first person that usually asks them about this usually is get accused. I go home after work to get ready to kill the neighbors.

I arrive home eat some take out Buffalo wings. I finish up get my gloves, my mask and head off. As I walk I decide hot to kill her, I decide to shoot her.

I get to her street and I see her walking with some bags from the family dollar three blocks away. Why did she go shopping at this time she is very crazy, someone could harm her (What irony). She stops in the middle of the street and turns around as if someone is following her. I think she saw me because she starts to walk faster She gets to her home and opens the door. I follow her in and close the door behind me. She drops her bags.

Without turning around she says, "Came in here to kill me Mark. I am ready to die. Someone will find you and make you suffer."

She was right she did know who I was. She has great eye site for an old person.

I say "Yes, I am here to kill you, how do you want to die you dumb old hag?"

She says, "The same way, you killed Sam that is why I did not turn around you horrible killer. I can not look at a horrible man like you in the eye."

I say, " Do you why I killed Sam because he killed four of my best friends. The bus accident he knew it was going to happen but he only spared me. He gave me a message saying my life was in danger. I walk home that night scared to take the bus. My friends took the bus and flew off the Brooklyn Bridge. Their bodies were never found. You know what you old hag just for that comment that is not how I will kill you. You winked at me feeling special trying to make fun of me, you call me horrible. Tonight you die. Turn around."

She turns around and I wink at her. She turns back around not facing me.

I pull my gun up "I tell her you are about to die. Any last words I must give respect to the old dirty hag."

She says, "Life is hard death is easy. They know you are going to kill me; you will be found and killed. I just wish I were alive to see it, but then again I would just shoot your old body more."

I say "You are a really mean old lady, nothing you say will prevent me from killing you. May God hopefully bless you? You hag"

I look around to see if anyone is near or looking; there is no one around.

I shoot her; my gun had a silencer so no one heard it. That is my special detective gun. I check her purse and see 40 dollars. I would take her credit cards but people might track me down. I go around check the rest of her house and steal all her jewelry. This is worth about two to three thousand dollars. I take out the food she bought turns out she had some chocolate and Doritos. There is my late night snack. I go home eating. As I go home I hear the police drive by me, someone must have called. I start to run making it home safely. I sit down relieved of what I had done. Tomorrow I will sell the jewelry at the store. About to cash in.

I go home and think. Who could she have told? Oooooo the mafia, Hashanah she just wanted me to think that's all. If she told any one who would she have told. The police would never believe her, as I am a detective. Why would any one investigate their own mystery? I cannot turn my self in as that will look bad and put in prison God knows for how long. I have to meet with the family tomorrow to discuss what happened. I am so evil. Maybe this was what Death meant by torturing me.

I go to bed and Death visits me again:

Death says, "You have now killed two people. Two lives how many are you going to take?"

I say, "As much as I need to solve my problem."

Death says, "I would have to kill everyone to solve my problems."

I say, "At least I do not torture them."

Death says, "You shot a 65 year old in the back of the head with a silenced gun. That is horrible even by my standards. Your problems will only get worse and worse."

I say, "They are already horrible they can not get any worse."

Death says, "Yes they can get worse. Do you want me to just kill you? Life is hard death is easy. I have the easiest job in the world."

I say, "What is up with everyone and that quote?"

Death says, "You come to realize that as you get older."

I say, "You will not kill me. Stop coming into my dreams."

Today I meet with the parents. I already know they will be devastated; hope the mom does not kill her self. The mom is here but today she is not crying by the end she will be. The dad walks in and says " Detective as you can see my wife feels a lot better. Hope it can stay that way. How is the case going Detective Mark?"

I say, "Horrible, something bad came up, real bad."

The dad says, "What could be possibly worse?"

I say "Remember how that lady had a stare down with the killer before he ran off into the night?"

The dad and mom nod "Yes?"

I say, "She has been shot and dead."

The dad says, "God, are you serious?"

I say, "Yea she was shot with a gun in the back of the head, her eyes were open meaning that she died in shock. Someone probably invaded their house and she was so scared she did not expect it and got shot."

The dad says, "This is a sick man killing old women for no reason."

I say, "You never know what the killers intentions are and why he does what he does"

The mom says sniffling "I can not handle this no more. When I find the killer I will kill him my self." Finally the women speaks it took her two weeks. She just sat there crying and then she says she will kill the killer, please I will kill her if I have to. I am invincible.

The dad says, "Honey killing him is not good. Putting him in jail for life is a worse punishment. I do not care if my tax money goes to that he killed my son and an old woman."

The dad says "The killer must have done this because he say her and she saw him through down. He must have gone back and killed her so she could not have told anyone else. The dad says that is a smart killer. He must be the real deal."

I say "Your right he is the real deal. She must have known she was going to get killed so she probably told someone."

By the way I opened her eyes when I left the house so she could seem like she died in shock. I also now believe that she may have told someone what had happened. I am so screwed. My life is a mess right now I have no idea what to or who to go to.

I spend the whole day at work just eating donuts and making it look like I am doing work while really I was sitting. I should have never shot her because they might find the bullet. Who cares!! I go home at six o clock. As I walk home I notice someone following me. He or she followed me for three blocks. Every time I turn around he/she is still there. This really scared me until I saw him go into his own home. Before he had went in I turned around and him and me had a stare down kind of like me and the old hag did. When I get home I watch some news and go straight to bed. What a waste of a day. As I am sleeping I hear some noise in the house. Since I am a detective/police officer I am trained to hear the smallest noises. I try and go back to sleep and then I hear a bang, sounded like my basketball falling down, maybe I left it on the edge or something and a mouse hit the shelf. Then I hear a louder voice and a man yell OUCH. I hear another one say be quiet. MY HOUSE IS BEING ROBBED. I have to kill them.

I go get my gun both of them. My detective gun and my machine gun that I hide under my bed. I got the machine I went on a special case once. I put my detective gun in my pocket and hold the machine gun. I hear some glass break. There goes my vase. I put my shorts on my bulletproof vest and my shirt. You are probably wondering why I did this all for a robbery. I am trained to do all this in 35-40 seconds, as part of my training. As a detective a lot of people are after you. The murder, and friends of the killer, it could also be friends of the killer. I have done many cases in the past and this is not the first it has happened to me. The first time a bunch of kids stole my money because I forgot to lock my door. The robbers are coming upstairs.

As they come upstairs I hear one of them say "What if he is not home killer #1?"

Stew says "I know he is home we will find him and bring him in. Besides there are five more on their way killer #2"

The aunt was right they will come for me. Seven on one God, about to go to work. Thank God I have a big house. I hear the cars pull in and now they are in my house to.

I hear Killer one say "Here come killer #3, #4, #5, #6, and #7. You guys meet us here."

I hear them gather together and they killer #1 their leader says "NO ONE AND I REPEAT NO ONE STEAL ANYTHING OR BREAK ANYTHING. I do not want the police knowing there was a break in here. The only thing you can steal is money if it is visible. NO DIGGING OR RIFILING. THIS MAN IS A DETECTIVE AND HE HAS KILLED TWO PEOPLE, INCLUDING THE OLD LADY. Let us do this for her and for her nieghbor Sam. Everyone pair up with someone, this man can kill. He has a big house so if someone is killed yell. me and killer #2 will pair up, #3 and #4 pair up and #5, #6, #7 your together. PUT THE LASER ON YOUR GUN SO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE AIMING AT."

He also says some other things but I can not hear him.

I must take out the people one by one. Then I will search them for clues. Since there are many of them I put my silencer on my gun, and I get my laser to and add it to my gun. Time to kill some people. I am on the second floor so I climb up to the third.

I am looking both ways and my back so no one jumps on me. I am wearing black as they are probaly to. I feel like I am in Call of Duty but I only have one life. I pass by the bathroom and I see one of the guys peeing. Where is his partner.

I hide behind a wall and see his partner, he just came out of the laundry room.

He says "Killer #4 where are you?"

Killer #4 says "In here killer #3, I am using the bathroom."

Killer #3 says "HAHAHAHAH I found pinks socks in his dryer. This man is a girl."

Killer #4 says "What kind of a killer likes pink hahahaha."

This really enraged me. A girl gave me those once. They were the most cofterable thing in the world. When the man went back into the laundry room I went to the guy in the bathroom, covered his neck from behind and shot him in the head to make sure he is dead. I then very very quickly put the body into the bathtub so the blood is not noticed and does not stain my carpet. I take the laser of the other guy assuming they all had the same laser and put it on my gun.

Killer four says "Yo are you peeing a water fall the man can find you hurry up."

I get out the bathroom and hide behind a shelf in the hallway ready to shoot the other one. The other man comes out and sees my blue dot, that belonged to his partner. I turn out quickly and fire three times. I hit him in the heart, forehead and arm. Easy target practice. Two assanations I am on a roll. Wonder how good I would be at Call of Duty. I check their pockets and take the ammo they had. They also had a better gun than I did, they had snipers. They rally wanted me dead. I hid both the guys body behind the washer and put them on a plastic cover.

I make my way over to the fourth floor slowly. I see one guy digging through my attic. I hid behind the door for seven minutes. What a fool he must have left his group, he wanted to be the hero. I love one on one. As I walk I stepped on something and he heard.

He turns around and punches me. I dodge it and put him into a sleeper hold. He gets out and tries to choke me. This man was very strong. He lets go and I fake like I am dead. The man leaves without checking. While he walks out I pull out my sniper and hit him in the back of the head. He falls down like a pin. I get up run and catch him before he falls so there is no noise. I find and get a few towels from the bathroom in the attic and rest the back of his head on the towel. I then check the rest of the attic. The shelves everything. When I check the last shelf I find a nice hand gun. How did this get here? Maybe it was his. Just to make sure I search the closets everything, no one is here. I leave and lock the door behind me.

Three down four to go.

As I lock the door I hear one of them yell

"He has killed two of them. Make sure you look out. This guy is to good."

They know I must hurry up. I hear something shake, they are in the basement. I rush down there and see two of them. One is at the far end and one is in front of me. I punch the guy in front of me. He turns around and swings back, I block it, the guy at the far end does not still hear it, then I notice he has head phones on. The guy I am fighting yells "Help me Help!"

I wish I could reach my gun. I kick him, in the leg. He then pulls a dirty move and kicks me between the legs. I felt nothing due to the cup I had on. We keep fighting, I push him onto the floor and punch him in the face. A second time I try to hit him he moves and my fist hits the hard floor. My right hand is to numb, I switch to my left hand and punch him again. At this time the other guy has noticed and is running at me with his gun. I use the man I was fighting as a shield. The man shoots at me three times with his hand gun one hits me in the chest, but I had my super protective vest on the other two hit the guy I was fighting. As the shooter reloaded I threw the guy I had in my hand at him. As the two guys collided I shot both of them multiple with the machine gun killing them both. I wish I had a slow motion camera. That would have been so sweet. The bullet I was hit by did not even get half way through the vest. I was wondering why he did not snipe me and then I see that his sniper had no ammo. What did he use it on? I may never know. I find some old rags and cloths and put their bodies there. I check the pulse and then shoot them again just for laughs. I search the guys and find a grenade. This will be very useful.

Five down two left.

I turn the lights of in the basement and go back up. It takes me a few minutes but then I finally hear some noise. one of the guys says

"Killer two lets walk back to back, this guy has killed all of our guys. He will kill us too."

I wait behind a door and wait until I see them. I look at the grenade and see that it will explode on anything with contact. I wait and see them go to into the laundry room. I follow them slowly. I throw the grenade and shut the door. I hit one guy and it explodes. I hear a very loud boom and two guys yell. I wait ten minutes until the smoke clears and open the door. Both guys are on the floor. I stand at the door and shoot them twice each to make sure they are dead. It took me 35 minutes to kill these guys. I out towels on the laundry room. I bring all seven guys and lay them down on the floor. Last pulse check they are all dead. I keep all their guns, I will sell them later. I check their pockets for clues but I find nothing except a lot of money. Each guy had $1000 but one guy had $4000. These were paid $10000 in advance to kill me. Who knows they may be getting more money. The man with the $4000 I assumed was the boss. He was the only one with a jacket on and when I checked his jacket I found some shocking evidence.

The piece of paper had a map of my house. These people knew everything. As I open up the map a picture falls out. I look at it and it is the lady I has killed, the old hag who witnessed me kill Sam. I must get out of here. I reload my guns get my jacket on and run out the house. I lock the door and as soon as I turn around to run I am hit and tossed into a duffel bag.

Someone says "Move and we will kill you. Sit still. We know you killed the people that were sent. Where are they?"

I stay silent and then he hits my head, and I feel a barrel of a gun at the back of my head.

I say "They are all in the laundry room."

The man says "Where is that?" and hits me

I say "it is on the first floor next to the kitchen and bathroom."

The man says "Lewis, John you two stay with me. All you other six guys go check the entire house for blood and bring the bodies out. I do not want it looking like something crazy went down here."

It feels like 3 days has passed but really it is one hour. Finally they are out. The man still has the gun pointed at my head. I hear them put each dead body in a duffel bag. The man with the gun says "You killers did a good job, sorry it had to end. You are now in a better place. May God be with you all."

I hear all the voices say "Amen."

I am then tossed into the back of a truck and driven away. I am so tired I fall asleep.

I wake up with when someone pours ice cold water on me. I am tied onto a chair in an office. Three guys walk in two have guns and the other is a well dressed man. The two guards stand behind me while he man sits down.

I say "Where am I?"

The man infront says "Can't you introduce your self. My name is Smith, my first name is irrevlant to you."

Mocking him I say "Well sir, my name is smith to."

Smith says "Hit him he is mocking me."

I say "There is no need for violence, I am totally against it. My real name is Mark if you were wondering."

Smith says "You are against violence right?"

I say "yes. I do not like killing or war."

Smith says "Do you think I am stupid? You killed our men. They were our best."

I say "Then you guys must suck. One had an Ipod on, the other had no ammo, and they had worse tatics than the Mets."

Smith says "That is the team I watched growing up. One of you go hit him he is talking crap."

They hit me with the back of the gun.

I say "That hurt! What did you do with the bodies?"

Smith says "We went into your house, and cleaned all the blood. We got rid of all the broken stuff, so your looks like nothing happened to it. The bodies we gave a orayer to then buried in the back of this building. Why did you kill our boss? The one you call an old hag.

I say "I killed that old ugly hag because she witnessed me kill her nieghbor, so I killed her so she does not turn me in."

Smith says "Her husband created us. We are called the band of killers. When he husband died she took over for him. She could have killed you but she knew that her time would come soon. When you two had the stare down she knew that you come after her so she told us to kill you. We did not make it in time and you killed her. If you had searched her house better you would have found all of the guns she kept."

I say "I can tell you guys were late, you guys suck killing. Do not BS with that old hag."

Smith says "That is not a good reason for you killing her. We will harm your family to."

I say "My family is me, myself and I. That is it, if I had family why would I be in the business I am in. HUH?"

Smith says "What do you do?"

I say "I am a detective that can kill people."

Smith says "Tell me why you killed the lady or I will kill you."

I decide to tell him the story.

I say "The man I killed his name was Sam. One night when me and my four friends Carla, Naomi, Carl, and Jeremy went to a Chiense restaurant. Sam was our waiter that night"

Smith interupts me and says "Your point is?"

I say "Let me finish. We all got fortune cookies and decided to read them out loud. The waiter had forgot to bring mine so he went back to get it. When I got my cookie the fortune said your life is in danger. Say nothing to anyone. You must leave the city immediately and never return. Repeat: say nothing. SAY NOTHING. At first I thought it was a joke because the waiter got forgot his cookie. I did not tell my friends what is said because this really scared me."

Smith cuts me off and says "Hurry up, I am getting old."

I continue and say "When we left I decided to walk home instead of taking the bus. It was pouring outside but I did not care. When I got home I turned the news on. I saw that the bus that my friends got on had fallen off the Brooklyn bridge. The driver was the same one I saw. He also knocked off 4 cars."

Smith says "I remember seeing that. They slipped because the city of New York would not fix it."

I say "Yes that is why. Those people were my best friends. Remember how you asked me about my family? My mom died in a car accident when I was young. My dad killed him self and my younger sibling, thinking that I had no future. My family is gone. I then went to Sam and talked to him after the accident. The next day he joined me at the police station and started working there. I killed Sam because I think that he killed my friends. The cookie said do not tell them and I did not. They die the same night. That day after work I follow Sam home and kill him. That was when the old hag saw me. The next day after that I get the case of Sam death at work. I am the killer and I got my case. I then killed the old hag so she does not turn me in. This is why I am here."

Smith says "Great story. You still killed the lady. Boys send him to the cell."

This place is pretty big. It takes about ten minutes for us to get down there. Before we get down there I we pass the camera room and I notice guys singing, but there is no noise coming out. These cameras must have no mics. There are two cells down here both solitary confinement, but there is a window and I can see across into the other cell and he can see me to. The man across is sleeping. As the guard opens the door I look around. This is one hall way with a dead end, all white, bright lights. There 4 cameras on this floor all at the upper corner of each wall. All guards have machine guns making escaping impossible. Before I enter the guard says "Give me all your weapons and knifes."

I give them my guns but they do not know I have a vest on that has a gun hidden. This vest will make the guns metal unoticeable.

The man says to the other guard "Scan him." He scans me and says "All clean."

Before he leaves he reminds me "Talk to the person across the cell so you do not go crazy. That person has been there for 27 years and has seen many people come and go from your cell."

I say "Ok. By the way do the cameras pick up what you say?"

The guard says "Not ours we do not have enough money for that. Good luck in jail."

I go into the cell. First thing I do is look around. There is a very clean toilet which is uncommon in jail. I have a nice bed very cofterable. As I sit down I drop my keys and they fall behind the bed. I move the bed a little to get my keys and then I feel a hole. I move the bed even further and see that there are a bunch of notes from old prisoners. The first one I picked up is from 20 years ago.

This is a good thing I saw, I will read them later. The person in the next door must have heard me move the bed and said "Find the notes?"

I say "Yes I did. Whose are they?"

He says "Let me introduce my self my name is Alex. The guy who use to be in there came in 10 years before I did meaning 37 years ago. When I came he was still here but he died after a year I got here. More guys came and read his notes and they left theirs behind about this place."

I say "Thank you. My name is Mark by the way. What do the notes say?"

Alex says "Everyone that came after the first guy I met I never talked to. We were not allowed to talk back then. We could not even see each other. I tried many many times but they did not listen. So we did not talk, I think they could not hear me. I had no idea what happened to them or how they got out or why?"

I say "I will read the notes and tell you what they say."

I pick the note up. I say " July 13 1984, This note is for the next person in this cell. This is the first day in this new jail. The man across my cell is crazy, I will never talk to him. Never tried never will. They have things in here that I have never seen before. Fancy guns, cars and a torture chamber. I am in here one month before my son's birthday. I miss my family a lot. They already told me my Christmas gift is death. I just hope I can survive. I wish I never killed him, I had to. I wish I knew who he was before. They are coming."

The next note I say " December 23 1984, they found all my notes. I die in two days. I got a new friend in the cell across 3 months ago. Me and him have talked about escaping but he is suppose to die with me on Christmas. I wonder how many people are in here."

December 24,1984 I say "One hour before my death. They have informed us that since out crimes are not that bad we will get killed in a gas chamber. The guys are coming. I still have 45 minutes. They come to the cell across me and they set the man free. The guards say it was a mistake and that he is set free. The man points at me and says upstairs meaning that he will wait until I die before he leaves. All of a sudden he hits the guard and shoots him. He then opens my cell and I am free. We run down the hallway and set free everyone else. There were a total of 5 other guys on this floor on one of them a murderer. Everyone is rushing me to hurry up and write this note. One guard comes down and we shoot him. Although you may never know what happened to me and my friends at least this will motavate the person that has seen this note. Please put a check mark on the back of this note if you have seen it so the person after you may know what happened. Keep writing notes and hide then behind the bed where I have made a whole. Good bye and good luck to the future cell people."

Alex says "Wow check if there are any more holes down there."

I say "Alright Alex I will check."

I look for any holes all around the cell then I find one under the bed. I find a few more notes.

I say to Alex "Here are some more notes. They all say they have tried to escape, but no one made it out. Many were excecuted."

Ales says "That explains the people always leaving and new guys coming."

We hear the guards coming and stop talking.

The guard says "Lights out no talking you crazy bums."

I say "Good night." and go to bed.

As I am sleeping Death visits me again. This can only go well.

I say "What do you want now. Your so annoying."

Death says "Why are you talking to the guy that controls your life and death."

I say " I talk to you like this because I have the right to talk to you any way I want."

Death says "How is life touring you?"

I say "It is going very well how is Death going."

Death says "FIne fine. You try escaping or anything you will be killed."

I wake up the next day thinking I must escape. I wait till ALex wakes up and asks him "Do you want to go escape with me?"

Alex says "It is okay."

The guards are coming again. They go to Alex's cell and murmur something to him but I can not hear them. Then they come to my cell open the door and close it when they walk in. They hand cuff me and say "Do not move."

I say "What is going on?"

They say "We waited a few days to organize our selves now that we did we want to ask you some questions. Why did you do it?"

I say "Do what?"

They say "All the killings."

I say "Do not worry about it"

The guard says "Hit him he thinks he is smart."

They hit me and the pain is so great.

I say "I already told your boss. Sam knew my friends would die and he did not tell them only me. Then I killed Sam because he killed my friends, then that old hag saw me do it. I killed her, then you horrible robbers tried to attack me I killed all of you now I am here." As I finish this I spit on him. They hit me again.

The guard says "We can kill you for this. Tell us the reason why you did what you did? Why did you not rob the lady's house of her weapons when you were there?"

I say "I did not know she was a special old hag. If I did I would have taken all her weapons."

The guard says "Are you going to tell any one what happened here?"

I say "Does your mom count?"

The guard hits me again and tells me he will kill me.

I say "No No No No stop alright alright I will not tell any one. Ok Ok? Just relax. Do not kill me."

Alex walks into my cell. How did he get out?

The guard says "You are free."

I say "Repeat that."

The guard says "You are free. You gave us the info we needed." He takes the hand cuffs off.

I say "What about Alex."

The guard says "He is one of us. He works here. Those notes from that guy. We knew they were in here, we just left them to see how many people would have found it and read it."

I say "Did he really escape?"

The guard says "Yes he did everyone on this floor did. After he escaped we put Alex in to spy on the other cell mate. There use to be 5 cells here now there are two one for you and the other for Alex."

I say "Bye"

I walk with them next to me but I do not completely believe that I am free. As we walk I see from a distance a guard cleaning his knife. They are going to kill me. This is my moment to act. I notice that the Guards gun has a silencer. I hit the guard. He stubles back and says "AHHHH". I grab his gun and shoot him, I turn to sam and shoot him multiple times blowing him to bits.

I look up the guard has not noticed yet. I see that the cameras are off, but as I get closer I notice that the cameras are off. I have two bullets left before I reload. I lay low and aim at the guard at the top of the stairs and snipe him twice.

I must get out of here quickly. I reload and go. I run up the stairs and throw the dead man's body down the stairs. Before I do throw him I take his radio just to make sure if they are following me. Another guard comes and says "Yo Smith are you There? Maybe he can not hear me."

When he gets no answer he starts to come here. I hide behind a trash can and aim. When he gets near me I pull the trigger and kill him. He drops like a fly. As I continue to move I pass the camera room. I look at the screens and they are just photo graphs of the room from that angle. These people make sure everyone passes this room, so that they try not to break out. They scare the prisoners from going out of here, this makes a lot sense. I see the exit sign but as I walk to it I hear a lot of noise from the next door.

I sneak quietly next to the door and listen.

I hear one man say "How do you want to kill him? The idiot who killed our lady boss"

Another man goes "Let us torture him. The guards have let him out and said he was free. When he gets here we will kill him."

I was right they were lying to me.

The first man says "Did you get the info we needed from him?"

The second man says "Yes. He said some waiter killed his friends and then he killed the waiter and while he did that our lady boss saw him and then he killed her. Then he killed our seven men that went to his house. He has killed nine guys so far."

Actually I have killed 13 because of the four guards but they do not know. There are a lot more than 2 people in that room because a lot of people are walking around. I have to hurry up. The door opens and I run and hide behind the wall. The people come out saying "Let us go and torture him."

The boss says "He should have been here by now. Go run and find him, he may still be in his cell." All of them start running.

Then the boss says "Come out Mark, I know your in here some where. I will kill you."

Who does he think he is. The boss turns and starts to walk away. I aim pull and kill. Then I make a run for the exit. As soon as I get out the alrams go off. They know I am gone. I run and run. There is a huge city, how far am I from home? I have never seen this place before. Huge bulidings, tons of people dressed up. I can tell this is a rich neighborhood.

I run for about 15 min then stop to catch my breath. I sit at a bench and I see a weapon store. Good I can sell the guards gun there. I go into the store and the man says "Hello there my name us David."

I say "I am in a huge rush, how much for this gun?"

David says "Where the hell did you get this? I have never seen this before."

I say "I found it."

David says "This is way ahead then we are at, this must be some type of a special sniper and it is a machine gun to. fifteen grand, I can make a lot of money off this gun."

I say "Wow really? Deal. Can I ask you something is there a jail around here?"

David says "You did not hear this from me ok. That jail is ruthless. They only have one or two prisoners at one time the craziest killers. Everyone else is killed there by torture. The government supports this because it gets rid of all the criminals. There was one guy that got away in the hundreds of years that prison has existed. He said Everything there technologically is advanced, the guards extra trained it is hell in there."

I say "Jeez. What is it called?"

David says "No one knows. You go in you never come out."

I say "I came out."

As soon as I say this David gives me my gun back. He has realized that the gun is from them and gave it back to me.

David said "Give me back 10 grand and keep five grand. I can not believe you got out. How did you do it?"

I say "I killed a guard how do I get back to New York?"

David says "ahahaha. That is a 3 hour train ride from here."

I say "They brought me all the way here? Thank you bye."

I leave to go find a taxi. Three taxis pass me before one I ge one that is empty. I go in and tell the guy "Amtrack station"

He says "Ok Sir. 40 minutes till we get there."

I say "make it 15 I am in a huge rush."

The driver says "Ok buckle up we will go very fast. You sound like you just escaped the crazy jail."

Wow does everyone know about that place?

I say "Wow this is fast.85 on the empty free way."

We drive 25 miles in 17 minutes.

The driver says "$30."

I give him 100 and say "Keep the change. The money is real by the way."

The driver says "Thank you, a whole 100, dinner for me and my wife."

Before I leave i say "By the way I escaped the jail you were talking about."

The look on his face went from happy to depressed, he will have a good story to tell.

I go into the station and look around. There are 8 tracks and one track has a train that is going to New York. It leaves in an hour. I go to the casheir and say one ticket to New York.

She says "it will be very expensive and we only have first class left."

I say "I do not care, I am in a huge rush to get out of here. How much is it? I will pay in cash."

She says "$300."

I pay her, get my ticket and leave. On I have one hour until my train leaves. In the meantime I bought a hat so no one reconizes me.

I sit down and start to watch the news. Then breaking news comes on. I see my face in the TV and under my face it says "Escaped serial murderer, killed 5 of our guards if seen call 911"

Jesus I hope this hour goes by quickly.

I go walk around. I use the bathroom and then go buy some McDonalds. I buy it and then sit at the bench and watch the planes take off. As I child I loved doing this. It was the only reason why I would go to airports. I could do this for hours and hours. As a teen I would go to airports to watch planes and get thoughts out of my head. I feel like a teen again. As I am day dreaming someone taps me on my shoulder. This scared the crap out of me. It was a little kid who tapped me.

He says "Hey I just saw you on TV. They had your name in bright lights. Are you famous?"

I say "I can not talk right now."

He says "I just want one autograph plweez."

At this time some people had turned around. I do no want any attention.

I say "Fine fine. I will give you an autograph just leave."

Since the kid almost got me into trouble I wanted to mess with him. I saw the time and it said boarding time. I give the kid a note and say "Give this to mommy or daddy."

The kid says "Yes I will thank you Mr.Famous guy."

The note read "Your kid just called me famous. Do you know who I am, the criminal on the TV. HAHAHAHAH watch your kid next time because not all guys are like me."

As I am walking I see the kid give the note to her mom and the emotion on her faces changes radicaly. She grabs the boy's hand and they run out scared. My job has been done. I look around to make sure no one is following me and I board the train. Looking around the first class seats I notice it is just me and two other ladies. Looks like no one is going to New York. I go to me seat which happens to be right behind the ladies.

The train starts moving and I just stare out the window. About an hour late the train people come to check out tickets. Being first class we get ours checked. The ticket checkers come in and say "Make sure the escaped convict is not on the train the last thing we need is to stop and deal with the cops."

The other guy says "I will make sure."

The guys check the ladies tickets and then come to me. They stare at my face then the picture they were given. They look at me again and then look at the picture. I say "Is there a problem?"

The ticket guy says "Yes, you look like the criminal in this picture."

What do I do? WHAT TO DO?

I say "Let me see the picture please, to make sure."

They hand me the picture and I look at it and say to them "Wow he does look like me? What are you saying I need to get off, because I will not, I am not him."

The ticket collector says "We need to see your recipt for your ticket."

I say "I paid in cash because I do not like debt on my credit card, why pay more for something when you can pay at one time?"

The ticket collector says "Fair point. Can we see some ID, or drivers licanse?"

I Say "Here is something better."

I show them my detective badge and my police badge because it does not have my name, while my ID and licene does.

The ticket collector says "We are very very sorry sir, we did not know you worked for the New York Police department."

I say "It is ok."

The ticket agent says "Please do not file a complaint on us, it was just that the guy is a killer and we must bring him in. Besides there is 500,000 dollar reward."

I say "Since when is there a reward I never saw one?"

The guy says "As if two hours ago because they could not find him. It was to encourage and person hiding him to bring him in that is all."

I say "No worries, i do not file complaints for misunderstandings."

The guy says "Thank you. Anything you need tell me."

I had already begun from being so nervous. The lady in front turns around and says "I hope you do not feel bad for what they did to you."

I say "Thank you so much, this means a lot."

At this moment I put my headphones on. Before I play a song I hear the ladies talking about the guy that escaped. So I do not play any music just put my headphones on so I can listen to their conversation.

One lady says to the other "Laura do you think that is the man who escaped?"

Laura says "Susan shhh. He will hear you."

When she says this I start to nod my head like I am listening to music which I am not.

Laura says "Look at him he can not hear you, he is in his crimial music world."

This comment really made me mad, I just wanted to smack her. I am not in the mood right now. I turn my music on now, I do not want to hear them talk at all. Shortly after I fall a sleep. Death visits me on the train again.

I say "What now?"

Death says "The clock is ticking. How much longer can you last?"

I say "Longer than you."

Death says "You will not escape, but I must say you are doing good right now. You will suffer some more. You are going ......."

While he said this comment I felt a shake. As I open my eyes I see we are back in New York City What was he going to say, I know it was important.

I got off the train and ran. Ran all the way to work which was 3 miles away.

I arrive at the station 20 minutes later. As I walk in the sheriff said "Yo Mark in my office now."

I know he is mad but I go to him any way.

Sheriff says "Where were you for the last week? You never called anything."

I say "Sir a week ago seven guys broke into my house trying to kill me. It took me two hours but I hunted each one and killed them. I hid their bodies. I ran out of my house when I killed them and once I stepped outside I was attacked by two other guys who knocked me out."

sheriff cuts me off and says "We went to your house and it was spotless except for one broken vase.

I say "Let me finish. The guys then went into my house and cleaned it up, so no evidence was there. I was thrown into a truck and driven for a while. I woke up in and was at a jail. They put a man across me that was a police so he can look after me. They tortued me and then when they got the information they let me free. As we were walking I saw a man sharping his knife. I then realized they were going to kill me. So I killed the guards there. They imprisoned me saying I killed their boss."

Sheriff says "Wow."

I say "It is not done yet. I run outside the jail and I am in a city I have never seen before. I go around and ask people and they say that jail is one of the worst what goes in never comes out. It is part of the government. We can not even talk about it because they will kill me to. I went to a train stop and I saw my picture on TV saying mass murderer on loss, $500,000 reward."

Sheriff says "That story was BS at its best. Just say you were on vacation. Anyway we came to your house and recived your cell phone. It was off so we did not turn it on because of privacy. Here is it charge it and check your messages. Your story is a lie OKAY."

I say "NO IT IS NOT SIR."

I leave the room to go charge my phone that I have not checked in two weeks. I plug my phone into a wall and go to get coffee. I get back in ten minutes and turn my phone on. What I saw next would gave me a heart attack if I was old.

I had 50 messages from my friends that had "died."

The first message is from Naomi and says "Sorry I did not get your call. You probably saw the accident and thought we were on the bus. We had gotten off two stops before to go to a late night bar. to watch the game. I hope nothing happened to you."

I start to cry.

I got the same message from all my friends.

When I did not respond they sent more saying Are you Okay??

35 messages later I got a text from Jeremy saying "We are coming to your house." The date they came was the day after I got taken away."

They sent messages saying "WTF happened at your house. Everything looks good but we found 28 used bullets. WHAT IS GOING ON?"

I start to cry more and more. I call Naomi and she picks up

Naomi says "Oh my God, you are ok."

I say "Yea get everyone and come to the station."

I close the phone and sheriff calls my name.

Sheriff says "Sam parents are coming here in 30 minutes."

I have to tell everyone.

30 minutes has passed and everyone is here.

I take Sheriff, Sam's family, and my friends into a room.

I say "No one interrupt me. I have a lot to tell."

I say "Sam was a waiter at a restaurant I went to one day with my friends. The day the bus accident happened. We all got fortune cookies and read them out loud. Sam had forgotten mine and went back to get mine. My fortune said My life is in danger, DO NOT DO ANYTHING RISKY OR TELL ANYONE. That night I decided to walk all the way home in the rain rather than take the bus. My friends took the bus. That bus flipped over the Brooklyn Bridge and these people here were who I thought died. The bus they were on the same driver so I knew I was not wrong. I thought Sam had known this would happen so I killed him, thinking that he killed my friends. When I killed Sam a lady saw me. The next day I went and killed her, but what I did not know was she ran a huge Gangster buisness. The next night seven guys came into my house and tried to kill me. It took me two hours but I hunted each one and killed them. I hid their bodies. I ran out of my house when I killed them and once I stepped outside I was attacked by two other guys who knocked me out. The guys then went into my house and cleaned it up, so no evidence was there. I was thrown into a truck and driven for a while. I woke up in and was at a jail. They put a man across me that was a police so he can look after me. They tortued me and then when they got the information they let me free. As we were walking I saw a man sharping his knife. I then realized they were going to kill me. So I killed the guards there. They imprisoned me saying I killed their boss whcih I did kill. Once I got back here today I checked my phone for the first time and saw all these messages."

Sam's day says "You dirty rat, How did you think Sam killed your friends?"

My friends are speechless, as is the sheriff.

Sherriff says "Put him in the cell, he will go on trial."

I am walked to my cell. I am going to get life in prison. I must die NOW.

I go to sleep upset and death comes back.

Death says "HAHAHAHAHAH told you I would catch up, you never escape me. Now you want to die."

I say "Yes I do want to die. Kill me now. Please sir please."

Death says "No, you had the chance to die and you said no. That is your problem now. I am leaving now."

I wake up. It is night time outside. I see a gaurd.

I say "Please sir kill me."

He says "No I can not."

I say "tell them I escaped, and you were forced to kill me."

He says "Kill your self."

I say "I can not it is against me religion."

The guard says "Fine I will kill you. But are you sure."

I say "Yes I am sure sir."

He opens the door and I get out. I start to run and he shoots me. Before I die I had one happy thought. I BEAT DEATH, I SHOWED HIM WHAT I DO. goodbye. With this I close my eyes saying good bye to the world

I say quietly "I won death. I WON." Goodbye world.