"So tell me, where is it you plan to escape to know? The door is the only way out, and it's locked, the window is there, but we are ten stories up," he continued over the speakers, "You're move girl."
"I.......I don't have a plan", I blurt out. He looks at me all skeptical. "You. YOU don't have a plan? You of all people, you ALWAYS HAVE A.....a plan." His voice softens to a whisper. "Why? Why did you do it?" He doesn't seem so intimidating right at this moment. He looks so vulnerable, so.....scared.
"You know why I did it, I have no choice. They wanted to keep me there. I couldn't. You know my curse," I whispered. He just watched me.
"Of course I know of the curse, was it not I who was first afflicted?"
"It's nice to finally meet the most wanted man in ht wordld," I said, a fake half smile on my face. We were like mirrors of each other, same eyes and hair, about an inch apart in height. We even had the same uncaring smirk. "Why now?"
The straps bit into my skin as I silently worked my wrists out. Looking into his uncaring eyes, I knew this run - this run would be the hardest yet of my life.
He pulled out a gun and pointed it at me. "Dont even think about running." He walked up slowly with a victorious smirk, "You'r e going to help me."
No, I can't help you. Us being together will only make things worse, they'll find us for real!" I screamed at him. He just smirked, leveling the gun at my chest, exposed from where he had stripped my body armor away, leaving only my tanktop.
"Please, this is crazy! What can I even do for you?" I said, trying to keep my voice level.
"You can get rid of the curse," he responded. I took a step back away from the gun.
"How can I do that?" I asked.
"You know exactly how." His gaze burned into me as he placed the gun against my chest.
There was a long bitter silence in the atmosphere, as I stared at the ground. Finally, I spoke. "NO... there has to be another way..."
"Well," he snorted, "there isn't. You know what you have to do."
I shook my head, swallowing the panic back. I couldn't do it. "I won't. I can't."
"You sure?" With a crooked grin, he cocked the gun.
For a moment, I just stopped thinking about what was going on around me. I stopped his echos of taunt and just imagined instead.
I imagined the sunset, the golden sun. And it was perfect. Simple.
But I stopped, when I heard the so well known sound of the click of his gun.
Maybe there was going to be a different kind of sunset on the other end of this gun, but I didn't want to go there now.
I looked him in the eyes, and nodded. 'Ok...' I said.
"That's what I thought. I'll be watching you too, girl. You make one wrong move and it's over. We booth know the capabilities of the other. Do you want to test who will win at this game," he said hostily, slapping her hard across the face with the gun. "Now do it."