"Have you ever killed, Alexis?"Alexis was stunned by Martin's question. Killed in what sense? He thought. "I have," Alexis answered. "Self-defense. I've never killed for pleasure.""Until you went to jail? Must be for murder? This is a high-profile prison, the crimes aren't cheap either. Don't be a saint."Alexis smiled a smirk, put all the weeds he had collected together into the container provided, and then replied."I already told you. I kill only in self-defense.""FIRE...FIRE...SOMEONE WANTS TO KILL US ALL!"Alexis and Martin both turned to the person who said it. He shouted as his index finger pointed to the back door on the first floor, where the food storage and kitchen were located.The door opened, and a man ran out with a wound on his stomach, causing panic among the onlookers.An alert siren sounded afterward. Puffs of smoke could be seen inside the kitchen, so some police guards set up a barricade around the inmates to evacuate them.Alexis' hand was then pulled by Mart
Bang!"Damn it!" cursed Alexis, as a bullet whizzed by his left leg. Alexis suspected that the sniper had no intention of hurting him, but was merely calling his bluff.Precisely because of this, Alexis moved even faster, bursting into the main kitchen, against the direction of several people who wanted to get out to save themselves, but one Alexis was determined to get inside.Alexis grabbed a cloth on the kitchen table, wet it from the tap water, and wrapped part of it around his right arm to use as a shield.Before entering the prison building, Alexis had been given the floor plan and the names of each room, so he had no trouble finding his way to the stairs leading to the second floor.In this area, the smoke was still thick. Alexis couldn't understand how a man named Penn could burn room after room to the ground like this."Where is that suck a hero?" a voice asked faintly in the distance. Alexis indicated that there were police not far from where he was standing.Alexis quickene
Alexis leaned forward. The light from the sun's rays through the air vents biased his face. Alexis' tall, well-built frame made his the new center of attention, as did Penn, who immediately started staring at him."Who are you?" he asked out loud. He had a surprised look on his face. Alexis was certainly not one of the prison guards.Alexis didn't answer, he stepped forward, taking advantage of Penn's momentary lapse by holding Penn's right hand tightly with his left crossed.Penn, who was caught off guard, reflexively brought his foot forward to kick Alexis' leg.But Alexis was faster. His left hand snatched the flaming paper Penn was carrying, dropped it to the floor and stomped on it to extinguish the flame.Alexis did so with quick movements, and before Penn could make his next move, Alexis had already immobilized him by twisting Penn's arm and then dropping his body to the floor with his hand.But as it turned out, the end of Penn's fight was not quite here, as he suddenly pulle
What Alexis had sensed when he stepped inside, where there was a thick and slightly sticky liquid on his shoes with every step, turned out to be the liquid Penn used to set the fire.Alexis' expression tightened when, behind them, a prison guard screamed loudly as a fire suddenly ignited next to him. Alexis guessed that a spark had been ignited near the man, creating a new blaze."Damn it!" Alexis cursed for the umpteenth time. He took off both his shoes and Pedro's. The main door was engulfed in flames. There was no other way but to avoid the fire, before controlling it."Wait here!" Alexis ordered Pedro. The focus of the rescue was now not only on himself and Pedro, but also as much as possible on the people who were there.Alexis thrust his right arm, still wrapped in the wet cloth, forward as a shield again, to protect his face from the smoke and heat.Alexis then directed the wet cloth to serve as a shield for his hand, which was trying to reach the metal doorknob."Damn it!" he
Alexis quickly rolled to the side. Although he hit his head on the edge of the door leaf, he tried to stay strong enough to stay conscious.The red flash of lightning was followed by gunfire, just as he dodged. From the slowness of the shot's arrival compared to his evasion, Alexis could tell there were two possibilities, either the shooter was an amateur or he was wounded.Alexis tried to take advantage of everyone's poor visibility due to the smoke and the few remaining fires by quickly moving forward, back into the main area of the prison.The only misery slhe had to deal with now was the burning in the soles of his feet. Alexis had to balance his right and left feet so as not to simultaneously feel the heat coming from the floor.Alexis' shoes were so disfigured and unfit for use that he had to walk on tiptoe, all the while keeping his sharp eagle-like eyes as natural binoculars."Come on, we'll have to use the prisoners' belongings to put out the fire." Said the commander of the
Alexis' gaze was like that of a hunting dog. Thirsty for a catch, with all his might.Alexis crept along, alternating between the pain in his arms and legs from the residual heat of the newly extinguished fire.Alexis quickly squeezed under the door leaf, right under the muzzle of the rifle Penn was pointing out.Alexis was already certain that Penn was in a weakened state, where he had been wounded, although he had no idea of the type and location of the wound.Alexis tried to grab the door handle, but let go again, just to estimate how hot it would be when he opened it.Alexis then made a warning sign with both hands to the prison guards in front of him."Stay low, until I can get the gun," Alexis said quietly, pointing the muzzle of the gun Penn was holding inside with his index finger.After getting a nod in return, Alexis quickly turned around, pulled the muzzle of the long rifle fast and hard, got it under control, and then threw it forward until it made a loud thumping sound.A
"What do you mean, Martin?"Who wouldn't be surprised, when something related to humanity, turned out to be a terrible thing, even though this was a place where criminals were."I've been close to Pedro since he was brought in here. From the beginning, I've come to the conclusion that he's not actually mentally ill. I don't know what you'd call it, but according to my observations, he's still sane," Martin explained."So you're saying that the therapy for Pedro is an attempt to make him crazy and keep him that way?" Alexis concluded."Yes.""Was it purely on the orders of the warden of this prison or were there outsiders who had power or interests over Pedro?""It seems that Pedro is a key witness to a case.""Did Pedro ever tell you about the case? I noticed that you seem to be close to him."Martin looked right and left, before continuing to answer Alexis."Why are you so scared like that? Are you afraid of who might overhear our conversation?" probed Alexis, suspecting that Martin
"My hands are itchy."Alexis' thoughtless reply. He scratched a few times where the prisoner's bracelet was."Are you allergic to sanitizer or something?" asked the medic who turned to look at his with compassion. "Hum...this, is it?" Alexis followed the medic's gaze to the bottle of cleaning fluid he had placed next to the vacuum cleaner."If you have an irritation problem, I can give you some painkillers." "No. I don't think I need it."Alexis' words fell on deaf ears as he was distracted by the moaning of the person in the next room, which Alexis assumed was Pedro."Wait here," the prison medic pleaded with Alexis. But Alexis was going to find out. He pulled the vacuum cleaner a few steps away from its original position, eavesdropping on any conversation that might be going on inside between Pedro and the medic."Calm down!" the medic snapped until he could be heard outside."I don't want to drink it. Why are you always forcing me!" Pedro was clearly rebelling, refusing to comply