**[On the Night of the Anniversary] The sound of heavy guns pulling the trigger was accompanied by raucous laughing. Carl's heart began to race with each metallic clatter. It's about time, "Ahh.. Haa!!". It's time to hand him over to death. We had been waiting for this for good damned 48 hours! Immediately after the door to the pitch-black torture room opened suddenly, a terrifyingly strong voice stormed. Carl though wondered how he was able to survive without seeing the broad daylight for more that 48 hours, thus living in pure darkness which left him no choice but to adapt. The blindfold use to lock his vision were change twice only at midnight. And every single night Carl kept on having horrible nightmares that later seemed to be his actual reality. Since being captured, he hasn't had a single bath, he could only taste rotten food and filled his drenched tongue with tainted water that tastes like piss. That was his only option to survive from
....... "Brothers, let's not draw any hasty conclusions... I've known Carl for a very long time and I have known him to be very strong and unyielding. No matter the torment he cannot possibly give up hope. Maybe it was his prayers that must have brought us here in the first place! The hope he has built and trusted to save his life.." Matt yelled as he clung to his gun showing no effort for any form of weakness. Since the rain kept Increasing, the sole option and significantly preferable spot for the three friends to seek shelter is under the shady tree behind them. After they have gone under the tree, Dante who was freezing from the ghast cold of the downpour paused and stared on the floor with high degree as he commiserated for the lost of Pa Izan. How would someone kill Carl's father and wants to murder him too? Who could be soo ruthless to be able to commit such an atrocious and diabolical act on an innocent fellow?" In the minutes of his continuous gazing, he thought deeply the
** The sound of heavy stones thundered on the roof of the old cabin. Until when one of the gang members settle with his gun on his chest as he went outside, confirmed and return before they know that the languidness of the downpour in the woodlands has increased massively providing each drop of the rain sounding like rattling glasses dropping on the roof of the cabin with the assistance of the powerful stormy gales. "Shut that door!" A deep horrendous voice commanded immediately. The all Black-ish attire with a black face mask slammed the door closed immediately after already having a short navigation of the outside and then held his M16A4 rifle firmly as he returns to the green world of the powerful and heartless group of sinisters. The world Carl was unfortunate to be involved in. __ 'Sniffing' "I can smell a bloodmeal already, why did this damn rain have to come. Our black canines are soo soo hungry.. " Carl could recognize the voice as the Bogeyman with the
For a man who has dedicated all his life to the underground world, not having sharper reflexes would be the pinnacle of failure in his dirty game. No matter how strong the wind blows and the sounds affects the environment by swirling of trees and also, no matter the strong and thumping the rain beats on the zinc of the ceilings or the thatch of a roof, the metallic sound of what he's being conversant with could never be hidden in all other noises or sounds no matter how loud they are. They were about to open fire at their most unfortunate victim when the sky began to thunder violently. While others were busy pointing their guns at Carl and waiting for the fat crime lord, Damien to give the command, Damien and the Killer both gazed at themselves while arching brows at each other vaguely. Zack too was suspicious of the thunderstorm and have a little doubt that it was indeed a thunderstorm that has thundered in the air because the stroke did not disintegrate as it was supposed after th
The night falls and the forest has become more scarier. The argument in the environment of the forest evidently suggested that some ghost might be dwelling around. Anyone can believe if they are being told that a lot of people already died in the dangerous and haunting forest. Anyone who dares to enter the forest would be aware that it's a very high risk and would have no doubt that dangerous people might be the inhabitants of the forest. __The cloud was closing as the twilight cometh until the darkness of the night began to take it's course. But despite how dark the forest is, the rays from the moon had It's impact even as the rain continues to fall. "That was easy!" Yul said to Dante who is busy trying to check if the guns he has taken from the dead gangsters are loaded. He seemed to know a lot about handling rifles too but he already claimed the fact. Indeed, he really knows how to handle the lethal weapons which is still shocking to Yul. "It was easy, thanks to God " Said
Carl was in soo much grief as he points his gun towards the truck at the front of the others vehicles. He has set a bomb under the truck after he escaped from their cold hands. His captors did not know that they made the greatest mistake by telling him that they were the ones responsible for the death of his father. Tears flow rapidly from his eyes as it mixes with the mist on his face from the rain. He used his left hand to wipe the tears off as he lock target on their vehicles. "I've promised y'all that you will pay for what you did to my father didn't I?! You bunch of evil criminals. Whosoever paid you to embark on such mission has just put an end to your miserable life. I will never spare anyone of you for the pains you caused me. You have made me go through hell, but now I'll send y'all to hell where you will burn till eternity!" With a deep voice filled with venom and burning with a will of carnage, Carl growled while dancing his fingers on the trigger of his gun. Damien and
"Carl has lost my trust and the little respect I have for him. I don't ever want to see him in this house again.. " "Tell Galo never to open the gate of the mansion for that thief to enter or he would lose his job.. " "I will kill that loser if I ever set my eyes on him. Such a pathetic petty thief he is... " "He is a poor bastard, looking at him always make me wanna puke.. " "I want our daughter to be divorced from that destitute son-in-law. He is nothing but a golddigger, a thief and a piece of trash.." ......... All these cruel words stood against just one innocent young man for the past few weeks of his absence from the Chavez residence. The news of his disappearance did not even touch the tail of the morning broadcast and evening news on the city and the worldwide news stations on TV. Not even the media or anyone was aware that the live-in son-in-law of the affluent Chavez family has gone missing for over a week now. Obviously no one in the family cares about Carl since
Finally, Carl returns to his in-laws home after a long while. He thought, at least if nobody is happy to see him, Sergio and his father-in-law would most likely smile to glance at his face after being away for quite soo long. They must gave been very worried about him, he thought. In the beautiful neighborhood, there was no significant difference he could witness around after a month of his kidnap and torment in the hands of his captors. The estate looked his same as always, but this time it was more peaceful. It was quite imaginable to think that a lot of this rich families who owned villas and mansions in the estate have gone out on a vacation with their families. Of course everyone loves spending luxurious time outside their home with their homies and families. It is San Jose's day. A public holiday celebrated all over the great city and also in the other cities outside. Carl realises it when he saw a young couple and their little son and two daughters from afar on a very nice ex