Hope II

Vertuga III

The wrenching stench of blood, death and horror filled the room and tortured my senses as I was forced to inhale the deathly fumes of my best friend of sixteen years, his rotting corpses being dragged out of the room like a rag leaving a trail of fresh blood to soak into the marble floor and travel along the pattern towards my feet to join the torn out souls of Dylan and Mark, the only family I had left violently taken from my life... at this point, I feel it a privilege if Abraham took my life like he took theirs. In a cold, heartless robbery of good, precious souls.  

John Coffey stood tall at the top of the room, closing the door after the two undertakers dragged Aaron's body from the room. He stood where there blood was, in the spot he shot my brother dead. Standing tall with no remorse, no regret... and I seek nothing more but to kill him where he stands... yet I had no energy for it. And I am still strapped into this cushioned chair, holding me prisoner in the tomb of my family.  

The horror of what had happened has me in a state of shock. My heart aches, feels like it could snap open at any given time. Like a sprinter at the blocks, waiting to burst out and run as far away from me as it can. Away from the torture my body endured.

My heart was thumping, aching as it did so as I struggled to bear the torments of the treacherous act. The people I know and care for are all soon to be dead, Aaron, Dylan and Mark were only the beginning. This man is no human... he points his finger and kills without hesitation, without negotiation. He is a monster, worse than the infected outside. Worse than any I have encountered. 

The Ripper, he was a villain... but when he was on the verge of death, he saw the good inside him to try warn me about this place... but Abraham... he's worse than ten Rippers. This game of cat and mouse I have been playing Atlanta, it didn't end when I killed the Ripper... it won't end until Abraham is dead, and buried in the ruins of this ship.

'You promised you wouldn't kill them' said Bryan, still standing on his two sturdy feet, addressing his treacherous leader. 

'You told me that you wouldn't kill them if they gave you the girl' 

Despite what Bryan was saying, it did not change the way I looked at him for a moment... if by any chance I get out of here, Coffey will be the first man I kill, then Lieuten. Maybe then I will have the time to cap a bullet in that bitch Kate's head, and slice Bryan's neck down to the artery, leaving him slowly bleed out... he may be playing the innocent card, but it doesn't change the fact that he led us here. 

'I was never going to let them leave Bryan' Abraham said, looking with a grin at the blood on the ground spinning his pistol on the table like the Ripper did during the game of Russian roulette, Kate joining him with a treacherous smile with no sign of regret or remorse that the people she lived with were just slaughtered before her eyes.

But then on the spur of the moment Bryan quickly unclipped his pistol dangling in the leather holster, raising his arm parallel to the ground and directed it to his leaders head... but Abraham's nonchalant reaction suggested that the act did not bother him, although every other guard in the room quickly directed their weapons to Bryan, and I sat in the middle of what could be a crossfire, caught by surprise as to what was happening. 

'Relax men' said Abraham, moving his head to Bryan to stare directly into the pistols chamber 'He wont kill me... he'd only be killing himself... and everybody else on the ship' 

Suddenly Kate's smile was wiped, she seemed frightened at the prospect of Bryan pulling the trigger, yet I was still trying to piece it together how we would all die. 

Abraham looked to me and spoke again 'Every single person on this ship is injected with a serum into the heart' that explained the pick on my chest, they injected me with this serum 'If my heart rate stops, the serum will cause each and every one of your hearts to explode inside your chest, leaving you to turn into one of them... he won't kill me... he cant'