One of the best spies in the United States suffers Post Traumatic Stress breakdowns and almost dying on the job. She goes back to her hometown to spend winter break with her family members and to take care of her mental health. Things are going well...
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Slowly opening my eyes trying to figure out what happened. Feeling a harsh pain on my arms, feet, and my head. I hear piano playing in the background. Once I gained full consciousness again, I realized that I'm at the same building and room Julian and his son was at. My arms and legs tied up. I notice a disturbing sight that made me scream.
I see dead bodies of my fellow agents: Agent Seni, Agent Indigo, Agent Graves, Agent Snipe, and Agent Clandestine. There's blood all over the floor. It looks like they have all been shot.
"I'm glad that you're awake. I hope you liked the surprise." Julian says, laughing and holding a gun in his hand.
"Why do you keep on doing this?" I asks him, getting frustrated by his repeated actions.
"You killed me with no remorse and you treated my son like trash. The reason why I'm doing this is to teach you a lesson." He explains.
"A lesson? By invading my dreams and tormenting me in the same building? Whatever lesson you're trying to teach me, it's just making you look worse and not me." I lash out on him.
"Shut up!" He yells, smacking me in the face with his gun. "This is exactly what I'm talking about! You still don't care about me as a human. You treat me like I'm the worst person in the world. I never killed anyone in my life. But you still see me as a demon."
"I don't know how much I have to say this, but I never meant to kill you. I'm sorry for not treating you or your son right." I apologize to him. I legit feel bad for what I did and want this to come to a conclusion.
"I'm glad that you're owning up to your mistakes, but you should have said that to me when I was alive. For someone who cares about kids, you still don't even know my son's name. You still call him a child. He's more mature than you will ever be!" He barks.
"Where's your son right now? I need to apologize to him face to face and get to know him better. Please, I won't hurt or do anything bad. I just need to talk to him." I asks him. He leaves to go get his son. I try my hardest to escape from these ropes, but Julian tied them tightly. It's straining my hands by the several attempts of me trying to break free.
But I stop after seeing them walk towards me. The kid won't even look at me. I hope he still doesn't hate me.
"I'm so glad to see you again. I'm so sorry for treating you and your father poorly. I never meant to hurt anyone. It was not my intention to use my gun." I say, but it's obvious that my words are falling on death's ears. The kid still would not look at me.
"What's your name? I want to know your name." I asks the most important question to the kid. Knowing his name would show that I care about him as a human and not just a little kid.
"What's the point of revealing my name? That won't make my dad come back to life in your reality. In this reality or whatever it is, it's where people die. Since you killed my father, you have to suffer the consequences." The kid tells me.
"Please, don't kill me! I will do anything to make things right." I plead.
"How pathetic you look right now? People call you the best agent in the world? That's a lie. You should retire because all you bring is shame and pain. You only care for yourself. Just because you're a spy, doesn't make you a hero." Julian viscously tells me.
I begin tearing up, because it's true. I am worthless and don't make situations any better. I don't see the humanity in everyone besides some people I care about the most. What type of spy am I? What type of woman am I? What type of human being am I? It looks like I'm going to continue experiencing this torture until the day I perish. No one can save me from this. Even God and Jesus are disappointed in me.
I won't even put in a fight or yell. They should kill me again, so that I can feel the bullets pierce my skin and death can consume me.
"Kill me!" I suggest to them.
"Excuse me?!" Julian questions, feeling bewildered that I would say such a thing.
"If you want me dead so badly, kill me already. I won't put up a fight. I deserve everything negative coming my way." I tell him.
Him and his son look at me like I'm a psychotic woman. I'm giving them an open opportunity to kill me, but they are not taking the chance.
"Why aren't you killing me? I thought you both said that I deserved to die for my actions. This is your perfect chance to get your revenge. I'm not going to complain or fight back." I tell them. Julian puts his gun down and leaves with his son. I'm still stuck confused and frustrated.
"You can't leave me like this forever. Just kill me already if you truly think I'm worthless and don't deserve to live. Come back and kill me!" I yell out trying to get their attention, but all I hear is the annoying piano playing.
"Kill me already! Kill me! Kill m-" I get interrupted by a sound of a different voice.
"Agent Dawn, wake up! Wake up! Wake up!" It's Agent Snipe calling my name, which makes me awake from my slumber. I did not realize I was sleeping, because the dream felt real. Realer than the previous encounter I had with Julian and his son. I need to find a way to make things right, so I may end this chapter in my life.
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