Taken

Part I

1
It has been 6 months since the most grousome case has been dropped to me, which affected me completely. I haven't been the same since. I still carry the scars it caused to me, not physically, but mentally.

Since then, I have changed. I stopped talking to anyone who was around me. I decided to resign from my job -which i loved, and considered I was fairly good at. Moved away from the city I adored. At first people couldn't make sense of my actions, and questioned my desicions but the terrors I experienced was not for faint of my heart.

2
It all started on a rainy, fair day. I finished a case I've been working on for a few months, and sighed the stress away when I finally saw the lead. I needed a break -wanted a break.

I stood up from my old trusty chair, which was screaming in agony. We tired each other out for so long. I still can't make sense of why, but I felt an emptiness within me, It was like I've sensed what was coming. I looked around carelessly. There are times when people look around, but can see barely little, nothingless; but cannot keep their eyes from the desire of gazing- That stare was simply one of them. But I could make sense of why my meere eyes played that game, it was a yearning, questioning; simply saying "what now? You are done with work, but what are you going to do?"
I answered myself with a sigh, then went out to get myself a coffee.

I really liked the rain back then. So I used to walk across the street to get coffee. It wasn't cheap or anything, there was a coffee shop next to the station I worked, But I liked the extra effort. I would walk for a couple more minutes, and the raindrops would calm my anxious brain without knowing. Watching the drooling scenery whilst healing- what more could I achieve from a simple strolling?

I arrived to the coffee shop, and peeked through the glass pane to see if it was crowded or not. Most of the times there would be 4 or 5 customers seated, but today the whole place seemed to be open just for me. So I walked in joyously to enjoy lonesome silence. I got my coffee, sat next to the tables near the glass pane, and watched the life outside. It was an unusual habit of mine, watching other people go through their days. Some people would ran from the harmless drops of rain, some people would walk with an umbrella, (I would always call them richies in my mind) And some people just appreciate the rain and walk with pure fondness, which I was a part of. I would always think of a story for them. Their actions would give me the dots, and I would connect them with the events I created in my head. This was the way I used to relieve my stress back then, which I lack of for the past 6 months.

I finished the coffee I ordered without realising of how much I drooled over watching the busy street. Decided to head back to the station. And started walking back to my doom. How I wish I could just simply go back in time.

I went to the station, sat to the crying chair of mine, and decided to take some time off from work. I was tired of tracking and listening other people and their doings. I foolishly thought it would be fine to just plan a simple trip to clear my mind a little. I have no idea why, but I felt like fishing the weekend away. I looked at my desk -was very messy, pictures and documents were lying around recklessly- and decided to finish up my final takes and give the final document to the Lieutenant. To my luck; (which I lack, poorly) he came in to my office with a troubled expression. You would know when something unpleasant is coming to you, when someone looks at you with those eyes. Those eyes asking you a favor from miles away. You would know you have something coming for you- and it is not something you would like. And I was right,

I hated it.

3

There was a troubling silence between us. He knew I was fed up, I knew he needed me once again. I was determined to stay silent, because I was hoping he would leave. His expressions gave his thoughts away, His eyes were talking to me with just one gaze. ''No, I won't leave you. I have to tire you more and more.''