The Man in Black

Prologue

Mohanlal, 57 years of age, worked in a manufacturing plant on the outskirts of Sambal City. To make it home sooner, he would take the forest road as a shortcut instead of the highway. On this particular night, time was of the essence and Mohanlal chose to brave the danger of thieves lurking in the woods rather than lose more precious minutes.

He pedaled his bicycle along a narrow and winding trail. The trees were towering and blocked out most of the moonlight, creating shadows among the foliage. There was only the sound of leaves and twigs crunching beneath the tires as well as an occasional hoot from an owl nearby.

As he ventured deeper into the heart of the forest, a sudden, ominous sound cut through the silence - the unmistakable crack of gunshots. His heart pounded in his chest as he brought his bicycle to a halt. Panic began to well up inside him as the echoes of gunfire reverberated through the trees. He could feel the tension in the air, a palpable sense of danger that hung like a shroud over the forest.

Mohanlal recognizes that shadow figure, he could believe what he say, "Its him...it is really him...It was all true...". The urban legend of man in black, roaming around in city terrorizing people. Some people saw him as a menace, some saw him as a hero, finally came to save this city after years of darkness in here.

The man in black, wore black mask below his eyes, and a black suit which seemed to be unaffected by rain of the bullets. His eyes were full of fury. His punches showed no mercy. "Tell him, tell him what I did to you, and what I will do to him." The man in black said. "I am coming for him soon" he continued.

The rest men ran in fear. He picked up the person he threw in ground by his hair. And in cold menacing voice said," Did you see that? your friends... they left you... when your time of death came". The man struggled, "Please... don't... kill... please...I have...a son-...". The masked man cracked a wide smile, "Oh no no no, I won't, death is for suffered, yours will begin today for all things you did, every day... you'll think, WHY YOU?", and throws him with full force into the tree. The voice of impact made them scream, the ones inside van. But this wasn't scream of a man. They were several, high pitched screams.

He threw him into the tree where Mohanlal was hiding, the branch fell off after getting hit which scared Mohanlal. He panicked and ran without his cycle as fast as he could.