Grimm

Grimm - Part 4 - The Final Chapter

Neither of us moved as I felt my heart sink deep within me. My mind raced faster than it ever had done before, like all of a sudden a switch had been flipped that shone light on everything that had been happening. With shaky, slow breaths I could hear my pulse roaring louder and louder as my heart boomed against my chest. The hair on my neck was already on end and like shutters on a lens I could feel my pupils dilating. I know not how long we stood there staring into one anothers eyes not daring to make the first move in the chess game that had just begun. A part of me feels it may have only been a fraction of a second, nothing longer than the blink of an eye; but at the same time I feel it may have been hours, so haunting were those long drawn out moments in time.

"And you call yourself a detective," He let out a sarcastic sneer that nearly matched a huff of air, "Unable to adequately perform your job even when having all of the evidence laid out directly in front of you for the taking."

Dr. Hamelin made no apparent acts of aggression so I felt no pressing urge to strain what little patience this monster may have. My senses were heightened to the most acute level at the time, the muscles throughout my arm twitched and my eyes were scanning the room in such a peculiar speed. "Who are you?" Finally I managed to speak these words that had been burning against my tongue for quite some time.

"Think Parker, who am I?" Squirming around in his chair like a child who could not sit stationary for an entire church service, he finally rose to his feet.

Delving into the darkest most unusual, unnecessary knowledge that I may have acquired by some subliminal means throughout my life, I look up to meet his eyes. He was doing something that I had never noticed him doing at all during our entire meeting with one another, a whistling tune chorused from his lips. The high pitched music bounced and twirled around the small office; this was the moment I truly understood who I was dealing with. Dr. Hamelin was more than just a mere clue to lead me further on along this path, he was the beginning and the end, the cloud that started the storm, he was the Pied Piper.

"The children, Hamelin, tell me where they are," The sorrow and pity was no longer mingling amongst my words, for so long had I imagined what I would do to this man once I got my hands on him. Just as he had watched and enjoyed taking those innocent lives with his own hands, I too would do the same. The pleasure it brought to my mind when I imagined my hands wrapped tight around his throat, feeling his pulse quicken against my palms as he drew his last breaths. Making him feel the same pain that they too surely had felt in their last moments. What I would give to have his soul haunt my dreams after death, that would be the only fairy tale ending I could hope for.

He nodded and gave a solemn smirk that contradicted any moment of happiness that I may have thought myself to understand. Hamelin was still calling the shots, and he knew exactly how this encounter would play out; what scared me the most was that he found it delighting. "Do not worry, Parker, I have every intention of telling you where they are. All you must do is cooperate with what I have to say. I have not gone this far just to have it all end with nothing more than a few confessions, no, not in the slightest."

I knew now that I was not simply imagining the cries of Chase Adams, the children were close yet hidden so perfectly, much like every event that had come along on this monstrous trail of despair. Rising to my feet as well I stepped towards him, my jaw clenched tight into place. "Do you think this is some kind of game that you can just make the rules for?" The first blow struck him right across the eye socket, I could feel the skin slice under the force of my bony knuckles. "You are not some bard who can tell stories at the expense of other's lives!" The second came shortly after to the opposite side, his teeth tearing into his own lips as stumbled backwards losing his balance and falling hard to the floor.