Pyromaniac Reader X Grillby

Chapter 4: Caught by Surprise

Grillby's POV:

When I look at what's behind the side of the dumpster, caught by surprise. Surprise on what I'm seeing in front of me.

It was a person in a hospital gown leaning on the dumpster that person was behind knocked out. The person was a patient from a hospital. Must have lacked the medical needs and may be in need of medical attention. For the patient must have collapsed for I can see that a reddish mark shown around the temple of the head.

But if so in need of the hospital from in the place I'm at is half an hour away. Then how in the world this patient come here to Grillby's? Not one of my customers that I'd have known. I kneel down to carefully examine. The person in front of me is in a weak dead-like state. The patient does look unhealthy. Skinny as if not well fed and bags under the eyes with signs no night sleep is even made.

What hospital would do this to a patient like this or even treated someone like this? This person is likely a runaway patient from a harsh hospital. The gown is freshly new meaning that it's was recently today that this patient runs away.

I try to find a tag that hospitals usually put around their patient's wrists to know which hospital they are from. I can't see any somehow, but only burned digits on the right wrist that layout on the ground was saying, "1604A." It looks too cleanly made to self-inflict it was old also. Purposely placed there. A thought came to mind. Was this person a test subject?!

I have no choice but to take this poor human with me, even if this is an aggressive one. This may have suffered from pain that I may not have experience. I pick the body carefully noticing that there are many burs and wounds on the feet. Poor thing...

Reader's POV:

The last things that I remember are that I was able to find a town and walk through the alleys without any trouble along the way. But I ended up stepping on some broken glass as I go. I start to feel slightly heavy. Has gravity increased I thought? Hell, no dummy. My body is getting weaker. How in the world did this happen? I don't even know why my body is being like this. I still kept my head up and my grounds from falling so easily. It's already night time.

You were getting weaker by the minute, but you kept on going. You were determined, but that's not even enough to stop your body failing on you. There wasn't that much light it was dark in the ally. The street light's were blocked off by the walls of tall buildings only casting large shadows instead of brightening the alley. Your sight is slowly getting hazy. You stumble a bit. You used the bricked walls latching on the bricks to support your body to stand. You spotted a familiar light flickering around about around the corner of the ally you're in.

"..........Fire......," you whisper. Well, you are lucky you thought to yourself with your pyromaniac mind. You can just be near the fire and let it consume you burning you to death. You don't mind. You don't mind at all. Fire is your best friend, and it came just in time to help you end this misery you're in. The suffocating grip of feeling captive, you wanted to be free. "I'll be freed by fire my only best friend." You chuckled sickly. You are walking towards the light source following the flickering lights. You were about to take a turn. Then you legs start to fail on you, hitting the mildly crooked concert with your knees.

You started to used your arms and hands to keep on moving to support your knees to move. The light of the fire is just in front of you flickering so calmly. Just only a few feet away. After a few more steps your arms failed on you also. Your body is going to collapse. Your head hit on a solid object preventing you from hitting the ground. You slowly close your eyes that barely can only see things ever so blur. You heard glass bottles being knocked down by your fall.

So close, you thought to feel devastated you were just so close to being free. Now you're losing the chance the only hope to end it all right now. You wanted to be free. You needed to be free. You told yourself to get up, but you can't get up it's too late you passed out. Felling into the dark, you knew too well.

(A/Note):

Sorry for an about a month without an update. In apology and the time. Two new chapters this week. I normally made chapters about 1000 words, but this chapter is only over 800 words for the story. (Not counting this note's words.) Raging over the lacking of 200 words not applied to this chapter.