Permanent Isolation

         Alone. Dark. Having nothing to keep you company but the occasional solemn thought by one's own mind. Feeling like your ideas, emotions, every aspect of your will and life rejected by everyone around that you have come to know, love, or just pass by on the streets. This is what true separation from the outside world feels like. This is how Sam feels. Most people think of others who are like this as outsiders, however true that may be, there is always a good reason for this. Sam's though, a little different from most peoples'. At the age of five both of his parents were murdered in front of him. Helpless, the criminals kidnapped him. They locked him up in a dark lonely room for years. Wiped his memory of any previous encounters with the outside world using the device they were able to create with the plans drawn up by countless engineers over the years and left him there. He feels like he is in his own black hole. His last dwindling light of hope is the only thing standing between freedom and true darkness, death. When you are alone, starving, desperate, and saddened by the brutality of peoples' actions you must do terrible acts to survive. Sam, sitting in the room, with only the keen senses he has gained from the years of isolation and detachment has been eating only rats and other creatures that venture into his lonely room. He is now 16 years old still in solitude right where the criminals left him. You would think most people would go insane by now but with no previous memory of how life is suppose to go on he thought this is just normal. Sam really didn't even know if there were other people. That is why he was so... horrified when he heard the noises of rustling feet coming from somewhere unknown to him. Much larger than the usual animals that scurried across the floor and he knew that. A beam of light surges across the room. A male voice yells out to anyone in there. Sam, unsure of what to do, stays quiet. The same voice, "Is anyone here?" Sam, unable to remember how to speak, shuffles around violently. The beam of light paces over to his face and Sam is blinded. He screams out in pain. He has not seen light in over a decade and now that he has it is too much for him to handle. The astonishment of seeing a world unknown to him before today and the searing pain of the light sends a shock through his body and then he becomes light headed. He falls to the ground, unconscious. Days later he awakens in a bed. Surgery has been done on his eyes and he is now used to the new light.

         Sam shouts out, "Hello? Where am I?"

A tall woman with blonde hair holding a clipboard walks into the room. She says nothing to him. Doesn't even acknowledge him. Puts down a few checks on her clipboard, and leaves.

        Sam in confusion screams out again, "Where am I?"

Three men advance through the doors, pick him up, and place him in a wheelchair. They begin to push him down the hall of what looks like a makeshift hospital. The colors, the sounds, the newness of everything around him, Sam just takes it all in. He turns around in his wheelchair to see other men running procedures on a huge machine. Sam is abruptly placed onto a mat surrounded by a large rotating disk. He lies there while the disk begins to spin faster and faster. He gets knocked unconscious once again by the radiation of the machine. When he wakes up about an hour later all his thoughts have come back to him. His memories of his loved ones. His great times when he was younger, He remembers the brutal murder of his caring parents. The rejection by nearly the entire world. People telling him he's different. That he's a screw up. That he doesn't deserve to live. He remembers all the people, the faces, and the evil hatred that came out of people's mouths when they talked to him. A looming rage builds up inside of him. The evil of the first five entire years of his life all come back to him in one split second thanks to the previous procedure. He also cant forget the thoughts of the 11 years of darkness because of two men who ruined his life. Out of sheer desperation for the good in people he's been searching for, for the past 16 years, out of pure innocence of only knowing the bad in humans he knows he must get out of here. He lunges off of his 'bed' he was laying on and goes straight for the fire alarm. The confusion of the workers gives him enough time to grab a fire extinguisher hit the doctor on the head and jump out of the low first floor window. He begins to run away. He runs away faster than the preceding thought of rage reached him when he woke up. He was gone in an instant. Sam went back to being alone. This time for once... It was by choice because he thinks that entering the outside world will leave him the same result as before. His mind has been so corrupted and so twisted he has no idea how to perceive people by anything but evil. After countless years of being in solitude he begins to realize what has been missing for his entire life. Revenge. He wants revenge on the people who messed up his life. The ones who made him feel trapped in his own bubble of thought that will never be popped and shared with the seemingly always-changing society who seems to reject everyone and everything that is different. The years of isolation have given him more than enough to think about his plan. He begins by obtaining countless plans and outlines of many popularly visited spots. National parks, national monuments, sports stadiums. He begins to devise the perfect plan. However, that is hard to do without knowing how others think. He thinks by his own experience all the people will act with aggression and hatred toward him, which makes him become more cautious. Even with the weapon ban put in place 15 years ago in 2014 he finds a way to acquire weapons off of the black market. He knows there is no stopping him. He takes his stash of equipment and begins to make his way to Union station to meet the 36,000,000 annual visitors. He finds the air duct on the right side of the building that he knew would be there. All is going according to plan. He first shoves through his assault rifle in the duffel bag he brought along. He begins to shimmy his way up the vent through the system and then to the main lobby. He finds the passage to the storage room from his blueprints and from that is able to find a way to get down out of the vents and into the building. Quietly, and carefully he opens the computer he brought along and through years of practice is able to hack into the security system and look at the cameras. He sees there is no one near him and begins carefully exit the storage room. Unknown to the other people walking around with their families something is about to happen. Sam feeling no compassion for anyone but himself continues to walk through his plan in his head. He is able to stash the weapon in the storage room for later use and casually walks to the front to scout the area for the best place to follow through with his plan. He sees a somewhat hidden vacant area in the corner of the room. He knows that will be the place to plant the bomb. Sam now begins to stride back to where he stashed his equipment. Grabs the seemingly invisible bomb because it's so small and begins to walk back to the spot. Unluckily for him a person from the hospital long ago spots him. It seems that hopelessness and loneliness and can be spotted on someone as clearly as a scar. The doctor alerts the authorities of his insanities. The police roll up and watch him carefully to see what he's doing. Sam's plan is falling apart. He reaches into his pocket, he believes no one is watching, and begins to place the bomb. The police now aware to the visible bomb threat run in, clear the crowd, shoot, and kill him. Sam is now aware of true and permanent isolation... death.