"Hey, stand up! "I hear a guard rattle my cell bars but I choose to ignore him and continue lying on my bed staring at God knows what on the ceiling. "Your being summoned, up! "he booms, I smile.
I hear the sound of keys furiously being twisted on the lock and the bars slide open. I stand when he's inches away from my bed.
"What'd you want me for this time? "I toss away the toothpick that was initially in my mouth.
Instead of replying he marches out me closely behind him. I smirk. How I love getting on their nerves.
"We need you to sketch us something. "the head of police informs me when I arrive.
"Another criminal? "he nods. "I hope that reduction of my sentence bullshit is still going on. This is some quality work I do for you considering the food I eat in here. " he rolls his eyes and leads me to a room where I spot an evidently shaky woman is seated. We walk towards her and a sketch pad is shoved at me.
"Could you give us a description... "the commander's voice trails off once I set my eyes on her face. I'd never seen one prettier. I suddenly felt this very well air ratted room feel hot. Too hot. How was she this beautiful. "Start drawing.. " I manage to hear and flip the book to an open page, pencil in hand.
I watch as her lips move. So, artistic. I feel the pencil in my hand move though I'm not even sure what I'm drawing. If my jail mates or even guards saw me like this it would ruin my very hard earned reputation.
"Yeah, that's pretty much it, or pretty much what I remember ." Everyone turns to face me.
"So."the commander clears his voice.
"So? "I ask quite confused.
"The sketch? " I look at my sketch, a sketch of the woman in front of me. He stretches out his hand. Oh God!
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Cerita PendekI watched him pull the trigger, blank.... There was only two of us left either me or the guy next to me. It was never the last guy. He tosses me the gun. My palms are sweaty, I could barely maintain my grip. "Fucking pull the trigger! "I hear someo...
