Escape Hell//Mike Vitar FanFic COMPLETED

Chapter Eighteen

Third Person POV

Mike was passed out again, when he finally came back around he was welcomed by the bright white room of the hospital he was in. He was in hospital clothes lying in a hospital bed. He looked around and then sighed in relief as he gently lied his head back down on his pillow. What happened to the man who saved me? Where's Tom? Are the police looking for him? Did they catch him? Did they find the barn? All these thoughts continued to bother Mike as he stared up at the ceiling. He slowly uncovered his broken leg from the blanket and saw that it was wrapped up. No cast yet. At least Mike felt better. Much better, he was somewhere safe and his leg wasnt in much pain like it was earlier today. Mike then wondered what time of day it was...if it was even the same day the man saved him. He wasn't sure. Then he heard the room door open and saw the joyful plump face of a middle aged woman entering. She was one of the nurses, "Oh good, you're awake...how's that leg?" She asked. Mike nodded, "Better..." he spoke softly, "The doctor said we're going to wait until tomorrow morning to put a cast on that but you're on some pretty tough meds to help with the pain" she explained. Mike thought of the ginger bearded cowboy, "The man that brought me here...where is he?" Mike asked, the nurse smiled gleefully, "Oh Ralph! That man is such a saint I'll tell you what, he has brought several injured folks here, very generous!" She finished. Mike nodded in total agreement, "Yeah, yeah he is...he saved me from this...crazy guy...he killed a man too" Mike went silent and the nurse lost her smile, "Oh dear God, I think that's why Ralph must have left in such a hurry...he told us he had to take care of something very serious" the nurse finished. Mike lied there motionless, lost deep in thought, "listen if...if any of you guys see a man with buzz cut blonde hair and bright blue eyes...don't let him through...his name is Tom...he's really dangerous" Mike explained. The nurse was becoming quite frightened at this explanation but she agreed with Mike whole heartedly.
    Once the nurse had left the room, Mike sat up in the bed. He looked at his wrists and saw they were bandaged in gauze. He lied his back against the pillow and stared out the hospital window. It was late afternoon by how bright red orange the sun was. Mike then spotted a clock on the wall to his left. It was Five-thirty in the afternoon, Mike couldn't stop thinking about Tom...where he was...if he was ever found...and where that Ralph guy went. Mike scratched the back of his head and lied his head down again. Moments later he dozed off again.
     Meanwhile, the police had located the barn where Tom held Mike captive. They found the body of Kevin hacked to pieces in a plastic black bag. The Sheriff nearly vomited when he saw it, "Now what we need to do is find the son of a bitch!" the Sheriff said angrily. The police had saw Tom's stick shift truck and busted the window to look inside. They know Tom's name, his age, his past...since they were able to look him up. However, there was no Tom to be found in the area. The entire county was on search alert for Tom...unfortunately no one had any luck finding him.
   

Six Months Later

Mike had decided to move out of his apartment. He actually left the state, Mike now lives in California where he is pursuing his Firefighter career. Since his leg was broken only six months ago, Mike still wears a cast and gets around on crutches. Thanks to Tom kidnapping Mike, Mike had to redo things hes already completed for his career. However, he easily made it through difficult exams and stuff like that anyway. It's just that Mike was angry because he could've been further in his career by now. At the same time, Mike had a little bit of sympathy for Tom. Mike knew deep down he was good...but Tom didn't do a good job showing that. Due to all the trauma Mike has suffered in that barn hes been in therapy for six months as well.

"...Tom was different in the beginning...he seemed good, and he was an old friend...but then he went crazy...kidnapped me and killed an innocent man" Mike would tell his therapist. The therapist was blown away by Mike's story, she couldn't imagine going through such horror and pain. Having your leg broke by a sledgehammer on purpose was definitely something she did not hear all the time.
     As more time went on, Mike was still not healing the way he should...mentally that is. Mike has been kept updated by the police and the search for Tom is still going. Six months and Tom is still out there...somewhere. Mike couldn't fully move on from the tragic experience he had knowing that Tom was still loose. He could have a different disguise next time and Mike wouldn't even know he was coming. That scared him a lot. Even if Mike moved to California he knew Tom would try to find him...and eventually...Tom would succeed. Mike knew it.
      Roughly eight months had now passed since Mike escaped his own hell with the help of a cowboy...which has also been unheard of since then. Now under a new name in hopes Tom wouldn't find him any time soon. Luis Anthony Mendoza would go on to try and live the rest of his life in peace. However, Tom still visited him in his nightmares...

THE END