"I-" he stopped. "I want to see how I die" the man had been working with terminally ill patience for so long she guessed it was rubbing off on him……
He had listened to every last word she had said and had even taken notes at a time or two, he knew what she was capable of and wanted to know his own death……
Alyssa wanted to leave now, she had made a grave mistake in coming here…..
"Alyssa" he stood quicker than she and before she could back away he lunged across the desk, grabbing her hand and he squeezed as she tried to jerk away.
"No!" she hissed, trying to rip her hand away, sudden tears came fresh from her eyes, she didn't want this to happen, her ears thundered and her breath became ragged. she screamed trying to pull away, he slithered from the desk and stood on his two feet, they could have been lead feet for all she was able to pull away.
"Tell me Alyssa!" he was yelling at her, shaking her, tears spilled roughly as she shook her head. "You must tell me! So I can avoid it!" his voice was so high pitch. She was trying to fight the rumbling under her very feet, fight the urges to give in, no she would no longer kill innocent people. Alyssa screamed at the blackness as it converged over her, damn him damn the doctor for being selfish and proud!! Thinking he could avoid death, no one could avoid it! The shrill voice of the doctor came over the rumbling in her ears, as she was submerged into the molasses of Hell's Grip, he was screaming for her to let him go…….
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