The fugitive - Episode 1

 

*freedom cannot be bestowed, it must be achieved

DANE GARRET IS MISSING ,

I heard noises , gun shots ,sounds I couldn't comprehend , I can't believe I was determined as anything , i either have to keep moving on or rather curled up in a big ball of misery and die, than to use another one minute of my life in there , in that hell hole they call prison , I limp down the underground tunnel and ran for dare life, heaven bind me the power to get through this till the end , I heard the loud sounds of the alarm system, gosh it just felt as if the whole world was after me. for the love of God , I kept my legs on the race , I wouldn't dare to wait or glance back , i felt panic rise in my throat , for the first time in many years , i call on to God ,

"God, god god"

I desperately needed to escape , I dove ahead and cut to some opposite direction , the tunnel seems to go on forever , but my eyes was focused ahead ..I jumped and ran

"Dane garret, "

, I heard the loud voice of a familiar voice , of course I wouldn't miss his voice to any other ,
Sheriff Scot,  he in particular think I was guilty of murdering my father , for the love of God how could anyone murder his own dad ..

The voices made me realise they were already inside the underground tunnel,
Non of them believed me, not sheriff scot , he in particular was against me accusing me of murdering my own father

"Dane , have been friend with your father for many years , and I've watched you two fight like cat and rat,  You've said so many time you would have wished he died instead of your mum, you are a prime suspect , and to me and what I've witnessed so far, you murder your dad,"

"You murder your dad, you murder your dad" the sound of those word and how irritating it felt pounded my ear so hard as I raced for dare life ,

I spent two years of my life studying the damn prison , when I finally got a free chance to escape non not even Jesus our lord in heaven could stop me or else he took my life , At the end of the tunnel, however, there is a locked door,

I was panting so hard as I stare at the door that has more than five locks on it , I stepped back and brought out the keys I stole from a cop who had recklessly mentioned an underground tunnel and having the keys in his locks
My hands were shaking like hell as I tested the keys on the locks ,

I gasped out as the first locks open , felling uneasy and scared to the throat , I glanced back as I hurriedly twisted and tested the keys on another locks , when another locks opened I almost cried as their voices grew nearer ,

"Come on come on "..

" Dane garret , the end of the tunnel is locked put your hands behind your head , breaking out of prison is another crime entirely, automatic thirty years in jail garret"

For the love of God my eyes had turn weary like a skittish horse .the mere sound of thirty years in jail was enough to give me an heart attack ,

Damn sheriff scot , damn him to the throat , he even barn Theressa for coming to check up on me in prison ..

"Dad I love Dane okay , I can't just abandon him in prison"

"He is a criminal Theresa , I don't want you coming to check up on him again cause he is gonna end up murdering you like he did to his dad"

I eaves drop on their conversation and that was the last time I saw theresa
That was it ,, if he wasn't Theresa's dad ,or a friend to my dad I never like the man a bit , heaven knows how I even got to tolerate him from the on set ,

I took another long glance as I twisted my hands on the last locks and there it opened , ...
The gun shot i heard made me flew out to the clumsy arms of mother nature..

Freedom , tasting freedom was like tasting a whole new life , I became a flash in an instant as i entered the gloomy Wood of Thorns, just west of the fort, a forest so thick one could barely see through it . But who cares if i was being bruised by edge of some dry stick
The sounds of police sirens from the distant and every corner made all spits dried up in my throat..
They've surrounded the whole damn place..
I cursed under my breath as I slowed up to take a view at my surroundings

I was dwarfed by thorn trees that seemed to stretch forever

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. They were ancient black trees with gnarled branches resembling thorns, and thick, black leaves.

Heaven help me get past this one ,,

"Dane garret , surrender yourself now"

Dogs kept barking ,, different sounds of mega phone echoed ,, I instantly became disrupted as I shake all over ,,
How am I gonna get pass this ...
Should I start digging my own grave so I could hide under or should I just die this instant ,
I decided to turn west and began racing again , my life was hanging in my throat, my legs almost touching the back of my head.... I turn left , and race up to a hill that took me abruptly to the root of another destination,, I glanced back to see different kinds of flash light , hot red siren lights flashing in bubbles , gun shot ranted through the air, I raced ahead and stopped in front of a glorified split foyer house that have been over dressed with a row of fake Doric columns along the front ,, it had the look of a low rent Tara complete with a little grinning black jockey post standing beside the front step...

Yes I thrown myself in with the little strength I have in me ,if I keep running then I was sure I was gonna loose my life ,, I couldn't go on ,
With my hand on the side of my stomach I coughed and staggered my way in , I actually took the back passage,,, I peep in at a corner only to see the family feasting on their meals , they were actually smiling and eating ,,
My sight catches the sight of a pretty lady , saying things to the older man ,
And right there memories took me back to when my mum , dad and I were one big pretty happy family ,
What had actually go wrong  , of course it did go wrong when dad started making pretty cool cash, he got a job at some suites were only well known people lodged ,, that was just it , no more than that he became opposite of who he used to me, he care less about us, got drunk , say foul words at mum , the worst part of it all was screwing an whore right at my mums face..

"You are a dog dad, a dog that deserve to be thrown into the lagoon"

I remember how I had scream that night with tears on my face ,  that was the first time I had talk back at him , cause my mum wouldn't let me ,, she wouldn't let me talk ,

"This is between your dad and I dane" she would say ,, " that's what she kept saying dammit ,, that was what she kept saying until garret Fossen sent her to an early grave  , of course I might have hate him so much but why can't anyone understand I can never murder him , he gave me a life for crying out loud

I cleared the tears in my face with the back of my bruised hand  and staggered to the back and towards the barn ,, quiet enough not to make a sound I open a box covered with manures, I entered and covered my self with it all, it smell so bad , but in order to stay alive , I have to do this
I closed my eyes briefly and the memory of the day I saw my dad cold dead descended on me ....

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I ran down the stairs with my jogging outfit , I was on my way to the kitchen when my gaze met with the tiny b-tch dad brought up last night and there my stomach jumped in a way that had become familiar ,

I had no business with her ,

" where the hell is that old man" I fume to myself , after getting stuff to throw down my throat in the kitchen, I jogged outside only to see him with yet another b-tch inside the pool ,,
They were making out , actually kissing ...

"Dad" I call to him as I stare down at the b-tch like some dead flower ...
He smile up at me as he wiped water off his face,

"Xup son"

I glanced down at my wrist watch ignoring the fact that he was smiling up at me ,,

" my girlfriend would be in an hour,, tell your b-tches to get the hell out of here or else am gonna thrown them off to the street myself ,, you got that "

No more than that I jogged away, not caring whether he was giving his replies or not ,
That was how we lived ever since my mum died eighteen years back , its just so annoying that he had lived happily more than he has when mum was with us , and that had prompted to my unending hatred,

In an hour and half Time I jogged in and towards to kitchen to gulp in a cup of water ,
I stare down at my wrist watch ,

"Why isn't Theresa here yet "
I brought out my phone and hurriedly dialed her number ,, after explaining that she couldn't make it  I peeped outside only to realise dads car was still there,, and where has the old man gone to,, heaving a sigh I wandered out and up along the drivers side of dad.. I grabbed the handle of the door and fumbled with it ,, adrenaline pump through me , fear and anger making my finger clumsy ,,

"Dad what the hell are you doing all alone in here ,, why can't you just"

The rest of my tirade was lost  , jammed somewhere in my throat with bitter taste of terror as I swung the door open and my dad spilled out onto the fresh floor on my feet...his throat was slit from side to side ,...

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