"Freak, what a joke! it's been 13 years now and he would be free in a few days. But glad at least his party lost all the elections all this while. Andy Hanson, that's what is his real name I guess?" said Dr. Gordon to his assistant manager Boris who was Party manager of the Green Party. "I guess they might elect someone else to represent the party on his behalf. He was sent to mental prison after his delusional condition was proved in court. He can't run for any position." said Boris, "A madman raised by the evils of his fate. Andy can't run for any positions but decisions would be his own with some different voice. The city celebrated when he was sent to jail. He lost everything, everything." said Gordon, "And that's why he is in a special kind of room in the prison. In his first year, he tried to kill some of the doctors. Since then he has been on the list. They call him the King of Prison." said Boris.
"But what should he be called when he's all out when he is free after a week."
"Captain Freak"
The prison was cursed. It was the same filthy home of gloom for Andy as it was his own home. He shouted nearly every day in his first year and scratched the walls in madness. Of course, he did not do a simple crime after killing the mayor of the city people actually loved. But some didn't. The second-year was filled with scratches. And in the third year screams returned. They were so chilling for the guards who once decided never to stroll near his room. But they had to. In the same year, Andy was beaten several times for all the mess he created in the asylum. The fourth-year was silent. Silent but this silence was an alarm for forthcoming dangers. This was a cruel silence. Guards were still scared to roam around his room, unpredictable were the consequences. Since then, the conditions remained the same. No more screams, no more scratches. The food given to Andy was also passed using a window. In his starting days, he would snatch and scratch the hands of the guards passing it to him through the window. But now he was all quiet. The horror of his freakiness was on loose.
About his imaginary friend Captain Freak, he was saved by him several times from prison. Once by killing all the guards and taken out, once, escaping from the window for food, and once just by smashing the door. According to poor Andy, he might have started a new life with his new imaginary wife Nancy and their imaginary kids with an imaginary Godfather, Captain Freak. But only limited to heights of his mind.
It was Sunday afternoon and exactly after a week he was supposed to be out when a guard came with his food. The guard passed the food through the window simply and was leaving when Andy spoke up for the first time in thirteen years, "What time of the day is it?", "Afternoon" replied the guard. "How is the mud outside in the garden, when I came here thirteen years ago, it was wet, I hope it still is the same," asked Andy in a sweet sound. "Yes, it is still the same, but don't expect me to let you out, it's just a week for you to leave," said the guard. "But I have heard that the prisoners work in the place, I never helped my fellows, before I leave this filthy place, I want to help you people, please let me out for once so that I can stroll the garden and do some work, you can take the permission of authorities." requested Andy, when the guard gave it a thought for a while and said, "Alright, I have seen you for like thirteen years, and I think I should let you out once, and other prisoners are having lunch so make it quick,", "Of course, but provide me with a Spade, I want to do some gardening," said Andy.
It was this part of the time when Andy came out in the air for the first time. The King was out. A spade in his hand and he was monitored by the guard. Sun was over his head when he was in the garden, "Wet, as I expected." smiled Andy. "I am going to inform the authorities till then wait here, " the Guard said when Andy held his arm and said, "Thank you so much," and the while he said this he conjured the Spade inside the guard's stomach. And then closed his mouth using his foot. Digging a part of the ground he took out some mud with the spade and using his hands poured it into Guard's mouth. "Dead it feels! when you lose everything and people ridicule you! and then assholes like you guard me for thirteen years!" Andy kept on pouring mud inside the Guard until it went deep into his throat choking the hell out of him. "And now the nose! that's why I wanted mud to be wet," said Andy with laughter and poured the rest of the mud in his nose. The guard died a ruthless death. And Andy rose up and flew away screaming all his and jumping from the fence. He kept on running and running from the prison when he finally screamed to his content.
The horror of freak.
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