"Breaking news: Infamous serial killer Zayn Malik has just escaped Loringdale prison. The police advise everyone to stay at home, and make sure you have access to a phone to call 911."
"Oh God, he's coming for me. . ."
"Coming? But I'm already here, darling."
"Zayn!"
"Don't look so surprised. What did you think was going to happen? That I would just rot in jail for the rest of my life? That I would listen to that old git Doctor Gerald?"
"I had hoped so. . . They'll look for you here."
"I won't be here when they will be here, and neither will you, Harry."
"I'm afraid not, Zayn. I left for a reason, and that is because I don't want any involvement with you."
"You should now by now that option of leaving is no longer available. The moment you decided to diagnose me was the moment you got involved. Now, you will come with me willingly before I have to force you."
". . ."
". . ."
"Fuck!"
"Running won't save you, darling!"
". . ."
". . ."
"Let me go!"
"I told you not to run. . ."
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Fanfiction"Why do you kill?" "Why ask the same questions everyone else does?" "Because you won't answer."
