No more running...

The Past

Alex had thought he had accomplished what he had set out to do. Even though he had taken out an entire organisation, he still wasn't satisfied with his accomplishment. When he had murdered Mrs Jones, there was no nauseating feeling, just overwhelming numbness. He watched as he himself pulled the trigger and again another person's life was in his hands.

All of a sudden, his vision blurred, and all he could see were lines. Just lines. His head felt heavy and he tried to keep his eyelids from drooping down. Trying to keep awake. How fast was he going? Alex didn't know. His head ached a lot and he felt extremely dizzy.

"Alex." There were multiple voices speaking to him, unrecognizable. Alex wondered if he had finally broke. Had he finally gone insane? Was this how being crazy felt like? Then, a voice spoke, "Alex." Alex froze. His eyes widened but it was drooping down heavily and fast. "Jack." Was the last thing he said before he was overwhelmed by absolute darkness.