Nikita's voice as heard over the PA system of the hospital... Her pleading voice is answered only by eerie echoes from the empty building.
Sergio... Please answer.... Where are you? I don't even know if you got my note... Sergio the place is empty. Antoine never came back, no one ever came back. Sergio, I had to eat through those fucking restraints to free myself. I refuse to starve to death while tied to a bed. There are better ways to go. If I am going to die while tied to a bed, I would prefer it to happen from reasons other than being ignored to death. I drank what was left of the IV fluids. I spent the next 2 days sneaking around this building until I became sure it was empty and now I am too weak to look for you.
Oh God, Sergio, it feels so good to be able to speak again... The swelling in my brain must have finally gone down. I just wish my first real words to you have to be these.... after all we have been through lately... Sergio what I would give to just be alone with you, in private... Just you and me looking into each others eyes and having a real conversation about things other than this mess.
Sergio... I am on the third floor, in the nurse's station. Sergio, do you know that is the only part of this building that looks like a hospital? The rest is just an abandoned warehouse.
Sergio.... I heard some things in my morphine stupor. They kept me pretty high on that stuff right after I wrote that note to you... But I heard some things... Saw some things.
Sergio, you know this is a desperate situation if I am about to announce this information over a PA system, but really, this is all I can do. I am weak. There is no food or running water in this place.
Sergio. They did capture Konrad. I saw them dragging him down the hall. He was laughing. He was saying that it was too late for everyone, that his plan was already initialized. That nothing mattered because in less than 24 hours everyone here would be in a useless blissful, 'Sanctified' state and totally under his control. Sergio, I am ok. I don't feel affected... I am weak, and don't have much fight in me.... but I am full enough of rage to know that there is no Sanctity in me.
They had Konrad chained, hobbled, straight-jacketed and he was laughing. The had 4 armed guards sticking their AK47's in various places on his body and he was laughing. He said he would come back later to collect his 'Nikita-toy' now that he is sure she is alive and well. I suppose by 'well' he meant he was pleased that I was willing to shoot you.
Heinrich was telling him that when he showed them where the Celtox was, he would be brought back to collect his toy. He said that I was no use to the agency anymore and that they were trying to figure out how to get rid of me (and you) in a way that they could be free of blame (and that involved minimal paperwork).
Sergio... did they get to you? I can't believe I shot you... It just seemed to make sense at the time, but now I see I may be the one to prevent you from escaping. That thought alone is enough to kill me.
Sergio, if we are not alone here, making this announcement is suicide for me, but it is my last chance of finding you.
Sergio....
Sergio.... Are you there?
Third floor.... Nurse's station.... I.... Oh God...... Sergio.......I think I see.......
There is feedback, then the sound of the microphone hitting a surface, sliding, falling and hitting another surface... crackling of static. Then the distinct click that is the doorway to silence. It is the click of a system being turned off... Or a power supply being cut.
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