“You need to leave.”
“What?” I stared at my brother in disbelief. “You’re just going to turn me away?”
He gave me a blank stare. “You’re a criminal of the state. You need to leave.”
Tears welled in my eyes. I forced my eyes shut and looked down. “All I want is some clothing or money, anything you can spare.”
Matthew sighed, “What you did was still illegal.”
I was angry now. “Do you really think that a knife should be illegal?”
“I’m calling the guards.” My eyes widened.
I desperately searched around the tight alley, and saw a small path to my left. I pushed my feet off of the ground and rushed toward it, leaping over a fence on the way. I sprinted down this alleyway, throwing trash down behind me. I heard sirens faintly blaring in the distance.
I stopped running for a moment, and listened to them. They were behind me, but still a distance away. I realised I had a choice. I could stay and hide for a while, or run away right now. Running right now might let me get away immediately, and our neighbor country could help me out. At the same time, there is a chance I could get captured faster. Hiding might give me time for the guards to let up the search, but I would still risk being found just because I’m sitting still.
I continued fleeing down the alley. I stopped throwing trash down, however. I knew that I might be able to leave the unguarded exit easier if I didn’t give our police a chance to guard it.
I neared the exit of the alleyway, and shoved past a homeless man. “Sorry sir!” I shouted as him as I ran.
Suddenly, my ears began to to ring. I felt numb in my leg. I looked down at it. It was painted red. My vision failed me, and the ground closed my eyes.
* * *
I woke up to cloth over my eyes and a tight pain in my left leg. I groaned. I was sitting on my knees.
“Ah, you’re awake,” a voice called out to me. I felt like I recognised it. “Too bad. You should’ve slept longer.”
I muttered something incomprehensible even to me. “No need to speak,” the voice replied, “You know what you’ve done. I only need to remind you of it.”
I kept my mouth shut. “It’s too bad I have to kill you on top of the other criminal. Poor kid, if only he had kept the knife to himself.”
I spoke up. “That knife was nothing to the guns we had pressed to his head.”
She didn’t respond for a moment. “Yes, but a law abiding citizen doesn’t need a weapon.” I felt metal press against my temple. “Any last words?”
I didn’t speak. I heard her pull the trigger. I heard the gun click. “Here’s a second chance, Tyler.”
Suddenly, I remembered who owned the voice. It was my Commander.
“Nothing?” The gun clicked again. “You don’t have an unlimited amount of time.”
“I know how this works,” I snapped at Commander, “You leave a few barrels empty to try and get information out of the people you execute, then kill them anyway.”
“How right you are.”
I heard the revolver cock.
The world fell into emptiness.