Why am I here?

Why am I here, sitting on this chair so comfortably? Am I here for something? Why is there a pricking pain in my mouth?

‘Do not open your mouth.’

This is an interrogation room I suppose. Looking at the big mirror, I know someone else is staring back to me other than myself. It is haunting to feel that. The blinking red light on cctv camera at corner reminds me of something. I know I should have filled the gas. No one ever out ran the cops with an empty tank. So the blinking light of the empty tank was a sign I should give up.

‘or was it something else?’

There was something else in the room that caught my attention. The small dark hole in the corner in which, I bet I saw the whiskers of a rat. These rats are small but very dangerous creatures. We all know about the plague. Some infected rats infecting each other, spreading and killing everyone. I wish I could go there and crush its skull with my bare hands.

‘you would like that’

Father why did you do this to me?

I remember my father, he was a well-respected man but I knew what he was inside. I remember my mother as well; She was the kindest person in the world. The smile she wore when she dressed me. I was her little doll. How happy I was!

‘He killed her’

The monster murdered her.

I remember the cloud of smoke inside the house. I remember the beast inhaling fire and exhaling smoke.

I guess she paid the price of giving her heart to the Devil. She could not bear the pain in her heart. She died of the smoke he made for her.

‘Kill him’

These smokers are like rats, killing everyone around. What they think they are doing? Killing themselves is not enough.

‘Kill him’

I need to get out fast. It is taking over.

‘Remember’

And there is the pricking pain inside my mouth. It is as if….

‘stop’

The door is opening. Someone is coming inside.

‘kill him’

Detective Gaur is here and he has a cigarette. How much I hate this?

‘kill him’

“Mr Shignath, you can leave. Your statement has been recorded and we are making you an official witness to this case. With your sketch and statement we hope we’ll catch the serial killer soon.” He has no I idea how close he is to closing the case. As if he is blind. It is because he smokes so much I suppose.

‘kill him’

“Okay you have my number if you need anything in the future. And please try to quit smoking. It is bad for your life and anybody around you.”

“Please Mr Shignath, you are saying this as if I am harming anybody with it.”

‘kill him’

The whispers in my head won’t let me think.

‘I've brought you here for a purpose, now, do it!’

How?

‘There is a blade in your mouth.’