Topic: The end of the mad man

Abysmal Redemption

Date: 2011-10-28 02:12 EST
"Time to get up John" A rough jerk and the mad man was pulled up. Now there was a name to go with him. "You guys are gonna feed me to the demons!" The madman, John, begins to struggle with the guards. A punch to the nose stops him though. "You keep struggling and we will. We're transferring you to a new asylum." A dream come true. They were finally transferring him away from the grinning demons that he had feared for so long. He jumps into the air catching his guards off guard. For that bit they put thirty pound weights on his ankles. "You have no reason to be happy. This place is more strict. You won't ever escape from the asylum we're taking you to." "Oh! I'll escape. I'll take a bus. One day I'll get off the bus and I'm gonna run into the woods and I'm never gonna come back. And when I come back I'm gonna be the ninth master!" Of course this didn't make sense. This was just something he had chanced hearing from the drummer of a band called Avenged Sevenfold. He liked the sound of it though. "Yea, I believe you." Though the guard mutters under his breath. "Why do I have to deal with the people at the insane asylum. Must have been that time I was sleeping on my shift." Then he pushes John forward."You know you spoke a lot in your sleep. Something about people in your head." At this John looks up. "That was because there were all sorts of people in there! You wouldn't believe how insane most of them were, but there was one golden man who was very sane. They kept calling the inside of my head Rhy'Din." Now the guards had heard everything. The lead guard does a facepalm and looks to John. "So you're saying that there is a place inside your head that is called Rhy'Din" No wonder you're in this asylum." The people here really could make you feel like the most sane person in the world. "That place is real! They said it was! I'll never be going there again though. That room is the only room I can access it in my sleep." A small sigh as they finally shove him out of the doors of the asylum. He is taken up to a white van with only front doors and no back seat. Just back doors and he is put in the back. The doors are shut and two of the guards go up front. One to drive. One just in case trouble starts. All metal separates the front of the van from the back except for one small window that is currently closed. "We're finally getting rid of him. It will definitely be a relief. He is one of the loudest people I have ever known." There is the sound of slamming van doors and the roar as the engine comes to life. Little did they know that in the back the mad man John was working on escaping his straight jacket. That time in his head had taught him at least one trick. An hour later he is out of the straight jacket. Up front the guards are somewhat spooked. "He sure isn't making a lot of noise." One guard opens the small window. "What are you doing back there?" "I was trying to sleep!" This was a lie of course. Instead he was right by the small window and he reaches a hand through and grabs the drivers neck. "WHO'S LAUGHING NOW"! WHO'S LAUGHING NOW"!" He shouts this as the van swerves to the side. The other guard though is slamming the window on the mad mans arm trying to get him to let go of the driving guards neck. It does work, but that is too late. The guard is unconscious from lack of oxygen. The other guard is trying to get the van straight so he can stop it. The sound of the back doors opening stops him. "I'm gonna be fired for this! Damn you John! When I find you I will kill you!" He was raging at him for a good minute before he turned back. The mad man had already jumped out the back of the van. Unfortunately fr both guards it was too late to do anything. There was an oncoming curve that they could not turn. The van crashes through the small barrier and right off a cliff. "I escaped! I finally escaped!" Laughing madly he watches the van go off the cliff. Then he was running. Running in the opposite direction. This time he wouldn't be caught.

2 Days Later John was in an apartment that he had killed the owner of. The news was on. The TV was turned up fairly loud. An image of him was on the TV. At least the image before he had plastic surgery with the money he had taken from the man he had killed. He was listening to what the news was saying about him. "Mad man on the loose. If you see him do not approach him. Shoot to disable, not to kill. He is wanted for the murder of two guards at the insane asylum he was being transferred from. Their bodies were found in a white van at the bottom of a cliff..." There is a click as the TV is turned off and John is grinning. "They'll never get me! I will live to the end of my life without anyone bothering me. No money problems, no food problems, no people problems." The man he had killed had been getting money for retirement. The man happened to be a retired officer of the military. With this new face John could go anywhere and get respect. Can you guess who's face he had?