[Man]: “Where am I?”

“Why's it so dark? And why can't I move?”

The sound of the chains rattling could be heard as the man tried to struggle free, but to no avail.

[Officer]: “Lucian Kepp, you're hereby under arrest. For having lost your light, your sentence is death.”

[Lucian]: “That can’t be!”

Lucian screamed in agony, trying to break himself free from the cuffs that chained him onto the bed.

He could see nothing except for a large blanket of darkness; and in that darkness, the tragic scene repeatedly replayed in his mind as if he was witnessing at the pavement once again.

Gradually, the rattling sounds calmed and tears rolled down from the side of his eyes. His world was already gone; there was no longer a point in living.

[Guard]: “Sir, the carrier is here.”

[Officer]: “Good. Transfer this unordinary into the capsule. Proceed to moving the capsule into the carrier and be ready for take off in 30 minutes.”

[Guard]: “Yes Sir! Understood Sir!”

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The guard saluted as the officer left and he slammed his palm onto the nearby wall. ‘Bang!’ That signaled to the rest of the guards to enter the emergency holding chamber. Loud footsteps could be heard as the heavy military boots stomped on the concrete floors. Once the sounds of footsteps died down, an instruction was given and the chains became unlocked before the man was stiffly secured by the guards to prevent any form of resistance as they moved him into the capsule.

*Click click click*

The locks on the capsule were locked. One at the top, one at the middle, and one at the bottom. Those were no ordinary locks; they were locks that could only be undone by the executioner.

Inside the capsule, it was fully enclosed and no light could enter from the outside; not that anyone inside the capsule needed any.

[Guard]: “20 minutes before carrier takeoff.”

[Guard 2]: “Move!”

The guards moved single-file across the corridor with the capsule remotely pushed in front of them.

Steadily, the guards made progress and the group arrived outside the L&D hospital. There, a helicopter was stationed on a landing pad and the guards immediately began moving the capsule into the helicopter.

Five minutes after the capsule was firmly secured in the helicopter, it was ready for take off.

Inside the capsule, the stress and heat was beginning to take a toll on Lucian’s consciousness. As the scene of him standing on the pavement as he watched his loved one got hit by a truck played constantly in his head, he felt as if his mind was ripping open. The veins in his head thickened…

Joelie...Pavement…

All of a sudden, he felt a gentle breeze against his face. But with nothing to support him, and his head throbbing immensely, he fell onto his knees and his hands onto the pavement. It was night and no one was around; he was all alone.

Beads of perspiration formed on his forehead slowly travelled down his face and finally landed into a puddle that was by the roadside, making a soft dripping sound.

Home…

A sudden thought of being home flashed past his mind.

“What is this?” Lucian thought. Not too long ago, his hands were resting onto the rough surface of the pavement, but now, the ground… no, the floor… felt somewhat familiar.

He tried to feel his surroundings and his hand bumped into an object. He felt around it and finally reaffirmed himself that it was a table leg. He tried to stretch his other hand to reach out for another leg and…

*Bump*

He grabbed it.

Just what had happened? Wasn’t he in a capsule not too long ago?