Prabhanjan seeks redemption from the safe haven. Within, he is just as broke as for the first time when he chose to kill. His past crept close and fetched his conscience once again, blinding him for the next 24 hours of his quest. He used his skills to trim down to locate his wife who he thought was dead long ago was now haunting him in reality grounds more than he could stand. His fears and guilt took over him as an interesting blend of adrenalin rush.
After he escaped from the hospital campus, he took the drive straight to the dinge low life colonies of Grant Road. His passive mind was recollecting all the moments he had with her and the not so good fights they had along. His guilt also made him contemplate all the sneak outs with Rushi. He knew his heart never forgave him for his sins but his desires for woman like Rushi couldn't over throw his love for his wife for she knew him and supported him against all the flaws.
He strides through the calls and lures of the women in business through the wriggling, rusty spiral staircase of the building. He climbed to the first floor and makes his way to the last room of the first exit on the right.
"Bangs the door open!"
An old man in his late 90's with an oxygen mask over his face was lying lifeless in front of him. His face wore countless wrinkles and pale with the erosion of time.
This old man is none but his long lost father, "Come, Sit here!"
He calls out to his son!
This man is brought him to life and before he could knew took away the same from him for the need of an heir, for he knew that the best a man can get in his struggles and those be tempted in kiln of revenge and thirst of blood makes the best soldier of the dark. Prabhanjan is supposed to heir the legacy of his dark underworld kingdom. Prabhanjan knew that even if he is frailing, he has still the greatest network and receives alerts from every corner in this town and others. He is whole and sole creator, the master mind of this 70 years old empire.
Prabhanjan: Is it true father? Did I kill my wife that night?
Old Man: *sigh puts off his oxygen mask* Why do you ask? It has been ages she died. You cremated her.
Prabhanjan: I saw her father. She is still alive.
Old man: Is she?
* Door opens silently*
Prabhanjan's face goes pale with the look of the person standing by the door as dementor sucks life out of him.
After he escaped from the hospital campus, he took the drive straight to the dinge low life colonies of Grant Road. His passive mind was recollecting all the moments he had with her and the not so good fights they had along. His guilt also made him contemplate all the sneak outs with Rushi. He knew his heart never forgave him for his sins but his desires for woman like Rushi couldn't over throw his love for his wife for she knew him and supported him against all the flaws.
He strides through the calls and lures of the women in business through the wriggling, rusty spiral staircase of the building. He climbed to the first floor and makes his way to the last room of the first exit on the right.
"Bangs the door open!"
An old man in his late 90's with an oxygen mask over his face was lying lifeless in front of him. His face wore countless wrinkles and pale with the erosion of time.
This old man is none but his long lost father, "Come, Sit here!"
He calls out to his son!
This man is brought him to life and before he could knew took away the same from him for the need of an heir, for he knew that the best a man can get in his struggles and those be tempted in kiln of revenge and thirst of blood makes the best soldier of the dark. Prabhanjan is supposed to heir the legacy of his dark underworld kingdom. Prabhanjan knew that even if he is frailing, he has still the greatest network and receives alerts from every corner in this town and others. He is whole and sole creator, the master mind of this 70 years old empire.
Prabhanjan: Is it true father? Did I kill my wife that night?
Old Man: *sigh puts off his oxygen mask* Why do you ask? It has been ages she died. You cremated her.
Prabhanjan: I saw her father. She is still alive.
Old man: Is she?
* Door opens silently*
Prabhanjan's face goes pale with the look of the person standing by the door as dementor sucks life out of him.
