Breakout (2)

The small room is cramped with darkness and silence, gradually eating away his sanity. There’s a dim light above his head but it’s not of use in front of the abyss he’s staring into. His palms are clammy and his head is filled with many questions. However, his body is rejecting everything, putting him in a state of paranoia mixed with absolute shock.

Everything is a blur. The only thing he remembers is the police dragging him away as his half brother lay dead. Did he feel sad for his brother’s death? No.

There’s no sadness in him for the death of his brother. That man meant nothing to him, but seeing Hector’s lifeless body in front of him carved a hole in his heart. It feels empty and hollow, as if all the joy is gone. He never wanted things to end this way but it did.

SLAM!

The door bursts open and a gruff looking detective enters the room followed by a familiar face. Troy doesn’t show any signs of recognition when he spots Jim behind the older detective. Jim stands at a corner while