Zane’s Escape

"You have to remember this." Papa buried a small paper note in my right hand. "When you get out here, get to this address. Remember this is your helpline. Don't look back. Just close your eyes and run forward. Whatever happens, never look back!" His words carried a heavyweight. I intended to help him with his problem but….

He was throbbing with intense fear. I never saw him like that. What's that he was so afraid of? Was it the monsters from picture books? He pushed slightly on his back. "Go!" It was a secret route made for emergency escape. My father is a creative and intelligent person. His capabilities suppress any normal person. He brought this house made modified according to his needs. There are at least two hidden ways that lead to outside. I was standing in one of them. It all began a moment ago. Papa was doing his usual research study in his study room. I was doodling in the front dining room. I had all the crayons shattered all over the place. The TV was running in the Background. I wasn't that much interested in watching the new anime as my attention was locked on the art paper. I was doodling a portrait of papa. First I drew a rough outline with a black crayon then I added a bit of white on his head to make him a bit old. He has become quite old as I was able to see his white hair peeking. After doing that I needed some blue crayons. It was nowhere to be found. Was I lose it again? I was feeling sleepy as it was afternoon. It is an ideal place to take a good, quick nape.

"Zane!" I was totally shocked as saw papa ruining away with uneasiness. He was unconditionally coming towards me

"We have to get out of here! Quick! Pack everything." He shouted with never-ending fear. I stood up and looked at him with confusion.

Again he stood before me with fearful eyes and hold me tightly. "Hurry!"

"But I haven't finished the portrait yet," I said with sorrowful eyes. But he became angry out of nowhere. "Life is more important than your stupid art!" He yelled at me for the first time. My eyes were wetted with water.

"A… papa is sorry, dear. I wasn't angry with you. It's that we have to run from here as soon as possible. Our lives are at risk." Her voice became soft and pleasant. I don't know if he was really angry with me or not.

"Let's go."

"Ring"

"Knock!"

"Knock!"

Without notice, our doorbell rang, and constantly knocking was heard. I wasn't that shocked compared To papa. His eyes widened just like when you accidentally pee on your pants. I laughed inside but he wasn't the slightest.

"T-They have...come" he uttered with many pauses. I could ask "Who' but he grabbed me and was heading towards my room. It's impolite to wait someone outside. He was throbbing violently and sweat was visible. I was following his way. The knocking didn't stop. It was so loud that I began thing if they are gonna break the door or what.

After reaching my room, papa opened the secret backdoor. It was made out of a toy to hide from a general glance. You can't tell apart if it's a toy or something else. Tears, No it was his sweat that became his sweat. I could fearfully see him. It's very rare for papa to be so scared. What is he so scared of? I questioned myself again and again. But it only comes back to me. My papa was not a bad person. He never treated out badly I was sure of that.

The door was knocked as loud as the guests could. No, they can't be guests. No guests would do something so impolite.

I could hear the door breaking. Papa threw his bag that had his clothes and other kinds of stuff.

He pushed me slightly, "Go" I forwarded a little and looked back.

He was about to lock the secret door but he couldn't as someone kicked me hard.

A police officer? I peeked out from the small door. It was indeed a police officer as I saw a pistol in his hand. It was an old one. Beside him was probably his junior. They were wearing not police uniforms rather average clothes. Detective? I saw something like that in animes.

He kicked again on papa and that made me super angry. ."Mr? Why are you running? There's nothing to be fear or is it?

"-I -k-know nothing. I did n-nothing! If you haven't done anything then why are ruining?" The detective glanced at the bag that papa threw a moment ago.

"I-I…"

"You don't have to say anything. I know what you did. It's quite troublesome to be informal for the monsters. If you betrayed then you would get killed and if the police found you would get killed either way. There's something you're bound to." Without a bit of hesitance, he aimed his gun and pulled the triggered for once.

"Bang"

"Ah!" Pap cried out in pain. "ah!"

I became frightened and jumped out of the secret door. "Papa!"

I glazed papa. The bullet hit his left leg. I took the bait.

"I see, there you're hiding, kiddo." The scary grin on the detective's face was enough to kill me.

"Zane! Run! ZANE RUN!" Papa screamed at the top of his lunges. He had chosen to give up. Finding no way to I obeyed my father's order and went back to the secret door and was sprinting at full speed. I could hear papa screaming filled with agony. If only there was something I could do. A gunshot was heard again. It was the end of papa's agony. Tear fall from my eyes continuously. Human.. I hate Humans. For the first time in my life I encountered those monstrous Humans. They aren't suitable to call human.

I could see the other end meaning it's outside. I was finally outside. Light cast on my face. It was the sunlight. The sun was pouring down. The orange light made my skin look yellowish. The only thing that came to my mind was "Revenge"

I caught an important detail and that's enough to get my revenge. The Junior detective beside him called him by the name

"Mr.Lukas"