Seclusion
"This is taking too long, come on McGee, it's time you were awake, I don't have all night to stay here, I'd like to...man yes. I'd like to stay here as long as it takes you to die, but we can't always have what we want, can we? Ah, that's better, I thought that little smack would have you coming to...I was starting to think I'd given you too much, and much as I want you dead, I didn't want you to die too soon, that's why I was so careful where I cut you...there are lessons you have to learn before you take your last breath.
Did you know you've been sleeping over twelve hours? You've been out of it ever since I picked you up at your apartment this morning. You looked at me when I opened the cab door, but you didn't really see me, so it was easy to stick you with the needle...'Let me get the door for you sir.' And when I did you never saw it coming, who would? No one ever really looks at cab drivers, have you ever noticed that? We're all so busy, places to go, people to see, but you won't ever have to worry about being busy ever again...and you have nowhere else to go ever again.
This place...took me a month to find it, somewhere secluded; I wanted somewhere peaceful and quiet, where you can reflect on past mistakes. It may not be much to look at, and it's cold in here...you won't know that right now, but when the drug wears off you'll find out about the cold...but it's dry. You may not like it, but it's going to be your home from home for a few days...maybe even a little longer...it can be surprising how resilient the human body can be...but you should be sure of one thing Timothy McGee, this is your final resting place, no one is going to find you here, not even Gibbs.
Got your attention there, didn't I? I don't want you holding out false hope, this is the end of the road...you have to pay. Where are my manners? I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Adam Shantry – oh yes, we got a flicker of recognition there didn't we? You know the name, or should I say you know the name William Shantry. You remember when he died, when he was gunned down in cold blood, when my life fell apart? I know you remember it, but it's not carved on your heart like it is on mine. At first I didn't know anything about you...all I knew was, Will was gone, but when I got my head together, I had to find out the truth about how he died, and when I knew, I had to go after the people responsible, you see that, don't you? I went from not knowing you, to hating you in the space of a year, quite a turnaround, eh McGee? And I do hate you, all of you; with a white hot hate that all the water in the ocean can't quench...I want you dead, each and every one.
How's the wake-up coming? It's got to be tough, I hope it is…I studied all the drugs before I chose what to give you, this one's my favourite….lots of possibilities, and I know right now you're not likely to be understanding everything I say, but it's important to me that you know what's coming. It was ketamine, try to remember that, it might help you later when you get all your faculties back…I know you have to find out about these things at NCIS…can you see me yet McGee, or are you still in the altered perception stage? What are you seeing McGee? Heck, even if you could tell me, would I understand? People who take the drug have problems talking...slur their words...but it's not all bad news for you. The drug is keeping the pain at bay...but when it wears off, you're going to feel it, and it's what you deserve...It's a pity I can't be here when that happens, I'd love to hear you scream in agony, the way I screamed when I saw him...my boy...
No...don't think about that now, keep on track. I'm not sure how much longer it will be before the pain kicks in, they say the effects can last longer if you're not a regular drug user, and I'm guessing you don't have a history of drug use; who am I kidding? I'm not guessing, I know. I've been watching you, all of you...I know you almost as well as you know yourself.
You should be honoured you know, you're special to me McGee, you're the first...your death will be a lesson to the others, they'll know I mean business, I can just imagine how they're all going to feel when they find your body...Because eventually, when I know you're dead I'll let them know where you are...they already know someone has you, and they know I want vengeance...that's a sweet word isn't it? The first taste is the sweetest of all...
Now you're really waking up aren't you? I wouldn't recommend moving McGee; I know it's tempting, 'specially now that the numbness is wearing off, but believe me, if you don't keep still, the pain will be worse than you can possibly imagine...and it's going to go on for hours and hours, even so you'll only be getting a small taste of what it's like to be me...Oh! Messy McGee! That's a lot of puke...you should clean that up, oh no, you can't, you're tied up right now, get it? Tied up...oh that's a good one, tied up...not tied, shackled...slow down...no time to lose control...breathe deep, like they showed me in the sanatorium...see what I've come to McGee? You see how tough it is for me to get through a day without losing some more of my mind?
But I'll maintain control...I have to...there's so much owed to Will, so much...I can't stop, not until the debt has been paid in full, until my son has been avenged.
You stink McGee, and the sight of you still breathing is making me sick to my stomach…so I'm going to get out of here and leave you to contemplate…think hard on what I lost McGee. You'll be alone….Alone, like I was at the sanatorium, cut off from my family, the few friends I had left deserted me…I couldn't even visit my son's grave, can you imagine how hard that was…he was barely cold, and they wouldn't let me visit…
One last thing to do before I go…I have to have a picture, what do they call it? Proof of like…only this one will be proof of the inevitability of your death. I told you not to move, it's a futile exercise, there is no escape for you, just like there was no escape for my son when he walked out of that liquor store…smile for the camera, no? Okay, I'm done here. I won't say rest easy, because you won't , not for a few days, then maybe the lack of food and water, and the constant pain will send you into a coma; that has to be better than starving to death…either way, you're gone, and that's all I need right now…one down, three to go."
