A mentalist story_3
I DO NOT OWN THE MENTALIST
Chapter3
Red John: kill them with success and bury them with a smileface.
Here comes the devil…
While Lisbon stepped out the bathroom. There was a hand covered her mouth. That hand rough and it was probably a guy's hand. It is big and old. In the other hand, it grabbed Lisbon waist. She tried to move. But she can't. Second by second, Lisbon felt started to feel unconscious. She fell asleep and the man put her into a zip bag and went into a van. The journey is really long. From California to Texas. It took 8 hours but surely, Lisbon hadn't wake up. The vehicle arrived at night in Texas. The man parked his car and grabbed the zip bag and carried it out of the car. He then walked into a wooden house. The old man opened the door and and dropped the zip bag harshly. He really didn't care about the lady inside the bag. he closed the door and went outside and arranged to make a phone call.
" tyger, tyger… " the man speaker in a low tone. He is not red John.
Next morning, Texas
Lisbon woke up. She yawned and tried to open her eye wildly. After that, she wanted to move but she saw herself bondage with ropes and handcuffs. Lisbon felt the tension. She had never been here and where she is? Inside the room was almost empty. There's only a sofa, a gun, a knife and bottles of waters. Lisbon found there's a piece of bread and a bottle of water beside her which she can afford to get herself to eat and drink. On top of the water bottle, there was a sheet of paper, written " Dear Teresa, I have heard your name for a hundred of times. My dear old friend Patrick is obsessed with your pretty face. I will meet you in real in a very short period of time. Looking forward to see you. Enjoy your meal! Love, red John " Lisbon freaked out. She is captured by red John! What about Jane? where is him? Is he dead? Lisbon is extremely frightened. She had never been like that before. By the time, it was almost 11am, her stomach is calling her to eat. But within this area, she really didn't wants to eat. Suddenly, she thought about her baby inside her stomach. She couldn't let it be hungry. She quickly grabbed the tiny piece of bread and suck it into her mouth. The bread is tasteless and hard but better than nothing. She swallowed the bread and then drank the water. Lisbon felt much more better physically. But in mentally, she started getting worst.
Teresa set there for about 2 hours. Forthwith, a man came into the house. This time, the man wasn't that old. He seems to be like 40-50 years old. He's covered with a mask. He came up to Lisbon, and took his mask off. The man is quite tall. He has a pair of old eyes, but strong and tight. His smile is so wicked. Lisbon said "I never wonder to see a man wicked, but I often wonder to see them not ashamed." Lisbon thought the man would be angry or mad. But he didn't. He said softly "all man knows something of poverty; no man are wicked. Tell me, who is good? not that Patrick is ignorant? Teresa, you know who am I. Believe me, I'm a nice guy, but not all the time. There are these personalities in me, so many of them. They come out at strange times. I'm in no rush. I'll made you love me and scream my name." Lisbon didn't know why, he speaks like Jane. He is probably a brilliant person, like Jane. But he is a cold man which is different between her Prince Charming Patrick Jane.
Red John walked near Lisbon. He unblocked Lisbon and grabbed her in the second. He carried her to the sofa and tied her up there. Then he shut her mouth with a black tape. Teresa Lisbon is hopeless.
Chapter ends.
Okay, so the next chapter would be rated M. I know this is a dark tragedy. But I will do a comedy after this fanfic! Thank you for reading it. Have a nice time ^3^