I was sitting in the interrogation room at the police station. The space was cube-shaped, and the walls were painted with a light blue paint that had long since become worn and reflected light in the room.

I sat in a chair with my hands on my lap and waited for what would happen to me. On the one side I was nervous on the other side I didn't know what was going to happen to me.

I looked at the black clock that was attached to the wall above the door. The hands were just headed for three-quarters at eleven in the evening, and I didn't even know which day it was. I didn't even know how long I had been unconscious after Bishop's guys beaten me.

After a while the door opened and not only my relatives, a detective came into the room, but brought my relatives.

"Here he is. When the police got him, he showed signs of torture. He has survived, and his entire case seems to have been entangled."

Suddenly I saw my relatives. The first person I saw was my older brother Martin.

"Bro.." Fell out of him when he looked at me with his mouth open. He seemed to have a heart attack, and he was probably shocked that he almost lost his little brother- me. I didn't say anything. I had a semi-aggressive look in my eyes, but I could clearly see Martin's eyes starting to fill with tears.

"I am sorry." Martin said and he tried to hold up crying "I just can't believe I almost lost my younger brother. I can't imagine they beaten and abused until they nearly killed him."

"It's all right, Martin. You see your little brother is alive."

I watched my mother embrace my older brother and pat him on the shoulder to calm himself. Martin stopped whining and calmed down, but my mom looked like she would cry too when she saw me.

"It is really incredible lucky how it all turned out well. When you were in jail Chris, you wouldn't even believe how much Martin was upset when you were away." I heard Jimmy's appendix

"I can confirm as well." Koki said

I got up from the chair, but before I could recover, my crying mother hugged me.

"Son, Christopher, my little boy.." she cried on my shoulder, and I realized I grew up a little bit because I was taller than her.

"It's all right, Mom. You see I'm alive and healthy. Dad would be happy for me."

My mom stopped embracing me and just like Martin started to calm down.

Then I found the reunion I was looking forward to the most.

"Aviva!" I said with a smile when I saw her. She hugged me and I could feel her hand running under my shirt and stroking my back. Her hand was warm and soft. They were skin-to-skin touches and I was very excited. Emotionally, not sexually.

"I'm glad it all went well." she said, when she looked straight into my eyes and I said

"I'm also glad it ended. I already got enough from being beaten u-"

I didn't say the phrase because she kissed my mouth. I blushed, closed my eyes, and enjoyed a sweet kiss. When I saw Martin's face for a second, he wasn't very excited about it, but during the kiss with her, I indicated to him that he has girlfriend already and that he hadn't to be jealous, became of the girl.

The detective who was here decided not to end this family moment for me. Or at least until now.

"Um, there is one dilemma that needs to be resolved, and believe me, I hate to end this family gathering." the detective said and he continued "Christopher Kratt was not only accused of bodily harm and the destruction of someone else's property, but while he escaped during a prison rebellion in Falcon City State Prison, along with 40 other dangerous criminals, he managed to steal a police van, rob a gas station and shoot a policeman. The family of the dead sued you."

I swallowed.

"And how it look like with Bishop?" I asked

"That's the problem. From your original problem and your behavior among other juveniles in prison, you can clearly see that you can't keep up. You are simply not able to hold your violent tendencies."

"Oh." I sighed

"On the other hand, it looks like all your crimes in the last two weeks have been good for something. If it hadn't been for your unstable psyche, it wouldn't have revealed that unfair business like illicit drug production and sale or prostitution flourished among students at the local University."

"And what happens to Chris? Aviva asked and she looked with concerned view at the detective, who was solving my crimes

"I hate to tell you this young lady, but it looks like your knight on a white horse will go back to jail. He is guilty of all the crimes, and the murder of a police officer he has committed will result in a court that he will lose, due to the straight evidence even if he has the best lawyer in the world. The police go after Bishop and his minions, one of the students at his side is missing and their parents, mainly parents of the missing young man, one of the Bishop's minions are mad. At best, our little Christopher should be treated in an asylum."

After this detective's statement, it looked like I was screwed and that I would either be back in jail or be "cured" because of my behavior in an asylum. I did, but I had no idea how all this would be bizarre.

"In prison or being treated? Do you really think so, Detective?"

Suddenly I heard an older man's voice. And he stood in the door. Depending on the formality of his clothes, the style of speech and the wrinkles on his face, he was a clear politician.

"M-Mayor!? It pleases me that here at the police station we have a visit to the most important can in Falcon City! What do you want here?"

The mayor looked at me. Then he came closer to me than I felt comfortable, put his hand on my left shoulder and said; "If there weren't this kid, our State University wouldn't have been cleared of crime. The kid is a hero!"

But the detective disagreed.

"He's a madman, Mayor! He has done more than enough crimes, including murder, and you don't want to punish him as much as his rival on the run!? You're crazy!"

"Take him away. You're fired."

I watched the bodyguards forcibly seize the detective, and I heard the detective roar; "You are corrupt! The crime is just blooming and you are giving him the privilege! Go to hell!"

"So, Christopher.." The mayor looked at me and, like me, noticed everyone in the room silent after this scene "Would you like to be given the opportunity to return to your local state college where you have been before kicked out?"

"Y-yes." I said kinda shocked

"And what if you have free study in your former state University here in the city, especially for your merits for the University and the city, and you would have a fat scholarship, free dormitory accommodation, the best quality experience not even any private school, and the opportunity to find quality job immediately after graduation?"

Now I didn't know how to answer it was an offer that couldn't be refused, and I had to accept that, didn't I?

"I accept, I only have one condition."

"And which?" Mayor looked at me and he continued "I'll do anything to you."

"Could this be done to my friends and my love as well?"

"Of course."

And so it happened. Again I walked around the faculty building. In my hands I carried a textbook and notes with a pen.

I paused for a moment looking at the beautiful nature around the university that I could see through the glass walls.

The sun's glow fell on my skin and I was dressed in green again. The injuries that had already happened to me had already been healed.

Though I had to learn like a fool to be a school teacher when I wasn't in school, but it was worth it.

The school was even better without Bishop and his bunch, but I still had memories of last month with my thoughts.

I lived again with my roommates looking forward to me, without Ethan, and Paul got his camera back with empty storage without knowing who had stolen it back then.

I saw myself as a nature protector, but the enjoyment of the role of torturer remained in me and sometimes I felt I still can go mad, but I didn't know, because of what, when something scare me. I don't know... Dad's death? Or just I'm enjoying role of the torturer? Or even both?

I did it. I managed to control myself.