CHAPTER 9
Felix's POV
Mad handed me a knife that he has somehow kept hidden in his clothes. "Do it." He said enthusiastically.
...I can't believe I'm doing this. I don't want to be a murderer! But I have no choice, I have to do this regardless of whether I want to or not.
I walked into the lobby and asked one of the cops if we could talk in private about something. He agreed and we went by where the bathrooms are.
He had this smile on his face. "So what do you want to talk about?" My heart sank. He seems so nice and too good of a person to kill.
I frowned. "I'm so sorry…" The officer had a confused expression and his eyes widened in surprise as I plunged the knife into his jugular. Tears began to stream down my eyes as I kept repeating the phrase "I'm sorry" in despair.
I killed all the other cops the same way, stealthily stabbing them in the throat.
In the end, I was coated in so much warm blood that I gagged and almost fainted. My head started to spin and my movements became disoriented.
I took the cell key from one of the deceased officer's keychain and freed Mad.
God, please help me.