Trapped!
Alex had never felt as he felt right now. The fear he was experiencing was rooting him to the spot. He had the sense not to make any noise, though he was trembling. He had seen this animal on TV, but it was a hundred times more brutal and ugly face to face.
A rush of childhood memories rushed into his mind. He was sitting on a swing in the park with Ian. Ian. He was the cause behind this. The reason why Alex was going to die at the age of fourteen.
Until then, the beast hadn't even noticed him. But, one fact that Animal Planet had forgotten to mention was that crocodiles sensed fear. The animal was blind and deaf. But it felt Alex's presence.
Alex backed off, into a corner, hoping the beast had not noticed him. But this was not to be. Like a giant monster of death, it slowly closed the distance between itself, and a tasty meal.
Alex rushed away, not caring any more what happened, except that he should not die. He had imagined that he would die and old man of eighty six, after a career of football, not at the age of fourteen, who had spent his life being used, manipulated, and finally discarded. MI6 wasn't coming for him. Wolf would probably be shot. Another person who was delusional. Serving queen and country. But a queen that didn't know he existed and a country that didn't care tuppence about him.
The same was for Alex. But he had been forced in. he had been a bonus. The missions that he had gone on, and survived, had been pure chance. If he was killed, what did it matter? They had never expected him to succeed in the first place.
He was snapped out of his grief by the sound of a snarl. The beast was hungry. This puny human wouldn't be much of a meal, but its flesh was tender, and it tasted delicious.
Without sparing a thought, Alex ran towards the surprised beast, and leapt on its back. It roared with rage. Its tail thrashing around, it ran towards a wall, and hurled itself into the concrete, with the hopes of throwing Alex off. The impact shook Alex, and when he looked at the wall his heart sank yet again. The concrete was hardly chipped, and he had hoped it might be weak. True the paint work was damaged, but the wall was impenetrable.
Alex still didn't give up hope. There had to be a way. There was always a way. He couldn't actually die. He racked his brains, and mentally went through everything his uncle had taught him. But it was useless. Alex silently cursed Ian. This was all his fault.
The only place to turn to now was the eastern wall of the room. There was a circuit box full of wires. If only they were connected to a power source, it would be possible to electrocute the monster.
Alex knew it was too much to hope for, but there was no other option. He opened the box, prising off the dusty lid. The box was empty. It had been a trick. Just to get his hopes up, they had planted a false weapon.
And then he saw it. The crocodile had turned around, and it was heading towards Alex. But he had lost his willpower. He was facing and organization that he could not defeat, and it would bear no fruits to continue trying.
Slowly it came closer, inching its way towards its prey. Its claws scraped against the ground, and Alex could smell its foul breath. It was now a meter away. Alex closed his eyes, and prayed that his death should be painless. The last thing he saw, were the teeth of the crocodile, and its gaping jaws stretched wide.
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