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  >> Static Item >> Short Story >> Thriller/Suspense >> ID #1615430  |   Show DetailsPrinter Friendly Page Tell A Friend
Inner Demons
He must be dead. Right?
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Gotta get away. Can't hide. Just have to keep running. That's what kept running through Jeff's head as he ran through the dark deserted streets. He kept seeing him out of the corner of his eye.

But it can't be him he kept thinking.

He's dead!

I watched him die!

"YOUR DEAD!" he screamed at the darkness of the street.

Then he stopped cold. He heard it again. That horrible high pitch squeal laugh of a crazy man.

"It took three years to bring you down but I saw you die. "I KNOW YOUR DEAD!"

Silence answered him. Sweat started slowly falling from his forehead. He starts messing around with the white bracelet that has writing on it. He stood in the dark street with only a dull flickering street lamp keeping away the nightmares.

He started doubting he heard the laugh at all until he heard lightly "We have unfinished business, My dear Jeffery."

He gasped in horror. Only he called him Jeffery. Only that rapist murderer dared to use his full name.

But i killed him. I saw him. He saw me. He attacked. I had to shoot.

"Your dead Gabriel." Jeff said trying to sound calm.

"Even in death I outsmart you Jeffery. What does that say about you?"

"Where are you?"

  Just a laugh.

"WHERE ARE YOU?!?!?!?!?!"

"Your a smart boy, you figure it out."

Jeff pulled out his gun. He started walking down the alley way towards the street light.

"SHOW YOURSELF!"

"Aw, Do you need a hint?"

"TELL ME WHERE YOU ARE NOW!"

"Fine, don't play."

Jeff was by a store now.

"You really need me to tell you where i am?"

Jeff gets to the street lamp in front of the store. He is squinting down the alley way to see if he can see Gabriel.

A whisper right in his ear "I'm right behind you."

Jeff twirls around, seeing the figure of a man behind him with a gun. Jeff pulls his gun up to aim. Gabriel does too. One shot is fired.



Detectives Frank Poluchi and Ivan Temori stand over the body of Jeff Conners. Ivan (Jeff's former partner) looks down at Jeff's body with a mixed look of depression and disappointment.

Frank tells Ivan "Hey, I hate to tell you this but your old partner killed himself. He shot at the window and the bullet reflected of an item on sale and hit him in the chest. Bleed to death. Witnesses are saying he was screaming about a man named Gabriel and how he watched him die. You know what he was talking about?"

Ivan looks down at Jeff again and says "Gabriel Montrial. He was a murderer rapist that would always be one step ahead of Jeff and I. It took me three years to catch him and when I did it turned out it was Jeff. Jeff had Multiple personality disorder. Didn't even know it was him. That's why he was in psych ward. The psychiatrist put Jeff into a hypnotic state and convinced him that he killed Gabriel after he resisted arrest when Jeff caught him. They wanted to keep him at the ward to make sure Gabriel was gone. I guess he wasn't. I'm guessin he saw his reflection in the window but it was Gabriel. Took the shot. Killed himself by the ricochet."

      The two detectives walk away as the paramedics come to take the body away. As they pick up the body the bracelet on Jeff's arm falls into the pull of blood. As it follows the blood current into the gutter it passes under the street light. The words say Patient Jeff Conners/Gabriel Montrial. It then slides into the gutter.
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