This story was written in 2003 AD
We wish you a pleasant reading…
Author: Samir Hittawy
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(1)
A tall building elevator.
He enters the elevator with his best friend to go up to the third floor where he lives. He looks at his friend with a look full of sorrow. He smiles a smile tinged with caution. He thinks a little about his friend destiny after him, because he loves him very much.
Suddenly!
choking.
His thoughts are pulled out of his head, other ideas put in it.
A mysterious force moves him.
The elevator goes up and does not go down.
His chest goes up and goes down.
The air vanishes.
dissipates.
no room to breathe.
I’m going forever!
He recovered.
He snapped his friend’s neck to death.
He laughs!!
He delusions that he is the one who died.
Speaking proudly to the power that drives him, he says:
“I finally left you, and I won’t do anything you tell me to do after today.”
The elevator opened.
Neighbors screams!
realizes the truth.
“I’m still alive, my friend is the one who died.”
He repeated it in panic, and ran away.
(2)
Traffic signal.
Too crowded.
He looks at the passers-by who cross the road in sorrow, and sadness grips him. He smiles a smile tinged with caution. He thinks a little and wonders absentmindedly:
“What is the fault of these innocent people?”
Suddenly!
choking.
His thoughts are pulled out of his head, others are put in.
the force that moves him.
Voices rising and not falling.
His chest rises and falls.
The air vanishes.
dissipates.
no room to breathe.
I’m going forever!
He feels the movement of snakes inside his stomach, and hears the sound of power cursing him:
“No escape, you coward!”
He drove off.
(3)
“He killed a group of people with his car and fled on the run?! Are you kidding, man?”
As if admitting his guilt, Officer Saeed said:
“This is what happened, but we…”.
The general interrupted him sternly:
“But you, but you what? Two incidents happen in one day and at close time and you are unable to do anything, anything; and at the end you say but we. listen very well what I am telling you, I do not want flimsy excuses”
Then the general became more stern, saying:
“If you do not catch these two criminals within the day, imagine your punishment.”
Officer Saeed repeated the general’s last sentence in himself with anger, and he went out while he was at the height of confusion, and went to his soldiers and ordered them to prepare and warn them of what he had warned of, then he stood for a while thinking and asking questions and answering them himself:
“A person who hits all these people with his car, and kills so many people who are not connected by a single bond, would he be conscious? I do not think so”.
His thoughts were interrupted by a military voice telling him that Major General Mahmoud wanted him back in his office.
“We have new information that may help you in your search and investigations and save you a lot of time.”
The general said it and then began to explain:
“We have received information saying that the person who killed his friend in the elevator fled to the road where the incident took place, and perhaps he himself was the perpetrator of the two crimes.”
Officer Said started his mission, and immediately moved to the house of the potential criminal.
He met his older brother, Adel, and asked him about Ahmed’s life and his psychological state, and whether he liked cruelty in his dealings, and the answer came as an electric shock that Saeed received.
“My brother, is an example of purity. He did not hate anyone and did not harm anyone, even with words. Everyone who treated him acknowledged that for him. You can ask the neighbors and others who know him.”
After asking the neighbors and those who confirmed Adel’s words, Officer Saeed’s confusion increased and his mind ached from thinking, and he began to say to himself in astonishment:
“I was always confronted with crimes and the perpetrator was unknown. Most of my thinking focused on knowing the perpetrator; Today, however, I know the perpetrator and I do not know his motive for killing. What drives a person like this to commit such a crime? There is something mysterious about it. Knowing his motive for killing will enable me to prevent him from committing more crimes.”
Saeed paused at this last question for a long time, then returned to Ahmed’s father and asked him:
“Did he seem to have changed his mind today? I mean, was he a little nervous?”
The father shocked him again with his answer, which he threw to Saeed’s hearing fraught with tears.
“My son Ahmed was at the height of his happiness today and made a torrent of jokes.”
The father started crying, and after the officer calmed him down, he continued his speech stressing:
“I swear to you that Ahmed, my son, cannot be the killer.”