34 Chapter 31- Author imprisoned for supporting pedophilia

Hello, the name is Llowie .

The author to a story that no one reads with characters that define the laws of physics and this my current conditions I had to deal with…

The door of my room slammed opened with an army of police alarms outside of the house and waiting for me as few came in already. My family rushed over from the backyard to the front door where my room was located. With confused looks, I have carried away through the front door. With no explanation, I was taken from the comfort of my own home. Truth be told, my memories was a mess at this point with a consistent gas that surrounds me while others wore a mask. As I remembered how I was carried out from home, I could only remember a blear scene of what has already happened as I looked back at my mother rolling my mentally disabled older brother down the pen-drawn hallway on a wheelchair with one of the wheels on an angle. My father was there too as he rushed near the police uniformed bastards trying to ask what's going on. He's words were slow, broken and unclear, though filled with a sense of desperate emotion. The officer didn't seem to understand him and responded in which my father could understand. Mother was still pushing my brother who wasn't in need of any help as of the time. She was walking slowly, and I knew she already passed university and can understand the situation. With eyes of no emotion, she pushed as I disappeared out the door and the view of my father as he tried to push pass the standing officer to get me before being held back.

A blear of mixtures of streets lights and the shaded areas of the car was the only thing I could see.

-Finger Lift

It did nothing. My body was unmoveable, including my head and eyes. I steered up the ceiling, knowing panicking wouldn't do anything anymore.

A sudden smash of a wooden hammer on a small wooden desk happened when I was finally functional. I turned my head around when my ears could barely hear. I was in a lower court with a circle of sits surrounding all around me as if it was the medieval decapitation ground or the Roman battle arenas. I could barely hear the sound of the hammer smashing, after realizing my arms and legs were already tied back as I was in kneeling position. Two pairs of hands grabbed me by the shoulders from both sides, and I was dragged along the ground down a dark tunnel behind me.

I tried to stand but quickly fell down as I should feel my skin peeling off and infected by germs until I no longer feel it. Most of the skin where wasn't covered by the clothes were already gone while the part where was clothed wasn't much better.

Dragged and dragged, I asked a simple question to the people that were carrying me.

"Where am I heading?"

My hearing was back. The people looked back at me.

"Jail"

They smirked.

-I'm done with this world… DONE!!!

As the ropes on the feet and arm were getting softer and softer by each inch they dragged my blooded-up corpse, a lifeless being with no hope, the rope rips. I twisted my body up from front to back, twisting my two plums around the person that smirked at me and nailing in my finger tips in. My back was bending in a C shape as you can still see my front of my legs as I my tummy faces the roof with my face near the smirked guy's face.

My fingers were in and my swag my lower half using my stomach muscles.

Twist, pull.

The head came off like an old pineapple being picked off as the body drops. My previously flying foot landed on the other guy's neck as he finally turned his face over as a reaction, my left leg is on the right side of his neck, and my right is on the left. I used my stomach muscles in a sudden boost in a left turn.

Cracked. Off.

I finally looked around; I was in a metal tunnel with a few lights poles on the top very 10m. Without thinking, I ran back to the general direction where I came from. I saw across the way, and I went a left knowing that if I continued to head right, I could be back in that area again, and due to the number of people there, it would make it easier to get me. Due to them probably not having already notice my escape from those two, I should make use of the rest of my energy wisely a not pay much attention to my pain right now.

I could feel each step I take so ever clearly as the top of my feet's skin and some meat has already been rough sandpapered looking. An opening up ahead I saw, I continue to progress.

All have I wanted was to help my family by writing a book. Do I deserve this?

No! I was wrong. From now on, I shall write this book only to myself!

I was getting closer and closer. Out that tunnel was the night sky ahead of me. I was surrounded by trees. I rushed off to the streets, grabbing in some clothing on the side roads along with a hat, sunglasses, and gloves. I got some drinks from a worker passing over some drinks someone ordered. I hopped in an open-doored and running car as someone was just getting off to say hello. I stole 3 cars and parked them in many different place and passed some red light on each to make it not obvious. I needed up not using any of those and just gave them to someone else on the streets instead. In exchange of cars, they offered some wigs and some disguises to me which I mixed together. They also gave me some money too which I used to get a living space and start a part-time job.

With my surgeries, I started jobs and bought basic things like any other person.

A pen slips across the pages as each word surfaces is a creation of another universe.