Nib's Race Against Time

Enveloped within the sanctuary of his car, Nib found himself ensnared by the rhythmic ebb and flow of traffic, a willing captive to the symphony of impatient horns and murmured frustrations. Amid this bustling urban tapestry, his thoughts converged into a silent supplication, a heartfelt plea sent out to the cosmos, invoking blessings for Win's safety and serenity. Little did Nib grasp that a veil of uncertainty cloaked the events that lay in wait, a trial of his devotion yet to be revealed.The road ahead seemed to extend indefinitely, a labyrinthine web of congestion, emblematic of city life itself, set against the backdrop of time's relentless march. Nib, cocooned in his car, bore the weight of impending moments, the tension building palpably, like a lover racing against the ceaseless tick of the clock.Driven solely by the urgency of his heart's call, he abandoned his shoes and sprinted barefoot through the onlookers, their hushed murmurs a fading echo in his wake. The relentless sun and blistering pavement held no sway over him; Win was his sole obsession. His breathless journey brought him to Kimsy's villa, yet a locked gate stood sentinel, a formidable barrier between him and the one he longed to rescue.Desperation fueled his voice as he cried out, "Win! Win! It's Nib! I've come to take you home!" Despite his fervent attempts, the gate remained unyielding, a silent sentinel to his determination. Kimsy observed his futile efforts, a wicked smile gracing her lips, while Win, bound to a chair, whispered to himself in torment, "Why, Nib? Why did you come for me? Please, just leave."With a mocking tone, Kimsy addressed Win, "You're quite fortunate, my dear Win. You have such a devoted boyfriend. See, I didn't even need to call him, and he came willingly to your rescue." Win, struggling to find his voice, implored, "Please, don't involve him. He's not to blame for any of this."Kimsy's sinister laughter filled the room as she toyed with her prey. Win, struggling against the fading effects of the sedative, pleaded desperately, "Kimsy, please don't involve Nib. Let me go. I promise I won't reveal anything about you. All I want is to live my life with Nib. Please, I'm begging you, Kimsy."However, Kimsy's response was a callous, shrill laugh that sent shivers down Win's spine. "You're wasting your time, Win," she sneered. "You'd be better off praying to God for a swift end, for I am no goddess. The only thing I can offer you is death. Do you hear me, my dear Win? You gays deserve nothing but a gruesome demise."Win, even in the face of impending danger, began to laugh softly. "If you cannot give life, you cannot take it away either. Love is beyond your grasp. I don't need to pray, but you certainly should, for Nib won't spare you. Prepare to meet your end."Kimsy, consumed by rage, struck Win's head with a brick, causing his face to contort in pain. Blood streamed from his head, nose, and mouth, staining the room in a crimson tableau. Despite the brutality, Win continued to smile, his faith in a higher power unshaken.Drawing closer to his battered face, Kimsy hissed, "Don't test my patience. I could kill you now if I wanted. But you see, I'm a gracious lady. I may not let you live, but perhaps I'll allow you both to die together. So, don't push me to end your life before your boyfriend arrives."Following the location Kimsy provided, Nib arrived at a construction site along the riverbank, the stage for the impending showdown.Kimsy, perched on the fifth floor of her villa, continued to surveil the unfolding events through her network of CCTV cameras. Once again, she summoned Nib to join her on the fifth floor, prompting him to make his way up.Inspector Thai strode into the police station, his steps urgent, a furrow etched on his forehead. Inspector Earth awaited him, an air of gravity clinging to his every word."Why the urgent summons?" Inspector Thai inquired sharply.Inspector Earth, his gaze unwavering, responded, "This is a matter of utmost importance, one that brooks no delay. Allow me to acquaint you with someone."Curiosity etched across Inspector Thai's face as he probed, "And who might this person be? How can they be of assistance?""He's my confidential informant, Mellon," Inspector Earth explained, a hint of mystery in his tone. "What he's divulged to me is nearly unbelievable, hence the urgency of your presence. Mellon, enlighten him with the details you shared with me."Mellon, a figure lurking in the shadows, stepped forward. His eyes held secrets, and his voice carried a weight of revelation. "I've been discreetly monitoring the movements of Miss Kimsy's enigmatic guest, Win, for the past few days. Last night, I bore witness to a sight that borders on the unbelievable: Win, draped in women's clothing, stealthily making his way toward the hospital."Inspector Thai, his temper flaring, grasped Mellon's collar firmly. "How dare you make such a disgraceful accusation against Win!"Mellon, his voice trembling, pleaded, "I'm not lying, sir. He may appear innocent, but there's a dark side to him."Inspector Earth interjected, "Consider this, sir. Was Win present during Shine's funeral ceremony? Answer me, sir."Inspector Thai contemplated the question, "Hmm..."Inspector Earth continued, "Moreover, he hasn't been at the hospital since Shine's death, despite always showing up conveniently at various locations. Could this all be a mere coincidence?"Inspector Thai, deep in thought, asked Mellon, "Do you have any evidence? Did you take any photographs?"Mellon admitted fearfully, "I was terrified, sir, so I ran away."Inspector Earth, "I believe we should visit Kimsy's villa for an investigation. Both Kimsy and Win may be involved."Inspector Thai, convinced of the need for action, agreed, "Let's go. Something doesn't add up."They proceeded to Kimsy's villa, but upon arrival, they found it locked. Inspector Earth remarked, "As I suspected, something is amiss here."Attempts to contact Kimsy and Win by phone were in vain – both of their phones were powered off. They tried Nib's number, and it rang, but there was no answer. When they called Pit, he informed them that Nib had left after Inspector Thai's departure, visibly distressed.Inspector Thai was growing increasingly concerned. He instructed Inspector Earth to trace Nib's location.Inspector Earth explained, "We'll need to go to the police headquarters; they can help us trace Nib's number."Inspector Thai, recognizing the urgency of the situation, initiated the process, saying, "Then we must proceed to the police headquarters without delay."As they embarked on this mission, Inspector Thai received the location data. Nib's phone was still active, but Win and Kimsy had deactivated theirs. Fearing the worst, Inspector Thai decided to summon a full police force.A constable inquired, "But sir, why do we need a full force?"Inspector Thai responded firmly, "My instincts tell me something significant is about to happen."Inspector Earth hesitated, expressing concern, "But, sir, it might be perilous."Inspector Thai issued a direct order, "It's an order. You both go to the police headquarters, and I will proceed to their location."Kimsy observed the unfolding events with a self-satisfied grin, muttering to herself, "Everything has transpired just as I intended." Her laughter echoed through the room, a shrill and unsettling sound that reverberated in the air, like a haunting refrain.