155 One of them (1/2)

Outside the emergency room, Zeke leaned against the wall while his eyes were fixated on the man sitting quietly in the waiting area.

He was surprised at what he saw a while ago. He had expected a raging Alex to appear before him, looking the same as he looked that time he appeared at the exit of that dungeon, but this time this was far worse than he expected. The state of this man before his eyes was totally different to what he expected and it was hard to believe, even for him.

Alex was tugging on his hair tightly, resting his elbows on his knees as he faced the ground below him. He hadn't spoken a single word since he came through the hospital doors carrying the unconscious Abigail in his arms.

After a long while, Zeke walked over towards him and broke the silence. ”They'll soon send her to her room Alex so you better go and clean yourself up. You can't enter her room with all that blood all over you,” he said calmly. ”Don't worry, she's safe. She didn't suffer any major injuries.”

Suddenly, Alex stood up. However, he walked towards the opposite direction of where Zeke wanted him to go.

”Where are you going?” Zeke called out. Alex halted in his tracks. He lifted his hands and looked down at them.

”These hands…” he finally spoke, ”they won't stop trembling. I need to calm them down.”

Zeke looked at him with narrowed eyes. He could tell exactly what Alex was planning to do.

”By going on a killing spree?”

”Yes. I will kill them all,” he declared, his voice menacing and cold as ice.

Zeke sighed as he stood up. ”Alex, that can wait.”

”No. It can't wait. I can't wait! They all have to die tonight!” Alex began to step away. This was Alex's darkest state, where he was almost like a monster with no humanity left in him.

However…

”So you're going to leave her here? Are you entrusting her to me?” Zeke said and Alex immediately halted again. He didn't turn but his jaws clenched upon hearing Zeke's words.

Zeke put his hands in his pockets as he stared at Alex's back.

”When did you start trusting me when it came to Abigail?” he asked as he approached Alex from behind.

He heard Alex's fingers cracking as the man's fists tightened.

The next moment, a loud thud echoed in the empty hallway. Alex had pushed Zeke hard against the wall, gripping his collar. His eyes were blazing with fury as he glared at him.

”Zeke…” he hissed, gritting his teeth in anger.

But Zeke remained calm, almost unbothered.