12 - The first name to cross out

In a grey and rainy day, Patrick was at the showers, trying to take off  his worries with water. It was late at night and there was an strange silence in prision. Nothing good comes with silence. The enviroment was dark and wet at the showers. This place was made of grey tiles which seemed rather black in the darkness of night. Every shower was separeted from the other by a litlle wall that only covered the private body parts. Over the showers there was a row of little windows through which the moonlight entered lighting just a little part of the room. Suddenly, Malick appeared behind him at the wall some metres away from the showers.
"You scared the hell out of me, son of a bitch!" said Patrick while he was trying to breath normally.
"I didn't mean to" said Malick. His pitch was different. Patrick could feel Malick was in a strange mood. Under the moonlight his face looked different. It seemed Patrcik was talking to a different Malick and that worried him.
"What the fuck you want?" ask an impatient Patrick.
"Why you entered in prision?" ask Malick with the same wierd and low pitch.
"Are you crazy? You perfectly know why I am here. Someone charged on me drug trafficking. What the hell is wrong with you? What is this all about?" Malick could feel how Patrick was getting more and more nervous. He knew Patrick was nervous when his mouth turned into a curse-words dispenser.
Suddenly, the tap of the shower turned off and stopped draining water. Patrick felt how his heart started beating harder than ever. He experienced within his soul that horrible feeling. That horrible feeling it is felt when the situation is not under control. It fills you in of fear. It paralyse every muscle. Therefore, that fear grows as it is obvious somenthing hideous is going to happen and the body is totally paralysed. That horrible feeling can make the most brave man in the world be terrified. In that moment, Malick talked again.
 "No... You entered prision because you and a group of men went to a mansion, entered in it and violently killed two people"
 In that exact second the tap of the shower turned on and after a few seconds it turned off again. Suddenly, Patrick percieved a strong smell.  What the shower drained it was not water, it was petrol. He was so shocked and nervous he could not move a single muscle.
"But you know what, Patrick? You should've killed... three"
Before Patrick could even react, Malick lighted a match, looked at Patrick's terrified face again and threw it to the showers. A huge flame that lighted the whole place appeared from the wet floor. The blue and heavenly moonlight turned into the hellish light of fire. Patrick burnt. He was surrounded by flames. His deafening screams could had been heard miles away. But Malick knew nobody was going to hear them. All that Patrick could see was a hurtful orange light. All that he could feel was the fire burning every metre of his skin. Suddenly, the tap turned on and the shower drained enough water to extinguish the fire that surrounded Patrick. He burnt just for a few second, but it seemed an eternity.
While an steaming Patrick was on the floor, sobbing like a hurt dog, Malick walked towards and hung besides him. When he made sure Patrick was looking at him, Malick got rid of his red hair. He took off what it seemed to be a wig. Suddenly, a ghost from the past appeared right in front of Patrick. A ghost that should no be in the world of the living. A ghost Patrick made sure to make dissapear time ago. His shocked face was obvious even when it was unrecognisable. He could not believe what he saw. It was impossible.
"Yes, Patrick. It's me, William. And yes, I'm alive. And as I suppose you know, because I cannot even imagine in how much pain you are right now, so are you. I want you to know that I decided to let you keep your weaked life for two reasons. The first reason is that I want you to feel for the rest of your life what my parents felt when you burnt them. Letting you die would haven been a gift you don't deserve. The second reason is that I want you to send a message to those people you call 'family'. I want them to witness the extent of my mercy by witnessing your deformed body. I want them to feel a constant terror cause they will never be secure. And I want them all to know I'll soon destroy all of them. I will make all their lifes so miserable they will end up praying to die. And you, Patrick, will be a silent witness of my revenge."
Willam stood up and started walking leaving behind him a dying Patrick laid on the floor. While he was going back to his cell he remembered that terrible night when his life drastically changed. Just like in his nightmares, the images of his parents came back. A couple of tears went down William's face. But, it was different. He felt a different feeling. He felt relieved. He was closer to achieve his purpose. Pretty soon all those miserable people would suffer the same fate as Patrick.

11 - The greater, the weaker

There he was. A glorious king sat on his throne made of bones and dead bodies. And Malick was right by his side. He was sat on God's right side. That was how Patrick was feeling. He was empowered. He achieved his goal to became a king within jail. He was earning great amounts of money. A money that went out of jail thanks to one of the Sin City's protitutes. Then it ended up in Julius hands who gave a part of that money to his brother, Alexander. That way they were making millions ruining people's life. But that is what they seemed to be best at. They were experts on taking benefit from people's suffering. Unfortunately, people who make those horrible and disgusting actions always recieve their punishment. And if they do not recieve in the other life, they will recieve in this one. If God do not judge them, someone else will do it and the last might not be as benevolent as the former.
The great empire Patrcik built up within jail was perfect. He made sure to have everything under control and do not fail with the merchandise, material or human. However, when a big empire is built, it is easier to destroy. When the target is bigger there are higher possibilities to hit the bulls-eye. An empire takes a long time to be built up, but just a minute to be destroyed. It starts with the dissapereance of a bit of drug, a prostitute who transmits a venereal disease, drug which is not good enough and the empire that cost so much effort to built is over. Out of jail these mistakes might have been describe as "things that might happen" or "unfortunate consequences". But within jail, these "unfortunate consequences" can kill you. The increasingly unstable enviroment could be felt within jail. Everyone started to get mad and becoming angry including Patrick's closest prisoners. He saw how his empire was going down in front of his eyes. Everything started to fail and he did not even knew why and how. Suddenly, Patrick turned into a strange man. He became suspicious and paranoid. He feared he was the victim of a plot. The only person he trusted was Malick. He was the only who stayed by his side when everyone was gone.