He has been studying what this "society" is very closely, he hasn't spoken or even revealed himself to the people,he knew that whoever kept him captive could find him if he just showed himself to the closest town to the place he was kept.
But there is another human who fills what he needs in this town, he is old,lonely and wouldn't dare touch anything nearby the local people who take care of business here or what society calls "police".
He went to the small house he knew the old man lived,he wished he would take care of him enough for him to learn about this world.
Maybe he was as kind as he was to other people, and maybe he would be do kind that if I said I don't want to see the police he would take care of me.
I stood in front of the porch,the old man was sitting outside on a chair,a glass bottle on hid hand and in the other a gray paper.
"Excuse me sir..." I said,my voice quivering over what could happen.
"Mmmph!" The old man raised his eyes off the newspaper as he watched a short, quivering naked kid in front of his porch.
And before the kid could say anything,the old man was standing with a shotgun,straight to his head.
"Watcha want kid..."
"I don't like strays near by cornfield..." He said,his voice calm and still in contrast with his posture and obvious threat.
"I-.. I!" My eyes wandered to the gun,obviously that thing was close to what the guards used, and that just made me pale thinking what could happen.
Obviously he cant go off now,even if the man didn't say anything to the cops,maybe a rumor could be created around a small frail looking teenager around.
And if they realized it's him,he would clearly be inside a room,probably with worst circumstances to be locked forever.
But he couldn't just kill the old man,it isn't fair by any means killing someone who didn't try killing me.
"Answer me!" The old man yelled,this time his voice a perfect match for the demeanor he has.
And once I looked at him in the eyed trying to find compassion,I only saw cold ice as he loaded the gun.
And once that happened I knew I maybe csn find a way of killing him fairly.
I rushed towards him and was immediately head blowed by the quick movement of hid finger over the shotgun trigger.
Everything faded off, only a small part of my consciousness existing,the fact that my brain is now laying on the ground instead of my head taking away a big chunk of what i can think of.
Only that consciousness my power gives me residing inside of my beheaded body.
And with that was enough to hold myself back of regenerating again.
Time passed before I decided it was enough, and my head grew back as I watched of the sky moved in front of me.
I pulled my head up watching the old man taking me by the leg,his other hand with the shotgun pointing down as he walked inside the field of taller plants.
"Damn kid..."
"Now I got to wash the whole damn place of his disguting brain..." The old man muttered,his head only lookinh ahead without realizing I'm headless-less.
"Now it's fair to kill you..." I muttered.
"Ah!" The old man quickly looked back expecting someone behind him,but the only difference he saw was that the kid was alive again.
Once he realized hid hand let go of the leg of the teenager to try and reload the shotgun,only to be thrown to the ground by the teenager who got over him.
"What the fuck!" The old man,even with his blood pumping,it couldn't wash away the uncertainty of watching someone come back to life.
And this was enough for the kid to take the gun off his hand,and in all fairness, the teenager blowed his head just as he did some time ago.
"Finally..." I muttered watching the corpse laying on the ground.
"I'm still feeling jealous whenever I see someone so peacefully dead..." I said throwing the gun away as I started dragging the old man by the leg.
3 weeks.
I was currently sitting on a chair while looking at the old computer,my eyes reading with ease the guide of how cooking an egg works.
"So after dropping it and turning the fire on for about some minutes it's ready to be eaten..." I read before looking down at the black charred looking omelet.
And then I looked back to the fresh yellow omelet in the computer screen.
"Yeah seems decent..." I said before taking the egg to my mouth.
After finding this computer inside the small house and figuring out how it works,I found so many things that I could make a list long enough to cover a whole book.
Yeah now I know what a books is, and it's clearly more boring than what she told me they're.
Also with this computer I learned how close Jericho is.Like 3 or 4 towns of distance between Elmore and Jericho here in Vermont,and after tracing a route for himself to get there, now he is ready to go.
He stood up off the chair watching himself on the dust coveted mirror next to him,his body was now a lot greater than before,he passed from looking like a living undead to looking like a skinny loser in a movie.
"I look ready to be bullied today..." I muttered under my breath before taking the suitcase I prepared and the phone of the old deceased man.
I got outside the house and in the truck, turning it on with the keys I later found on his pocket I rode to the chicken house nearby, and with the set of keys I had I opened the cage, immediately making the lot of chickens get out to the sweet taste of freedom.
"I understand you all! Now that I'm going you'll have to find your own way of living!" I yelled before running to the truck again.
I rode to the house again,the phone in my hand as I cleared my search history,nobody has to know I searched what porn was.
Then I looked at the screen,the picture behind the apps clearly making me ache for killing the old man.
A man happily hugging his wife with a pair of two little kids under them,all of them smilling for a picture behind a lake,the two kids,a girl and a boy holding a bass between the their small arms.
I smiled at the sight,watching how even someone who tried killing him was a person,he even was like her,she had a family and a daughter too.
He stopped riding once he got in a clear place of the corn field,in the middle a handmade grave for the man.
"Hey Robert..." I said softly while I started dialing 911.
"I'm sorry for this..., if I knew how hard you had it after losing your wife,maybe I wouldn't have rushed myself to killing you in all fairness..." I said before the call started.
I threw the phone to the ground next to the grave and got in the truck,starting to drive to the road alongside.
Thankfully since he lived so far,he was closer to the main road he needed to take and get to Jericho.
I drove for about 3 hours,the road seemly infinite and with a lack of even a lone car.
With this,he opened the glove of the car,watching the same newspaper I found just recently when I was preparing everything to the small trip.
My left hand on the wheel,the lack of any driving skill clearly as I watched the new in front paper.
"New dissappearing case in Jericho..."
"Nearby the school Evermore in the forest,there was found traces of a hiker dead,strangely even with the severe trauma that the body suffered,the victim body was recovered from the scene,with only a missing toe"
"Well Nevermore seems like quite the heartwarming place..., what would happen if they took any of my body now that I think about..." My mind wandered to the strange scientist who would do any sort of weird things,only now that I understand the world to certain point I would compare them to the experiments the germans did during ww2.
My mind didn't offer more to think about as I passed the paper,my mind losing track of the possibilities.
"Nah...,I didn't find anything related to taking parts of me,there were only parts of her..."
"So many eggs..."
"Apparently all of them met failure when trying to fertilize them, so I must be careful, out there must be someone who understands how far our power reaches..." I muttered while putting the newspaper inside the glove.
"Some more and I'll be in Hyde park in no time,Then after Johnson In Waterville I must take a turn to Cambridge..." I muttered while my head reviewed the whole trip.
"And thankfully he had a spare can of gasoline!" I said with a smirk now taking the steering wheel,my feet barely touching the padels even after adjusting the seat as close as possible.
I got my hand inside my wallet,the old id in contrast of what looked like a fresh made photo,after taking a long night understanding how does the image worked using the tint it already had,reversing it enough times until gettting the needed result.
Effectively making a self protrait of myself,with the hardest part making it look like an actual picture rather than a painting,so I rugged it and tried to make it look older.
So the self portrait was one of when i was 13 years old.
And thankfully changing the id was much easier,so as long as an officer stops me,I can be deceiving enough.
"So much for being a weakling!" I yelled taking a bottle of water and drinking from it.
2 days.
"So kid where are your parents?" The calm lady asked the teenager infront of the reception.
"Far away." He said leaving 50 dollars in front of her,this was enough to shut her up,putting 20 in the register and the other 30 inside her cleavage.
"Here's your key dear,that'll be for the entire day!" She said,her emotionless voice now changed for a much happier one.
"Thank you." I said grabbing the key which was attached to a small wooden keychain,only a small bar with the number 12 written on it.
I walked inside the two levels motel,using the stairs to get to the second floor where I put the key inside the doorknob with room 12 written on the door.
I watched a small sized bed and a desk in front of it,in a side an opening for a closet and the other with a small tv on top of a smaller desk.
"Gosh people live like kings..." I said dropping my luggage aside and taking off the oversized black coat,putting it on the doorknob.
Then I took off my shoes to throw myself at the bed,the softness feeling as good as any other bed he has tried(I have only tried the old man bed).
"Life is good..."