Insane Part 1

His skin was pale and his clothes were soaked in crimson. His skin began to feel cold against my gloved hands so I let go of him and he sagged to the ground, his body limp. His arms and legs were spread out in awkward angles and you could easily tell he was dead. I didn’t feel guilty and didn’t feel the least bit sad for him. I walked off, the mist curling around my ankles.
Ex-private detective Sarah Adams straightened out the newspaper and read the front page headlines out loud, even though there was no one else in the house. It read: CELEBRITY JOHN ANDERSON FOUND DEAD AND ESCAPE FROM MENTAL ASYLUM! COULD THEY BE CONNECTED?  Sarah took off her glasses and wiped them of before putting them back on. The article said that Edward Page, an agent in the SAS Special Ops, had lead a depressed life after his wife Lucy died. This marked the end of his military career. He wasn’t able to bear this and swore that one day the world would touch his feet and bow to him. He went on a rampage bringing every military base to its knees. Robert Gibbson saw the anger and sheer madness in the man’s eyes. Page was crazy; he roared like a tiger at people and they, suspecting he was crazy, hesitated. Using this as an advantage Page would kill people. Gibbson was a doctor and on hearing what the doctor had to say about Page, Page was classified mentally burdened.’ Page was caught on video while attempting the murder of James Brown, his childhood friend, who had grown up to become a famous lawyer. Jealousy, greed and menace had driven these operations.
Anderson, was found dead at the steps of his mansion. We all know that Anderson’s mansion is well guarded as it is in the middle of the wilderness. The noble man said he did not want to knock down anyone’s home or destroy anyone’s business.
Page managed to escape from a maximum security mental asylum in solitary confinement from a tiny claustrophobic cell it he middle of nowhere.
Seemed impossible. Seemed.

Sarah thought and thought but she couldn’t figure it out. She wasn’t sure.

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