The Avenger (Part 1)
I awoke sitting on a white grand upholstered chair and before me was a round glass top Elton dining table with a beautiful flower vase on it. I looked around and saw people sitting at their table, some were eating and drinking while others were conversing probably waiting to be served. Behind me I slowly observed people making orders at the counter. On a banner slightly above the counter was a list of food and snacks with their respective cost. My attention was quickly drawn to the text written in bold red above the list. It read "Laybay City restaurant ". A huge luxurious restaurant it was with a glossy wall design and an admirable settings but its name and look I was absolutely unfamiliar with. I began to muse on how I got to the restaurant but nothing distinct came forth . Once again I looked around among the crowd in search of familiar faces hoping to spot someone I know but none were. As I turned to my table to question a young looking lady passing by someone else drew my attention. It was a grime looking old man who seemed to be in his mid 80s. He was sitting at the other side of the table I sat and startled by his look I wondered how long he had been sitting there. At the moment his eyes were fixed on me. Neither did i know this man nor why he was looking at me in such manner. His face was fraught with sadness and expressed deep pain that made me ponder over what he was unsettled and unhappy with. "Sir what's the matter? " I asked but didn't received any response. "Sir do I know you? Have we met before? " I asked again as my curiosity rose but not a single word came out of his mouth. Suddenly he placed his right hand on the left side of his chest and broke out in tears and with his left hand he pointed at the main entrance of the restaurant still without saying a word. I was flummoxed, my eyes alternated between him and the entrance as I wondered what his expressions meant. I reflected on who he probably would be, why he was so hurt, what his gestures signify and why he couldn't respond to any of my questions. "why are you so hurt sir? What's wrong?", I asked again but he never answered. He only kept staring at the entrance. I stretched out my hand and waved to him so as to call his attention and in a snap he turned back to me but this time his stern and unwavering gaze I got frightened of. However, I didn't let that linger by turning to a waitress who was standing beside me waiting to attend to me. I observed the pretty young girl for some seconds before exchanging pleasantries with her. I then took the menu presented to me by her. As I went through the menu I stole a look at the man and found his eyes still on me . I quickly gestured the waitress to come closer. She instantly obeyed with a smile like she already knew what I intended asking . "I am not quite comfortable here. Please is there any vacant seat around.", I asked putting the question I initially intended to ask aside. For a moment the smile on her face disappeared and she was rather curious. She leaned back observing everything around me. As her eyes moved slowly from my table up to my face it met mine and she then brought back the smile. "sure madam. Please follow me", she replied and acted like she never saw the old man on the other side. I stood to my feet and as I was about following the waitress lead I checked to see if the man still had his eyes on me but he was not there anymore. I quickly looked at the exit and entrance route but no one was leaving. "excuse me...", I was interrupted by the sudden disappearance of everyone within sight as I turned to speak to the waitress and after few minutes of proper check I realized that everyone in the restaurant was gone. I was so petrified that I stood still not knowing what to think and what action to take. The emptiness of the restaurant was errie that not even my guts could withstand. A sound came from behind that got me freaking out but there was no indication of what made the sound. "Hello! Is anyone there", I asked but I got no answer other than strange echoes of what I had said. Towards the edge from the entrance a shadow was cast on a translucent window. It was the shadow of a person and the motion of it signified the person was heading for the entrance. As my eyes followed the shadow to the entrance it got displaced to the floor when the bearer opened the entrance door. Surprisingly, It was a tall and huge person putting on a mask and an armor with a rifle trained at me. As my reflexes pulled me heading for the bar room in attempt to move out of sight he fired. Death appeared to be imminent. I tried as much as I could to save my life but my efforts were rendered futile. Bullets from the rifle inflicted great damages on me that I couldn't resist but rather I fell to the floor just before the bar...