Thoughts on/of a horrible man

[Atragon9 0]

::A9 watched as Thasus left his cell, carrying the chair (the only furniture in the room) with him. The magnetic click of the door closing seemed to shake Atragon as he sat on the floor. He looked around as if he was just waking up::

 

{Frak, Charlie is out of treatment and up to his eyeballs in subterfuge. Now that I think of him, I don't know if he's out of treatment or if he escaped, but he's insane, that much is clear. Just as clear is my own need for escape. Up to now, I had no idea why I was being held, who my jailer was, what was the goal of my captivity. Now, I have two out of three and knowing Charlie's goal is unimportant.}

 

{Now I have to watch for any opportunity to free myself, even if it includes harm being done to my captor. I don't know how long I have been here, but he has been effective in hiding me from Starfleet, so my freedom is dependent only on my own devices. I will get out of here. I Must. Even if only half of the things he told me are true, he is a very influential and powerful sociopath. He must be stopped, he must be controlled, he must be leashed again.}

 

{I suppose there are some who are truly irredeemable - there isn't a hole deep enough. I need to feel my hands around his throat, know that his death is on my hands, literally and figuratively. I look forward to that day. I ...}

 

::A9 scrubs at his eyes::

 

{I have to get out of this cage before I become a monster, like him}