Writing Prompt

"So, what you’re saying is that a wizard told you to rob the bank." "No, of course not. That would be ridiculous. No a wizard told me he could make me invisible." "Yes, of course, how stupid of me." The man interviewing me smirked as he walked out the room. I pressed my face into my hands. Why had I just said that. If I wasn’t going to a psychiatric unit before I was now.

I was moved into a cell where I was left waiting for ages. I could tell from the growing darkness outside the window that it was getting late. I tried to sleep for a few hours. Try being the operative word. I tossed and turned for hours thinking over the day.

In the morning an officer took me back into the interview room where the same arrogant police officer sat. "Mr Taylor, sit down." I sat down cautiously waiting to see what the catch was. "Robin Taylor, you’re under arrest for armed robbery. You do not need to say anything, but anything you do say could be used in evidence against you in court.”

Words of a wizard.

I made a note in my head to never trust a wizard again. He had taken away my life, everything that I stood for was suddenly in the clutches of a metal chain. They took me away, questioned me endlessly until my tongue couldn’t speak a single word more. Desperate for water, I collapsed. Crashing to the concrete floor, my body left lifeless, untouched.

Seconds, maybe minutes, maybe hours passed, I couldn’t remember. The door left open in front of me was my only escape and I knew I had to leave this place. So I took my bags and left, leaving nothing behind. At first I was confused why no one stopped me, then I realised that the spell had actually worked.