The Astral Limbo

...I almost made it. But unfortunately just at the final moment of exit I accidentally brushed against the goon standing there and his gun fell to the ground. Before the goon could react to that I acted impulsively and with a good presence of mind. I instantly stooped down picked up the gun and handed it back to him with a sweet smile. The bewildered thug also managed a grin and as I made my last move to exit he said to me in a rather paralyzing perplexity “You gotta be a good man! But many good guys gotta die sooner than others! Nah..?” he hollered in great merriment over his own humor. “Enjoy the night goodbye!” he rather guffawed out the farewell to me. I smiled weakly back at him and slowly moved out. The goon leaned out of the entrance to watch me still giggling. About twenty yards ahead the road turned right and if I was able to round that corner I would finally move out of his sight. I watched many movies and read many thrillers where the villains appeared to be very suave sophisticated and benevolent but at the climax they used to murder the victims mercilessly. Those twenty yards seemed to be an eternity as I started moving slowly ahead measuring every step and at the same time keeping an absolute outward calm...