4th October 2017
“The Secret Life of Walter Mitty” Narrative
“He took one last drag on his cigarette and snapped it away. Then with that faint, fleeting smile playing about his lips, he faced the firing squad; erect and motionless, proud and disdainful, Walter Mitty the Undefeated, inscrutable to the last.”
When the firing squad are preparing to shooting him, Mitty closes his eyes. He is thinking about his whole life, there are many things are not done yet. “I mustn’t die in here,” mumbles Mitty, “I have to get away from this damn execution ground, but how?” The members of firing squad stand in a horizontal line in front of Mitty. “Ready! Fire!” “BOOM BOOM BOOM …” The gun-shooting makes pandemonium as the bullets fly off the gun’s chamber. Now, the most magical and inscrutable thing happens. All of the bullets are missed, none of them hits Walter Mitty. “Next turn! Ready…” “It is a chance,” Mitty is thinking, “Yes, it is the last chance, I must escape now!” “Fire!” Quick as lighting, Mitty bolts to the wall of the execution ground and climbs on it. His arms are lacerated by barbed wire, but he doesn’t have time to clean wounds, the only thing he is thinking about is shake off the firing squad. Mitty runs into a community, he still can hear the voice of those police who are yelling his name. Cross over the community, there is a wide road stops him. The traffic light turns green, all of the car in the road are running like the distraught buffaloes. Walter Mitty is haggard, but when he notices that there is woman police is chasing him, he uses the last power of his body jumping into the road…
“Oh my god! Walter! What are you doing,” says Mrs. Mitty.
“I was chasing you for about 5 blocks and you are killing yourself now!”
“I am not killing myself..”
“Thanks god, the track didn’t hurt you.”
Mrs. Mitty pulls Walter into the car. “It is embarrassing, because everyone in the road is looking at us,” says Mrs. Mitty. Walter is driving and says nothing. When he is driving on the high way, there is a racing car which goes straight ahead and trying to overtook him. Acceleration is accompanied by a resonating growl from the gearbox, the engine roared, and the vehicle leapt forward…
“The fugitive is on NO.15 High Way! Again! The fugitive is on NO.15 High Way!” “Copy that,” says Walter Mitty, the best police officer in this city. Mitty accelerates up and keeps his car beside the fugitive’s racing car. He speaks with a microphone: “you must slow down and stop on the side this high way or I am going to shooting you!” The fugitive cast a cursory glances at Mitty, and points Mitty with a handgun.
“I will shoot you before you do!”
The fugitive howled like a wounded animal as blood spurts from his shoulder. Those to cars stop in the center of the high way. Walter Mitty walks to the fugitive, and snaps handcuffs around the fugitive’s wrists. “You have right to keep silent, but every word that you said will be as the testimony in the court,” says the police officer, Walter Mitty.