Entry #32: Friend's Girl

Hensley Winchester, an old friend of mine. A professional call center agent, he found me suddenly during my vacation from my last mission, not gonna lie I almost passed out while doing that. Back to the topic, we chatted a while as we walked, letting nostalgia and memories overcome our daily life problems.

The next day, he introduced me to his workplace with a happy face back and forth from the workers and us, but strangely. When Hensley was about to introduce his girlfriend that just arrived, all the workers changed faces and went back to their workplaces. The girl’s name is Lynn Heisenberg. She is slim, height’s just the same as mine, and has black silky long hair with bangs. As I see them work, I noticed that every time Lynn passes by, the male co-workers start to avoid face contact with her as much as possible, while the females with relationships start to cover their partners as well, which made me plant a suspicion.

At lunch, I secretly sneaked from the couple and asked several co-workers about this matter, both male and female, newbies and veterans, singles and in-relationships. In the end, the common answer is:

“She’s a slut that kills anyone who refuses on her commands”

Shortly after, a group of friends in the same workplace carefully whispered to me other info related to the women being the cause of it’s past relationship’s demise, and she being an immortal being. The moment I asked for more about her identity, out of nowhere, a siren appeared with a Ford Granada Mark 2 model for a police car. For me, how is an old car from the 80’s still functioning fine at this time? The weird thing is that the group of friends started to ignore me since the police car appeared.

During afternoon work, I managed to get Hensley from Lynn and secretly explained about her secrets. He refuses to believe except the fact that all of Lynn’s ex-boyfriends died but in an uncertain matter. I asked him if it's fine for him to be in a relationship with her, but he didn’t respond.

The moment the work day ends, we walked peacefully on the road with Lynn telling stories to help her avoid boredom. As her story progresses, the more Hensley gets irritated since in every story she says, it’s always the character with the name related to, or close to the name “Hensley” will be the one who meets defeat. I thought it’s just Lynn cuddling with Hensley so I didn’t mind.

In Lynn’s last story, it’s pure horrible since it’s about the protagonist Hensley Getting tortured by swords by a woman till died. As she goes to the details about the torture, Hensley starts to get angered and feel wrath. Until, Hensley found a shovel from a nearby alley and slashed it to her neck while telling her to shut up with a face of a man full of hatred. As shocked as I am at the happening, Hensley slashed her again, and again, until her appearance was messed up.

As Hensley is about to finish her head, the same siren earlier with the same old car appeared from nowhere once again and arrests Hensley, my focus came back when he’s inside the car, I tried to stop the policemen and explain what happened but they ignored me and they didn’t even touch me or arrest me even though I am a companion of the two, It looks like they only aim for Hensley, so I felt that this was a set-up made to destroy Hensley so I looked back to Lynn yet, the moment I laid my eyes on her, her body is turning into dust… instantly. I tried to report it to the policemen but their car engine already started. As I was about to speak a word, my breathing became clogged, I felt like I was suffocating from inside, I was forced to release a word but released blood instead. When I looked my eyes over Lynn’s body once more, its gone, seconds later I heard Lynn’s voice in the wind whispering:

“Go... luc... fr...”

After I heard the call, I noticed that Lynn’s decomposed dust was in the air around me and before I realized it, my throat started to feel like something was holding it. I realized that I inhaled her decomposed dust which ended me in a situation where I literally couldn't breath. Hoping that my suspicion about the dust was correct, I struggled to get my grandfather’s enchanted gun since it's the only nearest thing I have that has water. As the dust choked me tighter, I managed to pour the enchanted water reloads to my mouth, and yet, it didn’t work. As I tried to cry for help I fainted.

The moment I got consciousness, I was in a hospital, without knowing who saved me or something. As I finished this entry, I realized… are everything that has happened in these last months… normal?