Prologue

“Hh…”

The liquid splattered on my cheeks. My eyes were covered with darkness as dark as the night. The insects and crickets sing a lullaby to the bluish-white moon.

The serene evening was shattered by mayhem, turning the skies red with blood.

“S-Stop…” she groaned, begging for mercy.

So, she’s still alive. What a tough crack. I don’t want to hear her voice.

I gazed at the other corpse. He isn’t moving; he must be unconscious.

“Hes-”

My lips formed a curve.

“Argghhh!” she screamed.

I struck their heads intensely. Watching them lying on the ground… bleeding. Mouths are open, hoping to call out for help without voices. Their fluttering fingers and those eerie eyes staring at me gave me chills.

Not yet satisfied.

“Hahaha!” I laughed—an evil laugh.

The hair on my arms stiffens.

Killing wouldn’t have been so amazing. This is a fulfillment for myself.

“Ahahaha-"

I was about to laugh again and strike my victims when I sensed someone else, aside from the three of us, was here in this room.

My mouth closed. Slowly, my grip loosened on the murder weapon, lowering my hands. A bizarre shadow flickered in the left corner of the room. It was then I realized I was stumbling on the corpse. Silently, dropped my weapon and remained silent for a moment to observe the noise.

*ttssskk*

I averted my eyes to where the noise was. It was coming from the left corner of the room again. Got myself composed and gripped my weapon. I walked to the left corner slowly to confront that annoying noise and clenched my weapon even tighter.

“Show yourself!” I bawled.

Nothing showed up.

I kept walking and soon found myself in the left corner. Shrugged when there was a rubbish closet.

*tsskk*

That strange sound came again. It doesn’t know when to quit.

Wait!

There’s still the closet; the only thing that hasn’t been checked yet.

A smirk formed on my face. Better show yourself, doofus, or else you will be the third in my corpse collection.

I clutched the weapon in my right hand. Using my left hand, I pulled the handle quickly.

“Hh!”

You. You are standing inside the closet. You looked surprised when you saw me. I stared at you from head to toe, completely puzzled. You glared at me. You seem… monstrous.

It sent shivers down my spine. You smirked—the kind that made my heart race in grave fear.

My weapon slipped from my hand as I froze.
You stepped out of the closet and grabbed me by the neck, lifting me.

I-I couldn’t b-breathe. I’m coughing, while my face is going numb, my hands brushing against your ice-cold arms. You stared at me, still wearing that eerie smirk.

At this moment, in this room…

You witnessed I killed two of our own…

And now I was the one who was being hunted.

I know I will face retribution…

But this is not supposed to be like this.

You are my witness, but simultaneously…

my killer