It was a night with heavy and stormy rain, it was cold and very noisy. I coudn't even have a nice sleep, what's the problem today?

How i coudn't sleep well i get up of my bed and go to the kitchen of my apartment and drink some milk, that's so frustating.

— Creak! –

This sound comes from a door opening abruptly next to mine, it must be the neighbor who is drunk, Jake.

"Waa—!?"

...Was that a scream? i don't know because it's in another room... i'll go check him.

"...Jake?"

I ask for his name while i'm stading in front of his door, waiting for a answer but i can't hear nothing then just some little noises.

"...Jake, are you okay? Can i go in?"

For what i remember, Jake is a old friend of mine, to put it simply, the first one when i got here one year ago, but he just had one problem as a friend, his bad habit to be drunk all the nights, poor guy. He was left for his girlfriend 4 months ago, and now he's getting worse then before, i'm worried about him since he's a good person to me.

"Hey, If you don't answer soon i'll go in..."

"...There's no need to that... i'm fine..."

Eh? his voice is a little different...

"Really?... if you say so...then good luck to sleep today!"

"...Good night..."

"Night~"

Yeah, maybe because he's too drunk or he's still in puberty, ha. After that i go back to my apartment and go to my bed, i just got to sleep when the rain calmed down a little.

I got a little sleep, enough to be alive at least.

When it's already morning i get up and sit in the side of my bed looking in the window, it's a habit to do that every morning for a while. So after that i go change my clothes and do my breakfeast to eat and then i just sit in the counch thinking about what i will do today.

"...maybe i should see how is Jake doing..."

My life is not so interesting and i just go to work at 09:30 and right now is 07:26. So then i get up of the counch and go to the door's next to mine, Jake's apartment.

"Morning Jake,how are you doing? did you get to sleep well yesterday?"

...no response at all.

"...I know the answer it's a little obvious but i just want to talk a little with you...it's little boring here, you know that right?"

...no response again. Is he ignoring me?

I try to open the door to see what's going on, it opened for my surprise. Why did he left the door opened?

Then after looking at the door i notice that's not normal. The doorknob is little broken, i don't know how i should put this in worlds... wait.

I see blood in the wall inside of Jake's apartment and i suddenly feels shivers in my spine. I hope is not what i think it is...

After that i go inside the apartment and start walking a little slowly in direction to the blood's indication. I confess that i'm a little afraid...

"Tic, toc, tic, toc..."

It's a sound of a clock coming from the last door, i think it's where the start of the blood are. I hesitated for a short moment but then i keep going in the sound of the clock's direction.

The door of his room was half-opened when i finally got there.

I saw a arm in the floor, there was a lot of blood in there that i coudn't even breath properly.

When i opened all the door to se properly what's there i saw a terrifying vision, that i coudn't even imagine it that i would have nightmares at night.

It was cold.

I saw it, i saw all of his body left in the floor full of blood, it was so scary, i'm scared.

His body in the floor, the cold air, my body shaking, and the clock ticking.

"Tic, Toc...DING—"

"— A-AH!–"

My voice refuse to let out a scream, my heart is beating so fast while i'm with my eyes wided opened. Then i runned so fast to his body without second troughts to check if he still alives. Why did it happened? How it happened?

I'm so confused and scared.

I try to pick up my phone but i remember that's not with me, i left in my apartment. So i runned away to go out of there and i start to scream, with all my strenght that i have.

"PLEASE! SOMEONE HELP ME! CALL THE AMBULANCE! –"

I start to breath very hard and i keep screaming: "CALL THE AMBULANCE, PLEASE!"

Then the others neightbours was getting out with a really pissed off face.

"What's all that noise soon in the morning!?"

I trought "Finally".

"PLEASE MISS, MY FRIEND IS HURTED AND THERE'S TOO MUCH BLOOD IN THE FLOOR! CALL THE AMBULANCE!–"

Then i start remembering Jake's body full of blood, and then my vision started to get blurred and the voices of the neightbours was fading away.

"Hello!?– Oi!"

I fainted of all of the times. The very least i could remember was a cold feeling and bad sensations.

_-_-_

"...Ms.Dianna?"

I hear a voice while i'm still awakening. I finally see where i'm, it's a hospital.

"...Who are you?..."

It's a man with a grey suit and a hat. Maybe he's a detective.

"I'm detective Kazami Gary. I'm here to ask you some questions..."

"...First of all, how is he?"

The detective was a little hesitant but he answered me honestly.

"He's dead."

Wow, he's pretty direct with his words but i don't hate it. But it's very hard to believe that Jake's dead, that's sad...

"Is that so?...well, now you can do your questions..."

"...Fine."

I looked in directly in his eyes to give to him a firm answer, i want to know who killed Jake too.

"So, when was the last time you saw Jake? except the part you found him dead."

"The last time?..."

_-_-_

Let's stop one moment and remember how we met, it was last year right? yeah, i was unpacking my bag in my new apartment, when i finished to unpack all my stuff, i saw a guy in the next door entering in his apartment, it was Jake. But how i'm a little polite i did a bento to give this to my new neightbours and greet them, just like usual when i change of apartment.

So i knocked in his door waiting for him answer my call. Then he opened the door:

"Hello there, i'm new in this neightbourhood and i'm giving this to show that i wants to be in good terms with everyone!"

He was just standing there leaning on the door wall, he had a good-looking.

"...ah, sure, you're the new neightbourhood here right? sorry, i think i drinked too much today so can you come again tomorrow?"

That explain why he stinks alcohol.

"Ah, fine but, can you accept this? it's a gift from neighbor to neighbor."

"...why not? thank you..."

Then without any hesitation he closed the door after taking my bento that i made as a gift.

So now i can see that one of my others neightbors is a drunk person, but well i don't have a hate for that or anything, i just think it's not good for health exagerate in the drink.

After that night i went everyday to his apartment and he to mine, we created a good relationship, but he was a chicken too.

And then after one year, that happened to him...

_-_-_

Now, going back to the present.

"...It was last night, yesterday."

"Yesterday? and how he looked?"

"Well, to tell you the truth i didn't saw his face or anything, i just heard his voice..."

"Okay then, how his voice looked like? sad or angry? or anything like that?"

"Ah."

I remembered about his voice, it was different from usual, maybe it wasn't him...?

"Ms.Dianna?"

"Oh? sure, it was a little different then usual..."

"...How so?"

"I can't really remember what exatly because i didn't paid much attention in that, but i can tell you that his voice was more mature and soft in the same time."

"Oh yeah? so are you trying to tell me that it was not him?"

He have a sharp mouth, how expected of a detective.

"Maybe, i don't know exatly."

"...Alright, i think that's enought for today."

What? is he done already? that was very quickly...

"Already? then bye..."

He nods to me while he's already leaving of my room.

Ah, wait, i forgot to ask him about Jake's family... I can ask him later.

_-_-_

I was totally lost in my thoughts, confused. Tomorrow is now today, finally over but waiting for the detective to ask him a more few questions.

"Tick, tock, tick..."

She's hearing the sound of the clock that it's positionated up in the door of her room, of the hospital. It says it's already 13:12.

– Clank—

She looks at the door while seeing the detective entering and greeting her with nods. She smirk at him: "I'm gladly to see you again today as well Dt.Kazami."

"...Me too. Then i may talk with you today as well?"

He makes a small smile with his lips while he's sitting down and looking at me.

"So... i guess that you're not here to exchange contacts with me, am i right? go on."

"Haha, you got me miss Dianna."

"Fine, but can i ask you a few questions too? i forgot to ask you yesterday..."

"...I'm listening."

I take a deep breathe and then i look at him in the eyes.

"About Jake... how his family's going with all that pressure?"

"Well, they're all shocked and sad because of Jake's death..."

_-_-_

From what i heard from Jake, he told that his family always treated him well, and they always worried about him when he is drunk or if something is bothering him... But only his brother didn't cared that much about him, he always ignored Jake, but Jake always tried hard to be friends with him.

Jake's family is in a good situation of money, well... that means he's not poor, just a rich drunk, even if he is rich he didn't cared about money that much so he decided to live in apartment. And his family wanted him to be the next heir of all the fortune's family when they decide the right time, in other words, the successor of the title of head of the family.

It's like a tradition passed from generation to generation...

"...Miss Dianna? It's looks like you're distracted with another thing."

"...Eh?..."

Ah, i got lost in my thoughts again...

"No, sorry... so what i wanted to ask is how was the reaction from his brother..."

"Are you suspecting of him?"

"What? No, it's not like this... is just..."

I hesited.

"...Uhm, well, Jake was very approached with his brother... so i just got a little worried with his little brother."

I grin.

The Dt.Kazami looks at me with a little surprise in his eyes but he quickly replies me: "He looked a little indifferent, but it looked like he was feeling uneasy..."

Wow, is it what they call of 'heavy conciensce'? it's not like i'm saying that he is tge murderer of his own brother... is just speculation.

"Oh, i understand. And when is the Jake's funeral? I did' like to go too.."

"Ah, about that... it's next week, thuesday."

"Hm, got that."

"Any few questions miss?"

"Huh? No, for now it's over..."

_-_-_

The Dt.Kazami asked me a few more question about Jake's daily life, about his last girlfriends and the persons who hates him too, everytime he cames to visit me. But well, there was a lot of people who hated him but, there was a lot of people who liked him too right?

It already passed 1 week until then.

"...Thank you for your time today as well, Miss Dianna."

"Ah, you're welcome Dt.Kazami"

I gently smiled to him, nodding.

"So... You're out tomorrow, am i right?"

"Haha, happily."

"That's good for you. But i think i'll miss you a little too, miss Dianna."

"Ah, don't worry detective, we can talk sometimes while i'm working. It's a gay's bar."

"Oh really?—"

He interrupted himself a little surprised but then he keeped going.

"But wait. Aren't you a girl?"

Yeah, he's right. I'm a girl, but the bar needed urgently a employeer so also me needed a job. So i tried to take this job and do a cross dressing of a boy. They accepted, for my surprise. But nobody in the bar like the clients knows about it so they think i'm a guy too, and some guys even try to hitting on me but how i'm a girl i refuse then with simple words: "Oh, don't even try it or else you're going to burn if you get more closer to me.".

But they still coming every night to the bar and just talk to me normally. But without trying to hit on me.

"Oh uhm... If you want to know about that you just have to go to the bar looking for someone called 'Dean', okay?"

"...I get it. See you then Miss Dianna."

"And you don't need to be so polity now, just call me Dianna."

"...Dianna. You can call me Gary as well too."

We both smiled to each other. Stop to thinking about it now, he have a great appearence... his dark brown eyes, his pale skin, his white grey hair trying to cover his eyes. He's a good-looking detective!

_-_-_

Today is thuesday, the day of Jake's funeral. And my last day here in this hospital too.

I finally will get out of here and give a proper goodbye to my very and good friend. Jake Himono. It's his full name.

"..."

...Why nobody is coming to my room? They should at least come here and warn me, right? Maybe i should call then...?

"........."

Okay. I'll call them.

I pick the buttom in my right side and press it to try call them, but no response at all.

I think it already happened to me before...

I press it again but nobody come again. What's happening? Why nobody is answering me?

Then i start to hear steps getting close to where i am, my room. The door is closed so i can't see exactly who is behind the white door, but i can see a shadow in the floor behind's door.

Wait. It's not what i think it is... is it?

Maybe someone is here to shut me up? But i didn't see anything of what happened with Jake! Ah but i don't have sure if it really is it. Maybe i'm imagining things too early...

"........"

Did he said something? I can't hear it.

"...Dean..."

...What did he said?

I get up of the bed while taking off all the stuffs of my arms and pulses, and i starts walking slowly to the door trying to not make any noises that he could hear. I try to get close to the door to hear what he's exactly saying.

"...Dean..."

Ah. I need to get out of here.

I go back to my bed and try press the button several times. It won't work. So i look in all the ways to find any way to get out of this situation.

"....."

I think he noticed that i saw him and right now i'm trying to escape. So try to close the door pushing my bed with all my strength. I don't think there will be time to do that ...

There is it. The window is the only way to go away from here.

"...Dean?"

I look back to the door where the man is standing. He's staring at me with such intense eyes right now, but with shock too. Who is he? He looks familiar. And he was calling me Dean now too, so he may be a client from my work... but how does he know who i am? And this voice is so... like last night before Jake's death!

"Dean, are you trying to kill yourself?..."

"Uh?..."

He says it looking at my eyes. But his look is scary like he's going to kill me or torture me.

"Don't do that... Don't you dare do that... Beacuse if you do i'll kill you."

I got chills in the same time, shivers got on my spine, trembling of fear with his glare on me. He's going to kill?

"...W-Who are y-you?..."

Shit. Even my voice is tremble.

"...Hah. You're talking to me now?"

"... E-Eh?..."

He looks down for little and put his right hand in his face, covering his mouth.

Why this is happening to me? Is he a stalker or he just doesn't like me at all? A hater?

_-_-_

He's trying to cover his face but i still could feel his stare on me. What's up with that guy? Then he suddenly grabs something that i couldn't see what was it because he was too fast, and threw it with all his strength in my direction. But it was going to my front so by reflex i stepped back and falled down.

Crash!—

"Cough!– Cough!... – W-wah..."

"What's wroong, Dean?"

Huh? Is he joking now? He almost killed me with that thing he threwed in my front!

"...Ugh..."

"Oh..."

There he is, standing in my back and glaring at me. What did i do to him? Because it doesn't look like he wants to be friends with me... More like hate. The room we are is now a mess, and there's nobody here to help me. It's empty.

"...What did you do to the others?..."

"Huh?"

What's with that reaction?

"Dean, i don't understand why are you worried about the others then you."

"Hah? I don't need to ask you about what's going to happen to me. I already know the answear."

"...Is that so? Well, they are all dead."

"U-Uh!? Wait."

I should try and make him change his mind to not kill me... No, maybe i should try to jump that window.

"...First of all, why do you want to kill me?"

"That's not it, darling. I think you misunderstood something here..."

"What?"

Then why did he do all that? Shit. Even so i need to get out of here...

"So why did you killed them and tried to hurt me too? And all that mess..."

"Ah, did i hurt you? Sorry, but sometimes we have to feel pain to achieve our objective... or even hurt the person we love."

"The person we love? But i don't even know who are you..."

Do i know that person he's talking about?

"Ahaha. You're so funny Dean..."

When he said it he gets down and stay sitted down in my back while hugging me and sniffing me. That guy is crazy.

"Look, i'm not Dean... My name is Dianna."

"... Oh, so i was right..."

"Please... Stop it."

"With what?"

"...With... That kind of behavior, like hurting and killing people..."

"Ah, but i don't wanna do that. Only for Dean... I killed that jerk who you always call 'Jake', i killed those peoples who were in my way just to get close to you..."

He's crazy. He's crazy. He's crazy. He's crazy. He's crazy. He's crazy. I want to get out of here!

"P-Please... Stay away from me..."

"I like you... And for that love come true..."

While he's saying that he grabbed me in the position of "saving the princess" and carried me until we get out of the room.

"...I will get rid of all those who crosses our way."

"Uh..."

He said that with a sentence of death's face. He's very serious about it. That look on his eyes is like he's piercing his enemy. While i was carried in his arms, trembling, i felt tears in my cheeks, they're rolling down from my eyes from fear. Seeing corpses in the floor while walking, full of blood and in the same way that Jake's death. I want to throw up...

"...Dean."

He gives a creepy smile to me.

"I like your smiling face... But i also like to see your teary face."

He's a sadist. I need to go away... I need to...

"...Ah? It's already fainting? Well..."

I can't see anything anymore. It's all blurry...

"...It's better this way..."

I can't hear anything... even see.

God... Is that a punishment? But i don't know what i did wrong... only... that...?

_-_-_

- The hospital -

"So... Dianna is missing?"

The cops is in the hospital where Dianna was. While Dt. Kazami and his partner Dt.Furumyia is investigating the case.

Furumyia approach Kazami and whispers in his ear: "Are you worried about that miss?"

Kazami in response turns his way and make a unbelieveble face to him. Then he sighs.

"Go find something that might help us, okay?"

"Haha, you're so cold."

"That's my job."

After that Furumyia turns away and start talking with the others cops. While that, Kazami ask to a woman who was there with the another two cops. It's a witness who saw what happened.

"Excuse me, miss?"

"Yes...?"

"Can i ask you a few questions?"

"Sure, if anything that i can help with..."

"Fine... So, could you tell me what exactly happened here? From the start."

"Well... First of all i saw a man in a black suit and a dark glasses entering the entrance of the hospital..."

"...And then?..."

"Then after that i only heard small screams coming from inside, so i tried to go in to see what happened. That's when i saw a lot of corpses in the floor full of blood, i got shocked. Then i soon called the ambulance while i was getting out of there..."

"...That's it?"

"...Actually, after i called the ambulance i saw that man again but without his glasses... and carrying a woman in his arms."

"Woman? Can you tell how was that woman?"

"Yes... She had a blue-darked hair, a little pale skin and it looked like she was hurt."

"And her clothes?"

"... She was wearing a patient's clothes, light green."

"Hmm... Is there more to be told?"

"The last thing is that he runned away and entered inside of a grey car and left."

"...Okay, thank you for your time miss."

He smiles to her and then go away from there.

"... Where are you miss Dianna?...". He whispered to himself looking down.

"Yoh!~"

Furumyia surprise Kazami from the back.

"Ah. Did you find something useful, Furumyia?"

"Right, about that i only found a broken glasses, but without any DNA in there. Only blood of the victims was found..."

"It was dark glasses?"

"You got it very right."

"Can i see it?"

"As you wish, detective~"

Furumyia calls a cop and whispers something in his ear. After whispering to the cop he took something from the cop's hands.

It was a evidence, the glasses.

"Here is it. You can look at it and appreciate..."

"Shut it for a second please."

"Oh, sorry."

The glasses are totally broken, but it doesn't look like it was cheap. Taking a good looking close now, there's a mark. It says "Moussir Good-looking". I think it's the place he brought from.

_-_-_