Do you believe that serial killer has feelings? he had, but he threw it away a long time ago. right after he realized that his soul had left his body that was filled with blood.
other people's blood.
blood poured from his raincoat which was completely soaked by the splash of blood. with a flat gaze he stared at all the lifeless corpses in front of him while holding a fork between his middle and index finger. slowly he glanced at his right hand which was holding a fork completely covered by the dark red color under the night. suddenly his vague memories of the past, made him look back with his trembling hands when he killed someone for the first time before. remembering how frightened he was, filled with grudges and his lost sense of reason, he currently believed that regret was not an option. As soon as he stuck the folding knife into her chest, it was the last time he felt the warmth of the existence of a soul within him. for the first time this young master from a distinguished family with considerable martial achievements sobbed like a baby, With eyes that could barely see because his eyes swollen and filled with tears, he saw the face of the person he cared the most in this world slowly leaving his body with a face full of disbelief and .. fear.
his head which continued to throb in pain because the blood did not stop gushing from his temples, his breath was stifling due to several fragments of his ribs that had pierced his lungs, with several wounds that tore and pierced the muscles in his legs that no longer be moved, can only kneel stiffly next to his lover.
That feeling .. the feeling that was tight and painful in his chest at that time, He didn't even know how many times he had stabbed at someone who had the same look, the same smell, the same hair color, the same voice, even the same touch. At night his hands are covered with blood with a face like a child who needs enlightenment from all his faults. but at dawn, he is just a young master of a large company that loved by his employees. For years killing, slaughtering and throwing away his corpses, he was never caught and even became one of the suspected. he kills so recklessly, but luck always cleaning up his evidence that leading to his crimes.
in the morning, just like any other morning, he always woke up after he fell asleep for about 4 hours. he is the type of person who always carries out his duties in a structured manner, so of course things like making the bed and drinking warm water after waking are never forgotten. cleaning the house, exercising, bathing and making breakfast are his daily activities in his apartment on the top floor, even though he owns this apartment building and have a wealth that can fill tens of trucks and hundreds of swimming pools, he live alone in an apartment that enough to accommodate dozens of people simultaneously without any servants or guards.
instead of using the pile of cars that filled one floor of the parking lot on the second floor, he chose to rides his bicycle every time he goes to work. in his suit and sling bag containing a card and a flashdisk containing all important company data. always like that every day. and it provoked an evil plot against him who wanted to take advantage of the undisguised wealth of a man as rich and famous as him.
that night he came home late than usual because of the celebration of the 10 years of the establishment of the company he built, coupled with the heavy rain tonight, he waited a long time but the rain was getting heavier than before. Many rides are offered, both from employees, taxi drivers who have even opened their doors, and even unknown women who stop right in front of him and offer their umbrellas and a room key with a sweet smile on her lips. But the man just smiled as he shook his head in His raincoat while holding his bicycle.
to the point that, someone was finally able to persuade him to come with them, with a hit directly behind his head. after a long time he didn't feel any pain that made him pass out, awakens something in him.something that made him recall the past, and brought him to the feeling of that time.
he finally woke up right in the middle of a circle of people wearing black clothes with a dim light in the middle, those who were sitting and eating instant noodles stood up in panic, as if they could not believe that someone would wake up so quickly after being injured which is not only directed at his head. with a body that is tightly bound tied tightly with smelly rope that had just been bought from the supermarket, he sat there with a face covered in wounds and bruises.
his eyes glanced around, and asked who they were and what their purpose was. Instead of answering, they burst out laughing and even one of them spat right on his face. While laughing and humiliating this 28 year old man, they told their intentions slowly how much they hated and want to destroy conglomerates from birth like him. After doing all the torture and continuous threats, that five men finally slept after tying the bound man to a pole right in the middle of the room. because it was too long to wait for dawn, someone who should have been assigned to see the man which is tied fell into his dream.
before the man who was assigned to guard him completely fell asleep, his mouth who was tied up right now muttering the numbers that appeared in his head." 595... 596... 597.."
the more he counted, the faster his heart beat, " 598... 599.."
until finally a grin appeared behind the cover of his mouth which left scuffs on his face, "..600"
at the same time, the rope that tied him so tight that he could not breathe and made his left arm and left shoulder dislocated because of it finally loosened. his body that lay covered with wounds and broken bones slowly sat stretching his whole body slowly, after wear his pants back on, he stood up and walked over to the person who should have the responsibility of keeping him awake.
His two eyes were glancing at the iron fork in the noodle bowl which contains the rest of the noodles with used seasonings packages that have been eaten, making him think of something interesting. he returned the penknife into the pocket of his raincoat, and then took the fork which still had the noodle seasoning at the end of the fork with a plastic covering his hand.
Then he walked back to the man while carrying the trash noodles they ate earlier, quickly with his right hand put the trash into the mouth of the man who was still wearing his along with the fork inside, so that before the man wake up from His sleep, the fork had already pierced his neck. his body wriggled in pain as he stretched his way to escape the man wearing the raincoat, but his efforts ended after blood that came out from the back of his neck and mouth started pooling around him. After stopping moving, the man in his raincoat got back up and wiped the blood and saliva from the victim on his raincoat. After that he glanced at the other man dressed in black, and wondered what other method he would use with His pork.
After several hours had passed, all the men wearing all black clothes with their faces still covered with masks bathed in pools of their own blood. With a flat face he stared at one of the man dress in black that was still choking with the blood on his neck, he then said after stepping the fork deeper and deeper into the man's neck, "You guys really bore me out. so just go die."
He takes the watch which they stole from him and looks at the current time, "it's almost the time" After seeing the two hands of the clock that were almost 90 degrees straight and forming perfect elbows, the man in his raincoat looked around, which he had not had time to do before. After a while he walking to the pole that was previously the place where he was tied before, then kicked it with just one kick and then knocked the old warehouse into pieces. and luckily, he was right under the roof which had been broken down, so that he didn't get single hurt from it.
After he passed the rubble of the surrounding buildings and took all of his belongings, he walked through the forest and found his bicycle that had been which purposely dumped by them. even with a sore waist and aching back, he still pedaled his bicycle until he reached his apartment.
He fell exhausted as soon as he closed the door. "I'm home.." with a wobbly body he returned to his feet and do his best to put things back in their place, then he turned the warm water over his head and fell over his toes. aching and aching sensation filled his body, and that pain grew stronger as the water flowed through his lower body. instead of moaning in pain, the two glowing brown eyes stared at the ceiling blankly while sighing heavily every 15 seconds.
with just wearing only his bathrobe, he went to the bedroom with water still dripping from his hair. languidly he opened the door, then press the light switch. a room designed with a blend of luxury and minimalism makes this room look so radiant and comfortable at the same time. he immediately threw himself onto the bed and pressed his face against the pillow, "I'm sorry I got home so late today, honey." he said.
slowly his hand grasped a hand from under the blanket and then held it tightly, "I have some small business that I can't meet you sooner" He then directed the hand to his face and rubbed the pale palm that had a wound on his face. "I'm really exhausted today," he slowly opened his eyes and frowned as if asking for something, "can you do it as usual?"
"I'm okay with your touch ..." this man slowly smiled, "Besides, that's the only thing that makes me feel comfortable."
slowly he stroked the hand across his face and slowly began to fall asleep. That night, the man in the raincoat finally fell asleep after a long time with a piece of woman's right hand with a silver ring on its ring finger.
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