⛓️~𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐆𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐃𝐢𝐞 𝐀𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞~⛓️

The death of Mariana Crimson

Saturday 19th of September, 1999
I was just making my way home from a night at Tamura's place, we were just hanging out and playing video games because I wasn't into the sexual stuff he does with the other students at our school, My mother also gave me a spare key since I can handle most of the outside dangers.

But, when I arrived home I saw an ambulance parked in our driveway for some reason. We never usually have other people here unless my mother invited grandma, or she was very sick and needed medical help. I quickly rushed toward the building and into the lounge area where I saw the most gruesome scenes in my life. So gruesome that my father fainted on the floor, he only faints around the sight of blood and right now there was lots of it splattered among the ground.... All there was left of my mother was her head and severed body parts across the floor. I didn't know what to do except shed tears and run straight to what was left but a police officer stopped me and said I wasn't allowed to cross the line or see her up close.

Through out the entire day I couldn't stop thinking about what I saw, my father was sent to the hospital at around 6:00pm because the trauma was too much for him to handle, so it's just me and my younger sister in the other room, I guess she was the one who called the ambulance to come here. Or my father did it before he fainted from all the blood. Everything was just so... traumatizing to the core, but who would do such a thing, that was one of my side questions apart from the million of other ones swarming in my head. "You're going to die alone..." "Huh? Who said that?" "You're going to die alone" "You're going to die alone" The voice kept repeating that over and over until I transported into my open space.

"Who are you... why are you telling me this?" I shouted towards the black shadow in front of me, before it became even bigger, big enough to tower over me and lean closer to my face. "I was the one" he whispered in a menacing tone that sent shivers down my spine. I tried fighting him off but all he did was stare deeply into my soul, his eyes were red and had black pupils in the middle, his teeth were sharp and dripped blood every time he opened his mouth, and the sound of his voice was like the whisper of someone from an alley way. I had a strange feeling that this person was the one who killed my mother, but I couldn't be too sure. "Why are you here?" I questioned with an angered tone, the person then cracked his neck it tilted it and gave me a sinister looking smile

"Oh? Why am I here you ask little boy?" He said, I nod a response before hearing a menacing laugh come from his cold voice "I'm the father of depression and psychotic mixed in one, I'm your dark angel. The one that feeds off of the negativity from this generation of teenagers." "So, you're the devil?" "Oh for gods sakes no! I don't have the guts to even meet such an inspiring soul like him. I'm a friend, or someone that you used to know at a younger age" "Wait, we've met before?" I questioned in response and he nodded with a grin, holding out his hand for me to take "Hold on, and then I'll show you who I was" I hesitated to take his hand but ended up doing so, strangely his hand wasn't cold but they felt very wrinkly and uncomfortable. In a few seconds the person took us to the past which brought me back to my old house.

"Mama! Mama! Melon made my shirt messy." "Ayah! Why did your friend do that to you?" The familiar voices of a little boy and a mother were heard until I saw that the little boy was me and the woman I heard, was my mother. But we both looked younger in this timeline, but who's melon? That's when I saw the person staring at a figure in the corner that looked strangely sophisticated, wearing a black tuxedo with a top head. He also looked very familiar to the creepy person next to me, even though I still didn't know their name.

"Who is that?" "...It's me, but before you went through puberty." "Your name is Melon?" the person laughed with glee and shook his head in disagreement "No no, my name is Mellenious, but you couldn't pronounce my full name so you called me Melon" he responded, but I was still confused on how he happened to appear back in my life. Whilst I was still thinking on that question Little me was getting cleaned off by mother and ran back into his room, I followed him in curiosity to witness something horrible in my old room.

I wasn't sure if It was mine or if it was a depiction of Melon's room but all I saw were drawing of people dying, my parents getting divorced and. It was all filled with horrid things "...Why are you showing me this, I don't remember all of these gruesome drawings before." "That's because this is my room fused into yours, to you your room was nice and innocent, but to me this room seemed to be what you would be like in the future" He responded with no emotion one so ever.

I checked the time on my phone and looked back at Melon with curiosity "so, are we done here or is there something else you need to show me?" "Oh yes! I almost forgot, theres something you need to see that might relate to your mothers death" Hearing this made me intrigued but also scared shitless to the bone, how can something from this timeline relate to what happened in the future? So many questions were swarming around my mind and none of them were answered.

Melon showed me an old photograph of my mother and her two friends from when they were in college on their last day, one of them was my father and the other one was Mr. Chun, but I didn't see how this was related to my mothers sudden gruesome death. "Mr. Chun and my father? How are they related to her death?" "Only one of them had connections to the person who killed your dear mother" He responded before handing me the frame of the photo, I looked at it carefully and saw that Mr. Chun was blushing in the photo alongside my father, I guess they both liked my mother in college. But why would Mr. Chun be involved with this? Did he believe that he could still have my mother after all these years? Or was he just afraid she would forget about him? I didn't know what the case was, but whatever it is I hope it would be reasonable to hear. Otherwise I'll just call the police and send them to jail straight away.

All of this time-lapsing and confusion had made me really exhausted and I have a test tomorrow, maybe I should skip it, at least I would have a good reason to skip my classes. Which is mourning the death of my mother, after saying that in my head my eyes started getting watery with tears and I started crying with anger. Surprisingly Melon was comforting me with a long hug and reassured that everything was gonna be okay. But after hearing that I still felt a chill down my spine that this was the beginning of a complicating murder mystery.

~ Link Keiko Crimson