YS1: Yesterday's Torment ✔️

III. CLUES OF FACTS

Chapter 3

2–6 PM.

HOW MANY times do I have to look at the piece of this shit paper to figure what does it mean? I frowned. I guess it won’t be exciting as I thought. I can’t even determine this but I can assume that I am finding someone who is disabled. Deaf rather.

The paper that the old man gave me is a plain white paper with a monkey on it.

Yes, just a printed picture of a monkey attached with the paper. Yes. Nothing less, nothing more.

“What is this shit?” I can’t stop myself anymore to ask. They should at least gave me a clue. I looked at the two. “Hmm... next destination,” my forehead creased in this old man’s reply. Next destination? Means, I need to go to other places to find clue about who are they? Perhaps, my target rather.

“Seriously?” I asked in disbelief—narrow-eyed. The old man nodded at me as he stood. “Yes. You have seven more hours to solve that, I meant, all those. And, you are just hunting a human being. Nothing less, nothing more.” He stated before walking away from us. Now, only two people are occupying his room: me and Tyron.

Since there was no thoughts forming up in my mind, I rested my chin in my palm. My forehead creased when Tyron did funny faces. What the hell is wrong with this boy?

“What?” I irritatingly asked. He’s so annoying. He grinned at me, making me roll my eyes.

I can’t concentrate in this quest. Tss.

“What do you want?” I questioned impatiently. I was about to stand when he spoke. “UB.” He went on and then stood up. I sat there dumbfounded.

UB? Underworld bar?

That’s a clue, for sure. He won’t wait and won’t keep annoying me here for nothing.  Surely, the old man asked him to do that. To give me a clue. I grinned.

UB... Underworld bar.

The last time I checked there was yesterday. I’d got a fight with a girl then Tyron called.

UB... called...

My forehead creased as I remember me and Tyron’s conversation.

Wait up.

“He was finding you, again. And expecting you. Maybe he got gossips about what have you done so he is giving you another quest.”

Expecting me... shoot! The reason why Shantelle’s statement a while ago sounds familiar. 

“Alright. He’s in the room. And he is expecting you.”

Right. Old man is expecting me.

I looked at the paper where a monkey was attached. Deaf...

The person I am finding for the next clue is a deaf. Old man said that he is expecting me and maybe this one servant of him didn’t heard what he declared.

What the fuck.

I immediately ran to grab a knife and ran towards his door. I pointed the prickly part of the knife in old man’s servant in his door. The left servant. The one and only person who blocked me while entering.

It’s so easy! I didn’t even sweat.

This would be fun, I assume.

“Where or who hands does the next clue placed?” I asked, pushing the sharp metal of the knife to his bare neck. If he really won’t speak, I won’t hesitate to kill him. Right now, right where he was standing.

Still, he didn’t speak. I really don’t want to kill a human being, especially an innocent servant na nadamay lang dahil dito but the heck! He was trying my patience! What potion did that old man gave to his servant at ganoon na lamang sila ka-loyal dito?