Den of Monsters

Y1 Vol11: Embers

(Kiyoshi ashikawa's POV)

we're all nothing but a small dots in a bigger picture, that is nothing but a simple fact in our world, you...are a dot, a very small dot at that and i am a dot as well, a very small one too.

the distance between may be far or it may be close, hell it may all turn out to be nonexistant and you are a figment of my imagination or i the same...

though there are some dots who are bigger in this picture, ones that perhaps the entire picture revolves around, their moves and road in life affects us all somehow, they can't even be considered dots...they're spots that form the painting and we're all just effects added to said picture.

in any case, sometimes a small dot can cause the turbulent occurance of greater outcomes....

i huffed a small breath as i looked down to the ground before at my hands, a simple silent pistol, a knife and a cigarette packet are in my hands though the packet is nearly done as i await a small phone call from the old man to signal the approval of my march towards the sakayanagi's mansion.

it's a relatively big mansion with quite alot of guard booths around it, though it's oddly silent today, could be slacking off...

i sighed as i tried pulling another cigarette but alas...it's empty.

i groaned as i threw away the packet and leaned back my head upon the tree i sat behind.

where is gramps when i need him...that old geezer couldn't have dozed off could he?.

*ring ring ring ring ring ring*

the consistent sound of ringing made my eyes widened as i looked at the phone and...finally!.

i closed the call with him and made my move towards the nearby tree.

glancing a look behind from behind the tree i shoot the camera close by and continue on towards the booth.

i sigh as i put my gun slowly away and enter the booth with my knife in my hand.

as soon as i enter the booth my nose is attacked by a horrid smell of blood.

dried up blood at that...

i stand up from my crouching position and approach the guard on the chair and turn him around by hand.

as soon as i did my eyes widened in shock.

the guard's eyes had been gouged out and his ears punctured, inside his mouth were the two eye balls of hi and his hand had various cuts on it as if made in an attempt to kill himself.

"what the hell...." i mutter as i frown and leave the booth.

i glance a look at the cameras inside...they're all broken by something sharp not a simple bullet, the booths around have guards who are dead in a similar position.

i pull out my phone and...there's no service?!.

"the service was perfectly fine 30 feet from here..." i mumbled as i put my phone in my pocket and pulled out my gun again.

i step towards the mansion's door and open it and i truly wish i never did so....

inside the mansion was an even worse stench of dried up blood, rotting corpses and a weird smell of acid.

i look at the ground and there are 3 maids on the ground each one holding onto the other's throat as their hearts are in each other's hands.

i turn my head away as i feel my heartbeat grow faster and faster, i am used to blood and murder by now but this...this isn't simple murder, someone is making a circus show out of the dead.