NİGHT KİLLER

CHAPTER 3

Gökçe...

I slammed the door and left the room, I needed to clear my mind a bit. I checked my pocket for money and found out that I only had 30 liras.

I went to the 14th floor, there was a restaurant there. It was 2:30 in the morning and I wasn't the slightest bit sleepy, but I was very hungry.

“How much is the mixed toast?”

"22 TL" said the waiter.

"Okay, one mixed toast" I said and handed him the money and took 8 TL as change.

I sat at a table in front of the cash register and waited for the toast, and about 5 minutes later my toast arrived.

I said "Thank you" and went out to the terrace and there was no one there.

The wind had blown my hair into my mouth and as you know, I ate the toast along with my hair.

My toast was finished and I was still on the terrace. Since the terrace had a sea view, I was looking at the sea and I never wanted to leave.

I felt a hand on my shoulder and I was about to turn around when a knife was held to my throat.

"Hello Gökçe"

"Who are you for God's sake?"

"Okay, I'm telling you. I'm the night killer," said a robot voice.

"Stupid, there are a lot of employees in the back."

"I think it's just their bodies."

"Let me go or you-"

"What can you do?" he said and made me hang down. "For example, can you throw me down from here?"

"Yes"

"Maybe," he said, "but I'll do it before you do," and he let me down. It was impossible for me to live, I only felt a splitting pain, I was sure my whole body was shattered. This was the end of me, and it would soon be the end of all of us.

***

1 month later Semih...

There had been no murders for the last month, but that didn't mean there would never be a murder.

Schools were open again, but we were not going.

Gökçe's death devastated each of us. Ere's mother was in a coma and his father was in a very difficult situation.

Eren was fine and was discharged yesterday. Today we were going to organize a party for him.

"Where will this party be?" said Mine.

"Can it be at my house?" said Adriana, "it's quite big, we'll be more comfortable."

"I think so too," said Cloud.

"Okay, then let me go home and start making preparations," he said and left the cafe where we were sitting.

"This girl is the murderer," said Mine.

"Don't be ridiculous? Girl detective," I said.

"This is an advantage for him," he said, and he was partly right.

"But he killed the murderer," I said. "If he was a murderer, why would he kill someone he collaborated with?"

"You are a real idiot," he said, "Did you see any blood on the corpse? Let me answer that you didn't, because the knife was a toy." That's right, I don't know if I saw blood, but how does he know?

"How do you know?"

He stood up, put his hands on the table and extended his head towards me. I didn't believe it at first when he said, "Maybe you're joining me," but he said it so convincingly that it was impossible not to believe it.

"Fuck!" I said in alarm.

"Idiot, did you really believe it?" he said and sat down with laughter.

"Ha ha very funny" I said and looked out the window.

What? There was a completely black person looking at us from the window of the building opposite us with a corpse in his hand.

***

"Oh, that's exactly the building, I'm saying I saw it, don't you understand?" I said to the police who did not believe me.

"Okay," said the annoying old cop, "we'll go in and take a look," he said, then entered the building with the doctor and a few people.

Soon they came to us with a stretcher.

"I told you,"

"Okay, kid," he said. KİD?

And everyone hugged me.

At that moment, Adriana started screaming.

"Then let the party begin!" he said and blew the confetti in his hand.

Everyone was dancing and eating snacks; I was trying to find the sink. I finally found it and left after doing my business. Just as I closed the door, I felt a hand on my shoulder and quickly turned around; Enamel.

"Hello," he said smiling.

"Hello?"

"Well..." he said, "I don't know, that's just it."

"I'll go" I said and tried to turn around and leave but he stopped me.

"Stop, don't go," he said and put his hand around my neck. "Shall we dance?"

"In front of the sink?" I said and he started laughing.

"Oh, no. Come on," he said, and we took his hand and went downstairs.

I wasn't very talented at dancing, but I was trying to do something.

We were dancing like we were masters. But we were so focused that we weren't dancing, we were living.

Everyone stopped and started chanting words of rebellion. Suddenly, the whole house was covered in crimson light and a different sound began to be heard instead of the song.

"Did you miss us?" a robot-like voice asked. he said and everyone left the house screaming.