AS soon as his fingers landed on the keyboard, suddenly he felt like he already have a lot of ideas for the first chapter. He looked like he was being possessed by something as he keep typing the very first chapter of Fiction 365.
Chapter 1
"The smelly corpse in the abandon road gained a lot of attention from those pedestrian who were walking pass through the area. The smell of the corpse is very strong and terrible."
Sehun shut his eyes and took a deep breath, imagined that he was is in one of the character. After a few minutes, he opened his eyes and proceed to type the chapter. Without any hesitation, his fingers began to dance on the keyboard again.
"...According to the forensic experts, the corpse was leaved there more than 48 hours which caused the corpse was so terribly smelly. Also, they were never expected that the case was normal case because this corpse is the 5th corpse that they have found."
Suddenly, Sehun stopped from typing and stared at the laptop in frown. "Why do I feel like I've been in this situation before?", he whispered to himself. He already every idea that he has on the virtual paper in front of him and now he was ran out of idea.
"I need to find some more idea.", with that he stood up to the kitchen and open his fridge. Taking out his favorite juice and poured it into a glass and brought it to the hall. He put the glass next to him and began to type once again.
"...The pattern of the killing is the same as those previous victims. Every victims that were killed by this anonymous person will be marked 365 on their forehead. Not to mention their almost broken neck."
He was imagined that the victim's neck was being slashed until his veins all were cut off. A lot of blood ran out from the victim's neck and the killer let the victim die before nocking the forehead with numbers; 365.
"Okay guys, I hope that's scary enough.", he sighed.
"..."Sir, this case isn't a normal case. You can't just send the newbies to investigate this case. It's indeed dangerous.", one of the police officer said as he slammed his hand on the table in the meeting room."
"The officers get into his room and slammed his door shut. He kicked the wall and threw all the documents on his desk before relaxing himslef. He need a help. No, scratch that. He need a lot of help. With that he pulled out his phone and dialed a number, in other words he was calling for some help; a very speacial help."
"Whose name should I put?", Sehun thought by himself, bitting his lower lips and began to search for some names. In a few minutes, he finally listed down a few names that he'll be going to put.
Using his friends name as the characters ain't a good idea. Who knows that those guys will accused him? Well, it was his but he don't want his identity as a Story Teller to be ruined.
"Well, if I used a foreign names ain't gonna be hurt, right?", he asked to himself. Suddenly the familiar note apps popped out on the screen as usual. Sehun rolled his eyes as he read the message.
"Wow, not bad Oh Sehun. You did it well. May I help you with the names?" |
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I Am The Story Teller
Mystery / ThrillerA story about an author who hide himself behind a name that no one knows who is he. He wrotes a lot of stories and some poems to express himself by using that name. He was quite popular with that name. He has been on hiatus almost for a year and his...