Behind the Codes: Unravel

Prologue

"Everything is set. We will only wait for your orders, Master."

I nod, a sign that he needs to go.

I glanced back at the glass window and puffed my cigarette. This city is so peaceful at night. Fucking peaceful. The moments where the moon covers every shit that's happening on this damned world. Fuck the moon. Fuck the moon for everything that happened to them.

I glanced down upon hearing the sirens from the patrol cars.

"Go run, pandas. As if that shit of yours stops the crime and killing in this city. Psh."

I place my sight on the only thing that makes me alive on this world. Them. Their picture. Their fucking picture- damn those fucking assholes!

I heard a beep from my phone making me get a hold of myself. I have something to do. Something to unravel- the masks of those bullshits.

"We are here."

I closed the text message and pressed the button on my desk to open my office.

There goes my servants. Holding a criminal. A criminal who will say goodbye to this world after a little while. I loaded my gun and pointed it between his eyes.

"Who the fuck is your boss?" I asked.

He just glared. "I don't know. I fucking don't know. We haven't seen their faces!"

I'm tired of listening to this. It didn't even took me a second to pull the trigger. Dead.

I looked at my servants.

"Put his body beside the waterpark. Police will deduce that this is suicide. Leave no marks."

"What if the police finds out? It's against the la--"

"I am the law. The law is in my hands. Now go or you'll get to see that shit real soon."

They went out as fast as they can. Useless people. Doing everything for the sake of money.

I glanced back on the peaceful view of this city. The view that hid my killings. The view that hid my wrongdoings. The view that makes me superior. Killing is a game for me. It's a drug that runs on my nerves.

Memories flashed back on my mind. April 24th. 30 people died from a fire. Which I set up to kill those 'friends'. I worked clean so it was announced as accident. That was a year ago and no one even suspected. Humans. Tss.

I lit up another cigarette. No one can beat me. No one can reveal my secrets. No detectives can decipher my codes. A lie can be kept forever. Truth doesn't always win. Tss.