Shocked. I am shocked about the things I've witnessed. Rain is lying on the floor with her head out bursted all out. Her brain plastered on my cloth together with its blood. My tears begun to fall down and I do not know how to stop it. It seems like a river that merely flowing with no ending.
I hold my hand hardly to lessen the space it occupies then cut the tape with my fingernails. This trick was taught to me when I was young, at first, I know it wasn't helpful but as I start solving cases that brings me near to death it became a big help.
After I unleashed myself, I go near at her and as I walk along, I heard a noise from footsteps that is slowly vanishing, the killer is escaping. I see a silhouette that's slowly fading at my sight. I let that killer escape, because as she died, I lost my interest, it seems like her death sucks my energy and I felt like I am lifeless the same as her.
I kneel infront of Rain's dead body and hold her hand. This girl isn't just my friend. This girl isn't just my partner in crime. She is the girl I treasured the most among everybody else.
As I look at her body, memories are vividly flashing. I still remember when she fought for me when I was bullied by someone. I still remember when we put some icings on my face that irritated me but then it ended up a happy moment. I still remember when she pushed me at the river from the bridge and as I fell, she jumped for her to swam on the river the same of what I did. I still remember those memories of ours.
She maybe savage for she killed beings but she is good. She was just veiled with hatred that provokes her to seeked revenge. She caused trouble in the eye of everybody but she caused a lavish euphoria within me.
“Rain..." I start talking, “Sorry... Sorry for I didn't protect you. Sorry... Sorry for I didn't save you from danger. Rain... Sorry for everything. And lastly," I shed my tears, “Thank you for making my teenage life exciting, for bringing me out from darkness and let myself saw light that's waiting from afar. To let myself withness hope that's waiting onwards. And most of all, farewell to you my friend. I love you..." I stand up as the police car's whangs. They open the door up and confronted me.
“What happened?" they asked.
I tell them everything that happened a while ago. An ambulance has come and their stuff— the nurses, carry her body.
After everything, the policemen went out together with some nurses around. And I am being left behind in this room.
I start walking through the door. And as I walk I stepped something at this dark place near the door. I hold it and lift it up, it is heavy, and i-it is a... It is a shotgun. Shit! This was the thing that has been used.
I get flashlight at my pocket, I observed the scene but it gives nothing. There was no clue aside from this shotgun.
I wouldn't waste my time for the fingermarks test. It would eat too much time. I rather spent in on investigating than waiting for the result.
I am about to go out when I see a blood that caught my attention up. It was just a tiny one but it maybe a big help!
I look again and I saw black stuffs, it were all over the room. What's this? What are these stuffs?
While I am observing, I heard a gasp from nowhere. I quickly put shotgun down and look for that person, I went out and look at every part of the woods. T-this is familiar. I-is this their old house?
As I didn't saw who was that.
I went back inside the house to get the shotgun and left this place but after how many years of looking that shotgun, I lost my guts of looking for it. It was nowhere to be found. It just vanished suddenly.I pointed my flashlight again in the floor, and I was shocked again of what I had witnessed. A blood, again?
What's this?
Observing everything deeply, you couldn't sense any mistake. It was planned. It was all out sequenced. But the questions here are, where did it came from? If this blood came from the killer, it will be impossible for that killer was way too far from us. So why does this floor has blood?
Ugh! Things are getting bizarre.
To be continued...
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Mystery Behind Jorogumo's Secrecy
Mystery / ThrillerJorogumo exists, a dreadful creature that fears people. But is it really existing? Or it is just an act played by manipulator? James Caleb Bayron (detoire) and Rain Charity Magnus presented, "Mystery behind Jorogumo's secrecy"