WHO AM I TO JUDGE?

CHAPTER 6

"Peter! peter wake up! I heard a scream."

This voice was not clear at first. Then after several slaps in the face, I woke up from reality.

"What the hell Meldy, mind your own business I'm trying to sleep." I said to her while scratching my back.

"I think I heard a scream earlier, a human scream." She said while looking at me.

"You're just imagining stuff, go back to sleep it'll pass out." I replied as I went back to sleep.

Then after a minute of sleeping, I heard a muffled scream. I knew it was a scream, so I got out of the bed and took the situation seriously.

"Now you believe me?." Meldy said as she prepares herself.

"When did you hear the scream?." I asked.

"About an hour ago, I tried to wake you up but you were fast asleep." She replied.

That night, I felt that something was not right. The air feels eerie and it has a feeling that someone just recently died.

"Wait here, I will check what's going on." I said to her while grabbing a metal pole from my bag as a weapon.

"I'll go with you." She said.

"Nah, you stay right here incase something happens." I insisted.

Carefully, I opened the door of the room and followed the sound. The voice led me downstairs. While searching for the source of sound I ended up in a small living room in the ground floor near the main door. I sharpened my senses especially my hearing, and caught a signal of voice 3 o clock from my heading that time.

"3 huh, then that leads me to the kitchen." I said to myself.

Carefully and slowly I went inside the kitchen. There was no one in the kitchen, but to my surprise all of the lights were turned on. The room of the old woman was in the 3rd level which is the highest level of the apartment and the kitchen was right downstairs, which made me think, why is the kitchen lights on? If she's sleeping right above me, then it's a common sense to turn off the lights in the ground floor because of 2 reasons. One, turning off the light saves electricity, and second, you will only turn on the light if it is needed, because if you will just turn on the lights downstairs while you are sleeping upstairs, then you're a complete dumbfck for turning a light on for nothing.

If the question circulating in your head right is now is "What if the old woman forgot to turn off the lights? Maybe she forgot to turn off the lights because of her old age.". Then you are also dumbfck for not checking again. That question was certainly not a theory to consider, because earlier that day when we took off the kitchen, I saw her turn off all of the lights from the kitchen to the living room.

"There's someone here, just a while ago." I said to myself.

I went to check the kitchen for any possible clues and signs but I didn't  find anything. I checked everything, cupboards, refrigerator, cabinets, under the table, and even in the toilet nearby, but there was nothing. Then I saw melted candle trace on the floor, It was really hard to spot on since it's not really visible because of the ray of light. I followed the trace and ended in an old long cabinet. To make sure of possible assumptions, I checked the floors one more time to check if the traces of candle melts were everywhere, but it only led me to the old cabinet. I also found a recently used matchsticks under the table. There were 3 of it. I stood up once again and went back to the cabinet,  Slowly, I opened it and what I saw inside surprised me. It's an old wooden door! Right inside a cabinet.

Now who would expect a door inside a cabinet? Of course the purpose of it is possibly to conceal the hidden door from visitors. By this discovery, It made me believe even more that there's a fishy activity going on the house. Despite being nervous, I knew that time that I had to do something or I had to explore something for the sake of our safety.

Slowly but surely, I opened the door and it led me to a ladder of cement. It was like a tunnel inside. Carefully, I went down slowly and discovered a room. It was dark inside but in a certain room, there was a room filled with candlelight. Slowly, I peeked through the door and what I saw was truly stomach upsetting. Inside the room there were dead bodies of human, some of them were hanging, some of them were chopped into pieces, and it even had a bathtub filled with blood which I believe a human blood. It was truly horrifying.

Inside the room was the old woman, humming as if she's knitting a sweater or a scarf for her grandchildren. But in reality, she was butchering a human meat like it was pork. The smell inside the room made me nauseous too, it was horrible. It's the smell that made me wanna vomit because of the strong kick of human stink and blood. I was about to leave the room and escape that time, when I knocked several things from where I was hiding.

From that point, I knew I messed up.

"I was planning to slaughter both of you in your sleep tomorrow evening, but it seems that you discovered earlier than I expected."