"What do you need?"Mark yelled,standing infront of Akio.
"What is a nitwit doing here,Akio?"He questioned to his brother,proceeding towards him.
Akio began breathing heavily.Mark could feel his fast breathing.He closed in to Akio. "Everything will be fine."He said,with an uncertain smile.
Akio's brother,Hibiki realised that It was not the right time to say anything.He turned back and exited the room,shutting the door with a soft noise.Mark went out to check where Hibiki went.He got out of the room .Suddenly,he was pulled and pinned on the wall.
It was Hibiki,with a fearfully beautiful face.He had an eyepatch on his left eye.His other eye was brown,a shade darker than Akio's.Hibiki took Mark's hand and ran it across his white face.Mark could feel a scar on the temple.
"This is what your lover has done."He said,as he squeezed Mark's hand tightly,forcibly picking it up and kissing.
"How did you know?"Mark questioned,anxiously.
"Don't worry,everyone here knows."He replied,with assurance.
"STOP IT AT ONCE!"Akio screamed at Hibiki,pushing him down,which led to his eyepatch come off.Mark could see the scar which seemed fresh as it was the other day.He tightly embraced Akio,due to the overwhelming disgust.Hibiki did not seem placid about it.
The entire day was as unstable and the night was not different either.At about midnight,Mark felt thirsty.He looked around for a pitcher but it was empty.Mark searched for the services bell but realized it might not be a good idea to call servants this late at night.He got up and swindled his way to the kitchen and filled the pitcher.
He had lost the urge to sleep and decided to stroll around the house.The house was extremely silent,except the occasional sounds of his footsteps hitting the wooden floor.Suddenly,he heard the sound of a lock click.
"Who could it that be?"Mark wondered.
Mark followed the sound,only to find it was the room next to his'.Mark was confused.He reached near the room but could not stand the odor coming from it.The room had a smell of straw,rubber and rotten meat.Mark noticed the door was slightly open.He peeped through the door,only to see something disturbing.
It was Hibiki,cutting open a jute sack and emptying out its contents.Mark saw it was a human silhouette,with a lean body,broken body frame and green flesh.Mark could see the flesh was even maroon at some places.It took Mark no time to realize that the body was actually a rotting dead body.
Hibiki seemed no less than a maniac at that point.He kept on licking the body and occasionally biting its neck.Suddenly,he thrust his tongue inside the mouth cavity,oozing out a dark greenish red liquid from the dead body.Mark began to shiver.Surprisingly,the pitcher which he was holding fell down,crashing into pieces.