2nd January 2018
While I am walking home, I got a phone call from my parents, my adoptive parents, and I immediately pick up and listen.
It wasn't my parents voice, it was somebody else and he said, " Hi, I am the police are you the daughter of this phone?"
I immediately reply,
"Yes, may I ask what has happen?"
"The details is a secret, may I ask you to hurry come home and look it for yourself?"
I replied, "Yes." and immediately hung off my phone and ride in a taxi back home.
What I saw was unbelievable as I step into my house, I saw my adoptive parents covered in blood.
My god, this is crazy.
Is this a joke?
No! It will be going too far for them to ask the police to join in and I immediately ask the details.
He said,
"The woman over there isn't injured, she just fall sick and died while the man over there is the one whom lost all those blood.
A neighbour of yours in the next door said that she heard gun shot and immediately came running, all she saw was both of your parents lying there covered in blood.
At that matter of seconds, she never saw anybody around the area, all the doors are closed with nobody in.
She called the police and we soon came, we figured that the gun shot was fired by your mother as she is the only one at the scence."
"But it cannot be proven at all right?"
I said doubting my words.
"No, there were fingerprints of hers on the handgun and nobody else."
He said.
"It's impossible! She won't do such a thing! There must be some kind of mistake! The murderer must have jump off the window or walk offf through the entrance while the lady wasn't noticing."
I said panicking
"No, it is impossible for the murderer to jump off the window, here is the 17th floor of a HDB flat,
even if the murderer could do it and went to another room of another house, there wouldn't be as we look into every house as well as the CCTV outside."
The police officer said calmly
I started thinking,
'Would it be possible if the murderer is invisible? No, our world's technology isn't that good enough to create that kind of thing.
Then what happen here? How did they both get killed? Is it even possible that what they say is real?'
I sigh giving up and ask the police officer,
" Can I have the privilege to look around the crime scence here? I want to make sure that I have evidence of what you said isn't true."
He nodded and said,
" As long as you wear gloves and the shoes we prepared for you and you do not break anything, it is okay."
Afterwards, I start looking around and I saw something in my parents room, unbelievable, I immediately went back and ask the police to come with me.
I pointed at that, the poker card;
One and only poker card lying on the ground together with the tape surrounding it on the floor forming a human shape and ask,
"What is this? Is my father killed here? Why is the poker card here"
Hoping my doubts were wrong, he said,
"We assume that your mother try to kill him with the poker card but unsuccessful and instead use the gun outside in the living room as your father trying to run away."
Nothing ever goes my way, my doubts were right and I said to him,
"You are wrong, neither my mother nor my father would touch the poker card because they don't like this kind of things.
They wouldn't even touch it even if I beg them too because their history of their parents who gamble hunts them that's why they don't like poker cards and more like allergic to it if you would said that."
The police officer just stared at me thinking and said,
" If what you said is true and the murderer might have do all the work and putting you mother's fingerprints on the gun instead of his and clean up all of his traces in the house but how would you explain and know who's the murderer if he didn't appear in the CCTV or outside?"
I look at him in disbelief while all of a sudden, a realisation struck me,
'Wait! Even though there are a myriad of possibilities of who it might be but I felt a chill just now, what's going on?'
I look around the room thinking,
'It feels as if somebody is here with us in this room but who? It can't be, I cannot see anyone. Oh no! What if..?'
I started feeling cold and said, "Maybe it's back."
"What is back?"
The police look at me ask.
My legs started shaking,
"The series of murder case that wasn't solve from a few years ago, the murderer is still out there and he or she killed my parents.
I am very sure about it because that murderer's leaving style is always the same, leaving a poker card beside the victim.
We don't know for sure if the murderer is a male or a female, but I do hope is a male so I could punch him in the stomach for revenge and of course with evidence to capture him."
I said with a dark face
The police officer look at me like I was crazy and said,
"So let's assume that if the murderer is whom you assume to be, then this will become a lock house case?"
I nodded with agreement, he smiled and said,
"Too bad you are not getting any clues that can solve this case as well as the series murder case 7 years ago."
"Yes, but it seems that the murderer is very confident, unlike the style he used in other cases.
At least he left a murder weapon and the lock house mystery with me."
I said with agreement and soon realise something before I have a time to react, my stomach hurts a lot, I'm bleeding, no way, he is the murderer?
My vision is getting hazy as I tried to look infront of the window where I can see the reflection of the policemen, but all I could see was that his name tag is written as Mr Tan.
No way!
The last few words I could catch him saying was, "Retaliate is what I do.."