Two long excruciating have finally passed…
After I'm done with cleaning the toilet, I placed the mob and the bucket at the end of the long hallway and I dragged my giggity-ass down to the parking-lot.
Sitting down on the three-legged wheelie chair, I quietly observed the cameras monitor.
The rain outside is showing no sign of stopping soon, the relentless barrage of rain droplets has made small waves that keep splashing over the parking-lot slope. If this place doesn't have a draining systems, then this place would have been swimming with the fishes right about now.
It's weird now I'm thinking about it, there are dozens of big beefy men guarding the nightclub but then there's only me as the guard. Furthermore, this parking-lot is ginormous and the amount of fancy cars that gathered here is ridiculous. Aren't they a little too confident about their monitor system?
My cravings for cigarettes is making my mouth feeling empty, having that puff of nicotine floating around to keep yourself company in these lonely hours. During the whole 2 weeks of me trying to quit smoking, my mouth always felt annoyingly empty. And to help me cope with that emptiness, I used a cigarette filter and chew it.
It's not that enjoyable to chew on but it better than nothing.
To be fair, working down here isn't that bad. Beside not having Wi-Fi connection, it's better than being a security guard up there.
How do I say this, I don't like places that play obnoxious loud music with tons of people, it just made me feel so uncomfortable, anxious and just nauseating. The smell of cigs, sweats and alcohols mixed together creating this putrid cocktail of nasty odor. Yeah, I would take being alone over that anytime.
The nightclub is a perfect place for starting and creating your social circle, which is the more reason why this kind of place is meant for me – some who have too much. This is also the place where trouble lurks around every corner, the conflict between man and man, and dozens of other nefarious acts. Not an ideal place for me to just sit around and vibe in peace without getting distracted.
How do I say this… I love human and I just want to study them. Watching their every facial features, their breathing pattern and analyzing every single movement that they make then memorized it. That's the only thing that justify my existence in this world
Human are fascinating, they are different from just cold, mindless and calculative machinery or just some plain old boring computer chips. You can not predict or control their emotions. Ironicly, human are also one of the many mysteries that we ourself can't even decipher. Even in death, they will carry those secrets with down with them.
My job is dig it up, deep from within their grave and dissect it – literally. Yep, a dead body may has lost it function to think like a normal person but it still contained many secrets that they had been hiding it when they were still alive. Which is why… and what's better to do then to reveal and observe them? They can't resist me like when they were alive, they can't feel the pain from their mortal flesh so I can freely dig up any secret that they might be hiding… Explore them, get to know them better, do all of the things I could never do to em when they were still a living being.
However, there's one better "Mutant". Ohhh, they are just simply marvelous, I have been wanting to get my hands on one of them.
Beside our feelings, we human still have another question that have yet to be solved. The power that lies within us. They are not that far from those sci-fi movies that we know of, like the power of the Force as an example – The power that bury deep in our genetic structure.
And it's the Mutant Institute job to find it and enhance those abilities
Mutants are the artificially made. Based from the gossip that have been spreading around Srimmet, the Institute is located to be at the North outskirt of the city. Most of the scientific research about these mutants are for military, medical and commercial purposes.
There are also rumors that I had read on Polokis speculating that: "To successfully create a mutant with superpower, they used orphans as test subject. If the whole power enhancing process is a success then they would be sold to the military as bio-weapon.
Then yet again, these are just rumors. It's been over 20 years since the Mutant Institute was established but they haven't show any process of their findings. And the interest of the residents here about the supernatural, slowly dwindle over time. Suddenly, these serial killing just happened out of nowhere and there are yet to be an explanation for these cases. Now we are dying for an answer and the fingers are starting to point toward the mutants once again.
They used one mystery to explain another, which is kind of dumb but also amusing to see.
Mystery? I like to solve it. Human? I want to learn more about them. And mutants are being filled with mystery, which is why I'm obsessed with them. I can't control myself whenever I think about them.
But the only way for me to express that love, is for me to dissect them.
Five minutes before 4 AM, after the last car had finally left, I've also done with my shift. Luckily, no unfortunate incident had happened on my first day.
When I'm on my way to the upper floor, I received a message on my phone, It's from Kolnis:
[Something came up so I gotta dip first, after you done with your shift just head over to Wiko's office, he'll pay your check for today.]
The message had been sent half an hour ago but since I couldn't get any signal down in the basement, I can only check the message now
Following Kolnis instruction, I head over to Wiko's office and he thrown me a white envelope. At that moment, my hands starting to shake in joy, it's been ages since I got to have this much money
Mr. Benjamin, Mr. Simpson!! God bless you beautiful bastards!!! I will use your beautiful faces carefully.
"Hey Hung, where do you live my boy?"
Wiko suddenly asked me that question while I was too busy admiring the two presidents on my hands.
"Oh uhh I'm on the 11th Street"
One of his eyebrow started to flick up, like he it's saying: "Oh, It's that so?". Then he went back to look at his laptop screen.
"If there is nothing else you wanted me to do then I'll be off first"- I said as I put the envelope in my jean pocket – "Goodbye, sir"
"See ya kid. I'll see you on Wednesday"
But then he also add this particular line: "Be mindful about the late city street kid, especially when it's raining."
Right when I closed Wiko's office door, I looked over to the window. Outside, the heavy rain is still persistent throughout the night but not enough to the point where I have to stay here and wait for rain to stop. Beside, I need to head to class tomorrow so even if all of my clothes are going to be soaked, I still need to get back to my crib.
I quickly grabbed my umbrella, then hurried out of the club, walking in the middle of this summer rain.
"Brrrr, god it's cold!"
The calm atmosphere surrounding the empty city street once again. Beside the rain and my tired breathing, everything is engulfed in a state of tranquility. There is not a single sign of life anywhere. Even when I'm passing through an old apartment block, not a single light in sight. Right now, it's like the darkness had consumed everything.
This is quite an unpleasant feeling, It's like someone is choking me with their hands, making it difficult to breath and exhausting. The path ahead seems more and more blurry and endless.
In the air, a brief stench appeared mix in with the smell of the ground. It's smell like…rusty metal…which is not a very welcoming scent, mind you.
Then it just hit me, this… this is the scent of fresh blood.
" Scling, sczzzz, scling"
It doesn't sound anything like a wind blowing. It's more like someone is ripping a piece of cloth
But whoever it is, I'm have been walking alone on this road for the longest time. So having another human to accompany me on my journey back home is more than enough for me
Maybe I was correct. A few steps away from the bus stop, a small shadowy figure is sitting on a bench looking down on the ground. In a quick glance, this could be a figure of a slim girl, wearing a dark, sexy onesie dress. Her eyes are fixated to the water stream heading down to the sewer. I don't know why, but this scene just reminded me of "IT". God, maybe I am a little too obsessed about clowns.
I pretended to make a hard stomp on a puddle nearby to get her attention but it doesn't seem to go as planned. There isn't a single response from the girl face, not even the slightest. All of her attention is directed at the thing on the ground.
I closer I tried to get to her, the more putrid the stench become. And then, wouldn't you know it I was right beside her…
The horrible realization starting to reveal itself. Trails of blood running down the girl white pale skin. They slowly oozed out from her wrist then mixed with the rain and down to the drain it goes. In the palm of her hand, she's holding a paper cutter with blood splatter all over it.
"Sltzz"
Out of nowhere, the girl swung her paper cutter once more and carved it deep into her wrist. Cut after cut making her bleeding nonstop. Even so, her face shown no sign of pain, it's the same blank expression
Suicide?.. Is she trying to kill herself? If I were trying to kill myself, I would never try this method cause this look painful as fuck. But I gotta say, I admire this girl here for her bravery.
My mind is telling me to "Ay yo get the hell back bro" but there is some kind of supernatural force controlling my body. Then I subconsciously touched her shoulder without me realizing it.
"Hey, why are you sta…"
Shling. A light just suddenly flashed right by me.
A sudden knife swing, the blade of that paper cutter was only millimeter away from my face. If I didn't pull myself back in time, that knife would sliced right through my cheek
Plash
The slippery road made me lost my balance and fall backward. The umbrella that I was using also flew away, leaving me defenseless. This is bad
That scary chick slowly stands up, she turned her head toward me. Her eyes were blood red, she's smiling creepily at me. The moment she stood up, I realized that it wasn't just her hands but her thighs was also filled with cuts and bruises. Everything that just basically saying that she is a threat and a blood-thirsty maniac.
"I've found you" She pointed her knife at me and start to laugh maniacally.
Never in my life, I never felt so close in death presence. The only thing left for me to do in these kinds of dire situation: It's just to smile confidently.
"Young miss. Didn't your mother ever tell you to not point a knife at a gentleman that you just met like that, it's quite rude if I do say so myself"
But wouldn't know it, the moment I finished my sentence, she strikes me once more, I leaned back to dodge her attack. But this time she was able to leave a mark on me, I was bleeding from the side of my eyes if I was just a little bit slower I think I could have lost an eye.
Are you serious? I never wanted to start a fight, especially if it's a girl. But right now, she's leaving me no choice but to fend for myself, who know what else I could lose if I just let her do what she wants.
Using my arm as a base, I lowered myself down to ground and use my leg to sweep her off her feet. Immediately, she loses her balance.
Utilizing that open opportunity, I reached my arm out, grabbed what I can and start running for my dear life.
"SOMEONE, ANYONE??? PLEASE HELP ME" I tried to screamed with all of my might.
It's hopeless, not a single response. It's just like screaming into the void. Someone please, just look outside.
Even though I tried my best, my legs aren't moving as quickly as I wanted them to be. The scenario where I escaped this psychotic maniac just getting more and more bleak as I hear her footstep getting closer and closer to me
The only thing I got to do now is to face her head on.
While I was busy thinking on ways to deal with her, I turned around in a quick manner. However, this time, she's one step ahead off me.
Her black soaked hair is like dancing in the air. As she gentle place her head on my chest, a pain in my stomach start to appear as well.
A direct hit and I can't just dodge it like I did earlier. It was just so quick and powerful that the moment I've processed what just happened, the knife was already lodged into my gut.
My life start flashing right before my eyes, all thing that I have ever done in my life start coming back to me. Ahhh, even though my life was short but it was a life that's worth living
Mom, Dad, I'm sorry, I guess I didn't get the chance to repay you guys
I slowly closed my eyes
Getting killed by a girl this cute is my pleasure. Would this be my final request? To be killed by a cute stranger.
But then, when I opened my eyes again and what I see is not heaven but a cruel dark abyss looming over everything. I can still feel coldness in the air, the droplets of water hitting me in the face like tiny needles and the pain in my stomach was gone.
The wallet. The wallet that I was putting in my jacket pocket saved me from getting gutted like fish. Oh my sweat heavenly Jesus!! If I survived after this mess, I'll put this wallet on the wall and pray to it every single day. Not only it saved my ass, the wallet also disarmed the girl since the paper cutter is now stuck in wallet.
Pulling the cutter out of my pocket, I quickly threw it far away so that she couldn't use it against me, I'm not going let my guard down this time.
But weirdly, after that initial attack, she is still lying motionless on the ground. It could be that she just fainted due to the amount of blood she lost from those nasty cuts on her wrist.
It's like I just used all of my pent up luck that I have accumulated over the years, have finally been utilized at this very instance. There are way too many close calls and I just roll a 20 on every single one of them. I dusted my jacket off and look triumphantly over the girl who is lying dead on the ground.
This indescribable feeling. It felt amazing!! The feeling of the victor in a battle to the death. Oh the mighty gladiators of the Roman Empire!!! I have finally understand how you guys must have felt after each battle, right now I'm expecting for full crowd to cheer for me.
But when I looked over to the loser – all I see is a beautiful girl lying on the face down on the ground, I was actually shook. The blood that was oozing from legs and arms were dying a water around red. She's still alive but she's slowly dying due to blood lost.
Even thought she was trying to kill me earlier, but my gentleman instinct is telling me never abandon an injured lady like this. Or to be more precise, I just can't let her die yet, I need to know why she attacked me in the first place – why is she going to such length to kill a stranger like me. Why did she try to kill herself just to end in such tragedy?
This girl brings too much question to the table to the point where I can't just simply kill her. Could it be that destiny have brought us here ?
"Uhh.."
While I was busy thinking to myself, she started mumbling something in her mouth.
"Oi, Are you okay? Don't you dare die on me?" I told her that as I approached her to check on her condition.
Even though she cut herself with the paper cutter, these cuts are right on her vitals which make it difficult to stop the bleeding. The most absurd thing about this whole interaction is that she's still able to move after losing that much blood, anyone other person would have just died like 10 times over with this amount of blood.
I performed some emergency first-aid by tearing my T-shirt and to use it as makeshift bandages to stop the blood from gushing out. There are chances that they could get infected, but stopping is the top priority at this point.
"Umm…" She mumbled something again.
"Hang on!! I'm trying to save you! Don't you dare give up now, you hear me?"
"Umm…" She whimpered softly then she opened her reddish eyes to face me.
"Hurry…" She continued, with her frail voice "Give me food, I'm so hungry…. I don't have the energy left to stab you"
Grbbbb…Grbbbb
The sound of her empty stomach vibrate in the air, creating this awkward scenario.
Ahh, So that's why. I wasted my shirt for nothing.
The sole reason why she stopped trying to assassinate me isn't because she was losing too much blood, but simply drained from hunger. Wait hold up, so my life is only worth as a meal to you ???? Once again, I have to seriously consider that: The human digestive system is truly a force to be reckoned with.
And ever since that night. My life has completely changed ( for the better I hope cause how the hell am I gonna feed another person now )