" The weather is gloomy again "
Zenith peeked outside the window.
" Indeed, It has been several days already. "
The old butler Hanzel said as he gently wiped a porcelain old wristwatch. Zenith looked at Ophel beside him. The young man has been cleaned throughly, showcasing his handsome features. He especially liked Ophel's purple amethyst eyes that glowed in the dark.
" What are they doing there? "
He pointed at the sneaky players. They had been trespassing several properties already, and now it seems like they has finally targeted his house.
Zenith frowned watching them crazily searching for something.
" Does the young master want to drive them out? "
" Let them be. If they ever damage anything, let them pay it double the original price. "
Truly, he had also wanted to throw them away but seeing how anxious they appeared, he was actually quite curious. Just what in the world are they searching for? They look like the are scared of something.
" Hmm... "
Outside, six sneaky shadows could be seen loitering around.
" Did anybody fond some clues? "
The middle age man asked, annoyed. His name was George, an ordinary office worker. He was finally about to become the manager in the company he had worked for so long, but he found himself stuck inside this game. Playing numerous deadly games just to survive.
" D*MN IT! This is all your f*ck*ng fault! You old greedy b*stard "
One of the old couple voiced out. They had long since been dissatisfied with the man. Just remembering how he abandoned them, they came to hate him more and more.
" Why is it my fault? Aren't I already doing you favor by acting as your leader? You can't even do that much. You and your lover is a total burden in the team "
The old couple gnashed their teeth. They were about to hurl curses at George when the burly man warned them.
" If you keep on chattering I don't mind crushing your jaw broken. Shut your mouths or someone will find us. "
Suddenly one of the high school girls squealed.
" Here! Here! Look I finally found something "
The six people all came over. The girl handed them an old newspaper.
" I found it in the inside a room, it seems that the people here has forgotten about it. "
George spread the old newspaper.
' Murderer on the run. '
Short words but very easy to understand.
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Zenith stared deep into the canvas. An image was painted in it showing the dreamy skies. The sunflowers was blooming full of beauty as the sun shines in them. There was no particular problem with that.
He stared at the man in the painting. He was handsome, he was smiling gently amidst the ocean of sunflowers, but for unknown reasons the shadow of the man cannot be seen. He was staring at something while smiling, he appeared gentle but amidst the light he appeared more gloomy and cold.
Zenith shuddered feeling as if a cold and slimy thing was slithering inside his robes, causing him goosebumps.
" The young master is looking at the painting again? "
The butler suddenly interrupted. He just nooded his head.
It must have been his imagination but he seem to have glimpsed the man inside the painting staring at him.
" Hanzel, I want some cookies "
He said as Ophel pushed his wheelchair towards his room.
" Yes, I'll send it in your room "
Hanzel said as he strolled towards the kitchen. Zenith tapped Ophel's fingers .
" Ophel, What do you think about the painting "
" It's pretty "
Ophel stated as he assisted zenith in laying down his bed.
"Your right. Do you known, the man in the painting was the former owner of this mansion? "
" Hmm... Hanzel told me about it. "
" It was said he died mysteriously. "
Zenith continued talking. He sounded cheerful and curious.
"Do you think ghost exist? "
" Who knows? You should sleep now, Master. It's past your bedtime already. I'll just send the cookies tomorrow "
"Well... Goodnight then "
" Hmm "
After saying that Ophel turned away and closed the door.