" She was deliberately making mistakes in front of me but I didn't pay attention to it, she tangled me in her Innocence and words. Fuck !! "
Then something came to his mind, he quickly turned back. After reaching at his apartment door, he took a deep breath. The door was closed just as he had left it, he opened the door and walk in and he took a deep look at the whole house, everything was the same as he had left it, exactly the same, clean, no sign.
But one thing he overlooked was the window in his lounge that was open. He took one more look at the lounge and then went to his room, Stepping slowly and carefully examining the entire house, everything was just as he had left it.
He ignored the window again, maybe he saw it or maybe he didn't remember that he had closed the window or maybe he just ignored it as a trivial matter.
As soon as he entered the room he opened the wardrobe and checked his laptop it was still in the same place as he had put it, he put his gun in the drawer and came back to the lounge, he sat down where he was sitting before.
Cool breeze was coming through the window behind the couch, before he could wondered why the woman did this to him, the cool breeze touched his skin, he looked at the window " It might have been opened by the wind" he got up and peeped out of the window then he closed it.
Closing the window, he turned back, his breath caught in his throat, he felt like he wouldn't be able to take another breath, his eyes filled with strange fear. Where he was sitting a moment ago, someone else was sitting there now.
She was a girl, her long hair was tangled and little wet. He thought that he had watched a horror movie an hour ago that's why his mind creating this kind of illusion, because he had searched the whole house but there was no one and he had closed the door by himself which was still closed. Then how did this girl come in?.
He rubbed his eyes but she was still there in the same position that she was. He could only see her back from there, he was stepping slowly, getting closer to her .
" Who are you?? " He asked coming in front of her, he could see her face now, she had very beautiful and innocent features, she looked like a fifteen or sixteen year old girl .
She stood up, her grey eyes glared at him, her adorable face was full of sadness but strange flames burning in her grey eyes.
She came near to him and put her hand on his shoulder " No need to get panic. You already know me " She said, putting a fake smile on face.
He jerked her hand off, he took out a hidden dagger from his sleeve " Stop this nonsense. Tell me who the fuck are you ?? " He yelled at her.
She took a step back and folded her hands on her chest " Oh ! Okay" She said and exhaled a deep breath
" Since you are eager to know me then let me tell you who am I " Her tone turned cold, her cold and sharp gaze piercing his soul " Angel Of Death " words came out from her mouth
" What " He exclaimed in disbelief and before he could say or do anything he felt a sudden pain in her stomach.
That girl stabbed him into his stomach that penetrated her, ripping through her flesh. He raised his hand to attack back but she again stabbed him in his chest
She slowly twirled the dagger and growled "Didn't I tell you, I'm the angel of death ?? Huh ?? You cannot escape from me . Neither you can escape from me nor from the tortures and pains that I am going to give you and the every single person who belongs to your fucking dirty business. "
He fall on the ground and groaned in pain. She hover over him and ran that dagger on his neck. Blood was gushing out of his wounds, coloring the floor with it's red color. The rain had stopped now.
This was not the first murder that was done by Zoha Ibrahim but it was the first murder of her revenge and mission. Today's date 3/April/ 2006 was written along with the name of the murdered person Aku. Her long journey had started from today.
" Woah! his blood smells good this is a good beginning of my journey" A loud laugh echoed, then the whole apartment fell in silence.