Prologue

[XX Date, XX Apartment]

[Today is a very peaceful day, The sun is shining, the sky is clear… maybe not too clear, but still a pretty good day nonetheless, very good to tell a sto-]

"Hey, R!" a person can be heard in the hallway.

[Oh? That's sounds like S, what is he up to now?]

"What do you want?" R asked with an irritated face.

"Loosen up will you? We have known each other for a long time you know? At least smile for a bit" said S with creepy smile.

R was Silent. A feeling of awkwardness filled the hallway of the apartment.

"I'm curious about your past is like." Said S with now serious face.

[The hallway is filled once again with silence, what is S thinking? Asking R for his painful past? S Starts blabbering about how he need some idea for his novel. Knowing R, there is now w-]

"Alright." Answer R.

[Huh?] "Huh?" S Surprised.

"Let's go to cafeteria, I'll tell my story" R states.

"Oh, Okay!" S starts following R to the lift.

On the way to the cafeteria, there is no conversation, only silence. S knows that he need to say anything useless, unless if he want to pass to this chance to know about R past.

At the cafeteria, there is not much people, they sat at the desolate corner of the cafeteria.

"So you want to hear my story?" R asked. S only nodded in silence.

"Alright, I-"

.…

…. As I woke up, I felt lonely and a cold breeze. When I became aware, I realized I was in a very dark room. I couldn't see anything, so I felt around with my hands. Suddenly, there was a scream of a woman from far away. Because of my curiosity, I investigated where the sound came from. I saw a light coming from a room to my left, the voice might have come from there as well. I peered through the crack in the open door and saw someone in a black robe holding a sharp object.

"Please, don't kill me! Someone, help..." Before the woman could finish speaking, she was stabbed in the neck and couldn't utter a sound.

"Haah..." Even though she tried to scream, the woman had already lost her voice and could only helplessly accept her fate... No one could hear her, no one knew what happened. The woman's head fell to the floor, separated from her body.

Re-

"Wow.. that is scary" said S trembling.

.…

…. Realizing this, I was scared and wanted to run away, but I quickly calmed down and snuck out of there carefully to avoid making any loud sounds.

As I was escaping, I saw a door with an Exit sign above it, which made me automatically try to open the door. The door opened, and there were stairs going up and down. The problem was, the door I opened made a very loud sound, and I knew what would happen if I immediately went down. It would be a great risk, as there might be a locked door or one that is hard to open below, or it might make the same noise as this door. Furthermore, I couldn't outrun the killer, who was clearly faster than me. It's not like in horror movies where the killer walks slowly.

Thinking quickly, I found a cabinet that fit my body size to the left of the door I opened and hid in there. Inside the cabinet, I tried to calm down and not make any noise. Not long after, I saw the killer walk by in front of me, trying to find out where the noise came from.

…

Just when I thought it was safe, the cabinet door suddenly opened, and I saw the killer... I tried to run away from the killer by hitting him with a piece of wood that was in the cabinet. But as I tried to do it, I stumbled for some reason and realized that my left leg was gone, I didn't know where it went. I groaned in pain... What kind of power does the killer have that he can cut flesh so easily... In panic, I tried to crawl away in pain, but the killer caught my right leg and...

"Aaaah!" I was stabbed from behind with something sharp. I screamed in pain and wanted to shout for help, but my voice was silenced forever as the killer took my life.

The room was filled with silence once again, only the sound of the killer's footsteps echoing through the dark, empty halls. The woman's lifeless body still lay on the floor, and the man's body joined hers. They were just two victims among many in the hands of a ruthless ki-

"Damn.., are you sure you are not the one who killed them?" S asked sarcastically.

"No, it a diff-" R answer but gets cut off.

"Wait! Let's not spoil it, continue what happened after that?" S spoke.

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