Realisation (2)

My phone kept ringing. It seems like the murder had already made the news. It was now on all televisions as a "tragic death of a mother and a daughter". Yet most people won't even look twice at the screen.

"Sir, please come with us, Detective Alianak will soon start questioning."

I stood up and followed the police officer.

As he opened the door, a tall, middle-aged, thin man with a few streaks of gray hair and a sharp jawline was waiting for me.

"Please, sit down... Mr.######, here, have some water. I know the situation is very hard for you but I need some answers so we can start investigation."

I nodded.

"Alright then, first off, where were you when you left work at 4:03 PM? What were you doing?"

I spoke in a hoarse voice.

"I was taking a bus at Hash Street, where I got off and went into a kids' store called 'Neptune'. I bought a game console for my daughter, it was her birthday-"

My speech was cut off by tears running down my face and a lump forming in my throat, as I remembered thinking how happy my daughter would be at her present.

"Please, drink some water. And yes we confirmed that by the game console and receipt found in your driveway, I would also like to ask you, how and when did you find the bodies of your wife and daughter?"

"The d-door was slightly open... I thought it was suspicious, but I went in and called for Natalie and Abby... I heard no response so I took out my pocket knife and sprinted upstairs as I thought a burglar was in and I wanted to confirm my daughter's safety.. so I barged in and the- then I found their bodies..."

I was barely speaking, I couldn't hold back my tears

"I see... do you have any conflicts with anyone Mr.#####, anyone you might have angered or annoyed?"

"No, no, not at all."

"Alright, I see, we'll conduct investigations and look at security cameras around local businesses and houses in the neighbourhood, for now, please go to a relative or hotel and remain within the city."

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I was walking down the street. My eyes dead and lifeless. What was the point of living if my reason for living disappeared? I couldn't stand it. I couldn't stand this feeling of being so helpless, of not ever seeing them again. I hate it. I hate it with every fiber of my being. And I will get the fucking bastard who did this. Even if it costs me my life.

I paced through the street, looking for a hotel i could use.

After booking a room. I took some time to think things over. I still couldn't accept they were dead.

And then- **Ring ring ring**,

The detective was calling me.

I quickly answered.

"Hello, Mr.Alianak? Please, tell me if you have any news around the case."

"Hello, Mr.#####, and yes, I do have some news. Although your house does not have any cameras, the surrounding houses did, mostly. We were able to identify the suspect as Nathan Bricks, with no records, unfortunately. We clearly saw him enter the house, opening the unlocked door. However, even after he entered... he never left."

"What? That's not possible, is he still hiding inside the house?!

"No, we thorughly checked every nook and cranny, he's not there."

"He can't have just disappeared out of no-where! That fucker has to be somewhere!"

"We'll investigate around the matter more. This was a simple update on the case. I'll call you in case we ever come accross any evidence or footage."

He hung up.

I couldn't believe it. No man can simply disappear of the face of the Earth.

What if... I never find him? Then wouldn't he simply enjoy his life, free from any sort of punishment for the 2 lives he took?!

I fell into despair again. They're never coming back... I can't even take revenge for my daughter... what kind of Father am I...

*T-Ting!*

A notification? I looked at my phone. It was an email. under the subject of "Hope". It was odd. I clicked it and read the contents.

'Hello, Mr.#####.

Don't you wish you had a chance to meet your daughter and wife again? A desire to see their sweet smiles and a hunger to rend the flesh of that murderer who disappeared with a rusty knife. Are you a coward? Or a loving Father... Your wishes can become true. Only if you complete a few conditions:

1) Dispose of all your lingering attachments to the world.

2) Be at a depraved and weak state of mind.

3) Recite "Balara, Balara, Agabalara, accept my wish, and move my soul, my flesh and my bones to Plantoria" and then swiftly end your life with a knife that will be delivered to you.

May Death be with you, successor.'

Huh? Isn't this just a demonic ritual? Why would I ever do this? And just as I was about to ignore and delete the email, a knock was heard at the door. I walked and opened it, thinking it might be a janitor or something, but to my surprise, a black, old box with strange drawings sat beneath my feet. I glanced around both sides of the hallway, finding nothing.

'Hm... should I take this in?'

And I ended up taking it in. I closed the door, sat on my bed and opened the box that did not have any lock. Inside it was a pitch black dagger with the word 'Balara' carved on its side. Then, it clickdd in my mind. The email said it!

"End your life with a knife that will be delivered to you."

How the hell did they find me?!

I looked below my window, finding nothing but an empty street. I read the email again...

'Should I.. should I do this?'

I asked myself.

I had no more reason to live, I was planning on committing suicide if the murderer was never caught but... should I just end it now?

However, I had already decided it the moment the dots connected. I would commit suicide.

The first 2 conditions were already fulfilled, my world was Abby and Natalie.

And now... the third.

"Balara...Balara...Agabalara, accept my wish, and move my soul... my flesh and my bones to Plantoria."

**Slice**

I had slit my own throat... the world turned dark.