How I Planned

"His name has been cleared. The police already know how his bracelet ended up at the crime scene. Tell him not to worry too much," Chared explained, then he ended the call.

An extremely long text message was sent by Chared after the call. It indicated the description and ways how his name had been cleared. Additional footage from where Zee had lost his bracelet was also sent to them.

Thanks to an excellent investigation, everything became clear. The police carefully investigated how Zee's bracelet ended up in the possession of the woman. They discovered that his bracelet had been lost three weeks before the woman was found dead.

It was lost last October 9 and the woman was found dead last October 30.

The bracelet Zee was wearing had been given to him by a fan during his first small fan meeting way back when he was just 17 years old. It was a thin gold bracelet that he cherished so much that he wore it every time he went out and it became a crucial part of his fashion style.

On that day, October 9, a picture was posted by his fan on a social media account. It's a picture of Zee and a teenage girl fan smiling brightly. It became essential in determining when was the time he lost his bracelet.

That day, the girl approached him when he arrived at a park where they were shooting. He agreed to take a picture, not realizing that his bracelet had already been lost.

The picture clearly showed that Zee's bracelet was already missing at that time.

The police also checked the CCTV on Zee's floor where he is residing. They saw that the bracelet had been accidentally removed and fell from his wrist in the hallway.

Through the camera footage, the woman was seen picking up the bracelet and placing it in her pocket. The woman was supposed to clean a room on the same floor as Zee's house. It was confirmed that someone from the same floor had hired the woman to clean their house.

This is how Zee's bracelet ended up in the hands of the woman. The bracelet remained with the woman until she was found dead on October 30, evening time around 6 p.m. in the small compartment at the right corner of the basement of their shared residence.

The woman's body was found because of a tenant who lives in the same building, she happened to wonder why she smelled something rotten near the corner of the basement. After looking around and opening the small compartment, she was shocked to see a body lying on the floor.

As of today, the police haven't found any DNA or blood at the crime scene except Zee's bracelet with his fingerprint. Consequently, they still have no idea who would do such a thing and it is even more confusing for them if she was murdered by someone.

"I knew it! Everything is fine," Jen said as she released a big sigh, feeling satisfied as if a thorn had been removed from her neck.

However, Zee did not see that coming. He doesn't know if he'll be happy or not. Being easily acquitted for something horrible he had done two weeks ago is not something to be proud of. He's ashamed, ashamed of everything he did.

But what can he do? He can't help it. An evil curse is what he is made of. A flashback of what happened in the basement, as he killed the woman, flashed before his eyes.

It was October 12th, and Zee found herself at home, sitting on a plush, white sofa, focused on a script. The day's shooting had been canceled due to an impending storm, allowing him some unexpected downtime. His television hummed in the background, broadcasting the latest news.

As he read, his eyes suddenly flashed with a reddish tint. His right hand clenched the script paper so hard it crumpled. A disturbing feeling washed over him, the sense that someone nearby was abusing their child.

He glimpsed a horrifying scene through his vision. It was a woman mistreating his son in an attempt to please his husband.

Just then, his phone rang, snapping him back to reality. He answered it after three insistent rings. It was Jen on the other end of the call.

"What's up?" Zee inquired, tearing his gaze away from the television.

"I wanted to ask, what are your plans for the 19th?" Jen inquired. "I'll help you find your target."

"No need, I already found her," Zee replied confidently.

"I understand, just call me if you want any help," Jen offered.

"Okay," Zee responded before ending the call.

Fast forward to October 19th, one week after his glimpse of a vision. Zee was at a shooting location three hours away from the woman's residence.

Around 9:15 at night, everyone on the set is on break. He informed Jen that he had some business to attend to and asked her to cover for him until 10 p.m.

He decided to visit the woman and make his move.

Zee possessed a dark and monstrous power with his incredible ability to fly. He utilized this otherworldly curse to reach the woman's residence swiftly.

The residence was just two blocks away from the building he was living in. Choosing to land at the side of the building was the best thing he could do since there weren't many people in the neighborhood.

It was a quiet neighborhood, and he observed that some were quite busy with their things. Before confronting his target, he systematically destroyed the neighborhood's CCTV cameras to avoid being caught.

Surveying the environment, he soon identified his prey, the very woman he had seen in his vision, and she was about to go into the basement.