Kuro's Horror Shorts is a collection of short horror stories done all by Kuro Kaen. Throughout the month of October (as well as every Friday the 13th), the collection will only grow bigger with more terrifying stories to come. 
And don't worry. There will be no cheesy horror stories. I only write the truly terrifying ones.

A world of stars, with great stories and terrifying discoveries.

This is a collection of horror stories.
This book is not for the faint of hearts. It contains some of the most terrifying and creepy stories you will ever find. It also contains real scary and ghost stories. 

After all, who knows what is lurking out of sight?

Monsters, demons, eldritch nightmares. They have lived on earth for years, hiding in the shadows and using the dark to their advantage so that most people don't even notice they are here. And that is despite their undeniable presence, acting out more and more mischief and - especially - putting more and more damsels in distress than ever.
Women seem to have a really special connection to these creatures. Somehow the supernatural beings are drawn to them and the girls develope strange, inconsistent relationships with them. The greek legends spoke of Zeus, father of the gods, transforming into beasts to seduce beautiful women. Maybe it is just the natural cycle of things, how it is supposed to be, maidens crossing ways with indescribable horrors.
Legends have inspired us to tell stories about werewolves, witches, aliens and the undead for millenia and it's obvious why: We are most obsessed with the things that scare us the most. And behind every story there is a little truth, just like behind every horror, there is a trace of fascination, of mystery.
The contrast between our fascination with terrifying creatures and beautiful ladies is captured in this book.
This is an anthology series, a collection, of those encounters between beauty and beast. Usually, every story will be a one-off but that depends on the readers. Stories will be continued in second parts, if the  readers want to see more of a certain character and/or monster.
And now, you are welcome to enter this strange and terrifying world that has always been hidden before your very eyes. This is a world of horror, of lust, of panic, of love, of death and rebirth. Welcome to a realm where a reality and fantasy blur into a haunted cycle of monsters and maidens!
 
OF WOLF AND MAN
[Chapters:] 1-
[Maiden:] Serina, the party-lioness, brown hair, brown eyes, extraordinarily large breasts
[Monster:] A Werewolf
[Description:] Serina is constantly on the hunt for next party, next inebriation, next bedroom story. She constantly escapes her home village in northern Montana to have parties in the small town on the other side of the woods. Girls want to be her, guys want to be with her and she has no problem with walking all over them.
But this night, the huntress will become the hunted. A creature - neither man nor animal - is roaming the forest: And it is out for some human meat between its claws.

This is an anthology series, a collection, of terrifying and sensual encounters between beauty and beast. Usually, every story will be a one-off but that depends on the readers. Stories will be continued in second parts, if the readers want to see more of a certain character and/or monster.
Welcome to a realm where a reality and fantasy blur into a haunted cycle of monsters and maidens!

MingYu felt a sudden pull towards the bracelet, and his heart grew colder the longer he gazed upon the beads. Even now, within this memory, the black beads radiated ominous energy, reeking of death and despair. But there were only four in the bracelet, MingYu could have sworn there were six beads the last time he saw it. Where were the other two?
"Who is he really, and what is he doing here in the middle of nowhere?" Young Wu TianLan asked, pulling MingYu's attention away from the bracelet. The young prince sounded impatient as he glared at the old man of MingYu's memory. The man was shovelling at the dirt, barely creating a dent in the dry, cracked earth.
MingYu had no time to answer, when LongHai of his memory asked, "What is he doing?"
The two settled to watch as the scene unfolded before them.
PingZe was grinning widely, as he said, "Probably digging for water for him and his donkey."
His words greatly amused the surrounding men as the land was so dry the earth was cracking, and not even weeds had the will to grow there. A wave of chuckle erupted over the troops when MingYu of the memory reached over his horse and offered the old man his water bottle.
But the man declined, saying,
"If I dig long enough, surely I will reach the water!"
ZhiYi smiled while shaking his head. Sliding down from his horse, he took off his armour and placed it on the saddle. "If you believe there is water, then let me dig it for you. I'm still young and can dig faster."
Taking the shovel from the man's hands, ZhiYi started at the dent the man had made in the ground.
LongHai and ZhouYan exchanged disbelieving glances and looking at the scene, LongHai said, "We have no time for this nonsense. Our men are tired and homesick. We should get going. There is a stream not far ahead. You may get your water from there."
The man only shook his head. "But my donkey only drinks from wells."
"Ridiculous! How does a donkey recognize what is well and what is not well water?" ZhouYan said.
The man smiled at them. "He knows."
Truly, as the men tried to give their water to the donkey, the creature turned its muzzle away, disgust visible in its beady eyes.
LongHai's troops voiced their opinion. They wanted to reach home as soon as possible. Seeing their cries, LongHai said, "Fine then, those who want to go home, follow me, others may stay and watch if they want."
"But general, you and your men should stay. The well water will be cold and fresh, nothing a stream or rain can beat," The old man said, but LongHai shook his head. "But-"
"My men have decided, we will head home first." LongHai moved with ZhouYan and their troops in tow, but MingYu still lingered by ZhiYi's side, unwilling to leave him behind. Seeing this, ZhiYi stopped digging.
"You should take your troops back first, take a rest, brother MingYu."
Ah, yes, now that MingYu was reminded about it, when they were on the battlefield, in front of their troops, ZhiYi had always called MingYu, brother. It was the only time ZhiYi did so, only to keep up their image.
MingYu felt a stab in his heart as he watched his past self weakly smile at ZhiYi over the honorific before turning away, guiding his horse and his portion of the army after LongHai and ZhouYan.
"You parted ways?" Wu TianLan whispered, his attention shifting between ZhiYi and the furthering silhouettes of the three brothers. "Who should we follow?"
"We can't stay," MingYu said. He wanted to reach out and touch the ZhiYi of the past, but the image slowly faded away, blending into the dark. MingYu motioned Wu TianLan to walk after his past self. It was the only path still lit with light. "We must follow me. I have no more memory of ZhiYi from this moment, not until at the very end."
The two of them trailed after the troops, and their three generals, walking over the vast wasteland. After a moment of silence, Wu TianLan said,
"Who was that old man?"
"His name is BiFei," MingYu said through his gritted teeth, trying to make sense of this new information.
Supreme sect leader was thousands of years old, his exact age was unknown, but it was clear he had lived long before any of the five sworn brothers were born. Back in Heaven, MingYu had heard snippets of this mysterious demon. According to myths of old, supreme sect leader already gathered people to work under him since long ago. The likes of Ye WeiRu and Fan ZhiHao, both were centuries old. Even Zhu ZongYing had lived long before any of the five brothers came into this world.
For someone like him, who already commanded four demon sects by the time Qin dynasty came to be, how come BiFei was here? Why work as a eunuch to a mortal emperor? None of this made sense! MingYu felt a headache kicking in, and he groaned out loud.
This also meant BiFei knew them, knew the sworn brothers long before ZhiYi and PingZe came under his wing to work for him.
MingYu's frown deepened.
Until now, all had seemed to be a coincidence. Lan Guan-Yin and Zhu ZongYing visiting all the same places as ZhiYi and him. How they always seemed to meddle with his punishments. Since MingYu found no reason for the supreme sect leader to interfere with his punishments, he never thought BiFei was going after him. But now, seeing the man disguised as both the grand eunuch by emperor Qin's side and the man that caused the brothers to part ways back then – it could no longer be a coincidence.
But why? Even if BiFei hated gods, he could have easily killed MingYu by now and be done with it. Why did he try to sabotage MingYu's punishments? Why did he stop them back then, claiming to dig up water? What was going on?
"BiFei?" Wu TianLan's confused tone pulled MingYu out of his disjointed thoughts. Just now, why did Wu TianLan sound like he knew BiFei?
"You know about him?" MingYu said, fully alert now as he turned his attention to the young prince.
Wu TianLan looked puzzled, his lips pulling into a little pout as he gave a slight nod. "I don't know him, but funny enough, I have heard stories about him ever since a small child."
MingYu's brow shot up in surprise. Why would someone tell stories of a demon overlord to a child? Besides, mortals were unaware of his existence, since BiFei never was the one to step up and do anything. He would pull the strings behind the scenes, making his minions do his deeds.
When he pointed this to TianLan, the prince's brows knotted. "I had a teacher who taught me how to read and write ever since I was a small child. He used to tell me stories of this man, BiFei. Made sure I would remember them as if they were historical texts. When I grew up, he was dismissed, and I no longer saw my teacher again." TianLan's visage darkened. "Only women can come near me ever since I turned twelve."
MingYu knew of this. He had relived Wu TianLan's memories of his youth. How men became mesmerized with his beauty and vied for his attention. But he had recalled no stories of BiFei. They must have happened so far back, MingYu hadn't acknowledged the memories.
"Until now, I thought they were just that, stories." TianLan continued, brushing the unpleasant fact aside. "But now, seeing the man in the flesh, I guess they aren't stories, after all. Terrifying, if you ask me."
"Terrifying? What do you mean terrifying?"
TianLan's steps slowed down as he side-eyed MingYu from the edge of his phoenix eyes. "Don't tell me - you don't know? You know BiFei, don't you?"
"I-" MingYu felt stupid for not knowing anything about BiFei. But thinking back on it, no one truly knew, not even Heavens itself knew much of what BiFei had done after turning into a demon. "I don't know him past him being a demon overlord."
"I truly thought it was just a story," TianLan whispered as he turned his gaze back on the troops walking ahead. "But from what I heard from my teacher, BiFei was not a regular mortal."
"A star fragment that fell on earth," MingYu whispered. He had heard of this. Back in Wupei, Da Siming himself had told this story.
"Yes, tortured by Heaven's themselves for being a fragment of a Fortune Star." TianLan made a little 'tsk,' sound. "He was destined for greatness, to be showered by good luck and fortune because of his origin, but the gods thought better of it, and instead of granting him an easy life, they made masters of Fate manipulate his destiny. Riddle him with nothing but bad luck and misfortune, make him suffer to test his will. Force him to live when he wishes to die."


[BL - boys love]

Qing MingYu had always loved Wang ZhiYi, for as long as he could remember. But life never allowed him to say those words.

In the end, he died a hero, protecting his one and only love from an ambush. For his heroic death, he ascended Heaven’s as a god. 

Through fate’s interference, Qing MingYu descended back to the Mortal Realm and was reborn as Emperor Wu TianLan, reuniting with the now turned demon, Wang ZhiYi. But not all went as it should have, and Wu TianLan was executed as a hated man and the most despicable emperor to have lived.

But instead of reascending Heavens, Qing MingYu is given a third chance at life, now possessing a body of another. His last chance to make things right once and for all. 

Will their love finally meet its happy ending, or will Heaven's punishment pull them apart for good?

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Art cover drawn by Ying_!

 Just looking at the people who entered made it easy to understand the place. Each one of them was dressed up as monsters and demons. No one was normal.
 When Wei Xiao Bei entered, he was blocked by two demon bouncers, "Sir, we apologize, but your clothes do not suit the bar's style. Please come back after changing."
 Their voices were polite, but their expressions were saying 'your clothes are too normal, are you trying to make our other customers feel uncomfortable?'
 "Oh? Is that so?"
 Wei Xiao Bei was wearing a western suit and tie while wearing gold-rimmed glasses. He could not help but smile and in the next instant, the two bouncers were shocked, "It's a ghost!". Following that, they took a few steps back, and their butts landed on the ground.
 They were not clear what they had seen. This was the effect of letting his core release a terrifying illusion. As for what kind of illusion the two people saw, he had no way of controlling it.
 Wei Xiao Bei had easily entered the bar.
 The decorations inside the bar were not that different from its outside appearance. There were skeletons, blood, ghosts, and even the music playing sounded ghastly.
 Facing Wei Xiao Bei who was well dressed, the guests inside were stunned, but since the bouncers guarding the door let him in, they could not say anything.
 Two women who had ghost-makeup ran over. They appeared to be drunk as they pointed and smiled at Wei Xiao Bei, "Say, say, what kind of ghost is this?"
 Wei Xiao Bei ignored the two and surveyed his surroundings. There were more than a hundred people inside the bar which was enough for him to experiment with. After sitting on the bar counter, he asked for the so-called Yellow Springs Water and treated everyone to it.
 After this information was spread by the bartender, the atmosphere inside the bar became intense.
 Although Wei Xiao Bei's clothes did not match the atmosphere, nobody would reject him treating everyone to a drink.
 Seeing the happy and hysterical customers, Wei Xiao Bei smiled. They did not know that this free alcohol was his compensation to them for the fear that they were about to experience.
 Some women had even gathered in front of Wei Xiao Bei, trying to hook up with this golden tortoise.
 Seeing their ghost-like makeup, Wei Xiao Bei did not appear interested. He treated them to another glass and drove them away.
 After repeating this for some time, nobody gathered beside Wei Xiao Bei anymore. At this moment, he had been given a nickname by everyone, 'gay idiot'!
 He had rejected the woman that gathered around him, how could he not be gay? He treated everyone when he had just come it, how could that not be an idiot?
 As time passed by, the impassioned youths had already forgotten about Wei Xiao Bei. Soon, two youths had begun fighting over a girl on the dance floor, causing more excitement.
 It quickly approached midnight.
 A host wearing a grim reaper costume while holding onto a scythe microphone jumped up on the stage. He shouted, "It's now midnight! Let us tell ghost stories!"
 This was Hell on Earth's traditional program. When it reaches midnight, they would tell ghost stories. Moreover, they would even invite people to perform some horrifying actions to accompany the story. For example, if it was a story where the character died when turning around, somebody would tap your shoulder but when you turn around they would not be there.
 Naturally, everyone knew that this was done by the bar, and it was done ingeniously and was hard to notice. Thus, the additionally terrifying atmosphere made those who came to the club want to come again.
 Next, the host told a story about how the female proprietress of the bar used humans to make wine. And then a heartbroken woman came to her bar to drink wine. Seeing her heartbroken, the female proprietress recommended a good wine specially made for heartbroken people. After drinking the wine, she felt her entire body become comfortable and she became drunk. When she woke up, she became surprised to find that she had been trapped inside a wine jar unable to move.
 This story might not be terrifying in the day, but it was fitting for the atmosphere inside the bar.
 The people who heard it were filled with goosebumps. Some people did not even dare touch the wine glass beside them.
 Naturally, some people were frequent visitors to the bar and said that this was not scary.
 For them, the host would present them with an opportunity to speak. Thus they would go up and tell their own ghost stories.
 However, they did not know that while they were arguing noisily, they failed to notice the faint yellow light glowing at one of the corner seats.
 Soon, the majority of the people there noticed that the environment had changed. They felt as if they were submerged in ice-cold liquid, and they were trapped in a dark place. When they finally adapted to the environment, they noticed that the liquid surrounding them was wine.
 The most frightening thing was that after their surroundings had been lit up, they noticed that they were being infused behind the counter inside a wine bottle. When they looked through the bottle, they could see that people were telling scary stories.
 In that instant, more than eighty percent of the people there had peed their pants.
 Wei Xiao Bei only calmly watched the changes happening.
 There was no doubt that the illusion from the Core of the Thousand Eyed Devil was initially very weak. Perhaps the core had originally been supported by the Thousand Eyed Devil's eyes, causing it to become very powerful initially.
 The illusory power released by the core alone was at most equivalent to the power of 3-4 Eyes of Desire. It was only enough to trap the host and the people preparing to tell a story in the illusion. However, as time went on, the people trapped in the illusion became even more fearful. It was as if the core had taken a tonic as the illusory power increased. In the end, it had enveloped everyone in the bar, pulling eighty percent of the customers into the illusion.
 Moreover, the illusions for each person was different. Some had a terrifying illusion, and some had normal hallucinations. Luckily, there were no illusions of killing or murder; Otherwise, there would be a mass-killing.
 Being able to entrap more than eighty people into an illusion was the core's limit.
 The remaining people looked at the sudden strange situation that happened to the people around them. Although they were alarmed and uneasy, it was not enough for the core to pull them in.
 After pondering, Wei Xiao Bei took out an Eye of Desire and placed it beside the core.
 The core became excited at the Eye of Desire that appeared. It let out yellow light and enveloped the Eye of Desire. Afterward, it began to extract the energy in the eye.
 The speed at which this happened was not slow. In less than ten seconds, the Eye of Desire had been turned to white dust, causing the power of the core to increase and making the people trapped in the illusion even paler.
 However, among the remaining 20+ people, only five had been added to the illusion.
 Two eyes, three eyes, four eyes, five eyes!
Wei Xiao Bei let the core take in a total of five Eyes of Desire, and only then was the core able to put an illusion over everyone there.
 He wanted to see where the limits of the core could reach. He immediately unleashed its power and increase its range, spreading from the bar to everywhere.
 The first to be hit were the bodyguards in front of the bar, but the core's power could not continue anymore.
 Wei Xiao Bei could not help but let it take in more Eyes of Desire.
 The Eyes of Desire were like the core's motivation. As the core ate more Eyes of Desire, some people that had passed by the bar had also been hit.
 However, the core had reached its limit in eating the Eyes of Desire.
 After taking in the ninth eye, it stopped taking more in. Adding the initial eye that he fed back at the dojo, the core had taken in a total of ten.
 It could be said that the core was temporarily full.
 After it was full, the illusory power that it let out immediately shrunk, causing the people to be quickly released from the illusion.
 Afterward, chaos descended on the bar. Some men woke up hugging and kissing another man like an idiot, some let out loud screeches, some relaxed their breaths, and some fell on their butts from fear.
 At this moment, the main offender, Wei Xiao Bei, had already left the bar and was walking back to the dojo.
 On the way back, he used [Status Appraisal] on the core of the Thousand Eyed Devil.
 He found out that the core had entered a state of evolution, and all of its skills had been sealed.
 He did not mind this. After all, there was no much use for the core at the moment.
 On his way back, he saw a jewelry store and went in to buy a few cheap necklaces made of silver.
 After returning to the dojo, he entered the storage room and tried to find a way to embed the Eye of Terror on the necklace. Although embedding the Eye of Terror on the necklace would make it less beautiful, he planned to give these necklaces embedded with Eyes of Terror to his family, considering it as additional safety insurance.
 Wei Xiao Bei had already tested the eye's power. It was not that different from the Eye of Desire. It should be able to pull adult men into an illusion.
 If that happened, then as long as his family did not encounter someone overly powerful, his family would be safe with its protection. Additionally, Steven and the others were also protecting them.


One day, Wei Xiao Bei gets dragged into The Dust World, a post-apocalyptic world ruled by monsters from myths, legends, games, etc. He also gains the power to travel between it and the real world, as well as the power called the 'Status Panel'. With this power, he chooses to strengthen himself to explore the vast mysteries and terror of the other world. What mysteries await him? What is The Dust World?
Author's Synopsis:
What the hell is this? What the hell happened here?
How did my room become so ruined after a single night?
The floor and table were covered in dust, his new poster of Zhang Liang Ying that had just been posted on the wall a few days ago had already become yellow and tattered all over. Even Zhang Liang Ying’s beautiful face became monstrous as if an old devil was looking at him with a terrifying smile.
The walls were covered by a mist of cobwebs and the fruits placed on top of the coffee table were withered and rotted to the point that the mold on them had turned black. The fruits below even seemed to have turned into mush. The aluminium framed window that the landlord had just installed not that long ago was now covered in a layer of white ash and the glass was filled with cracks and covered in dust.
The computer beside his bed was also covered by cobwebs and was accompanied by an empty water glass with a withered worm inside of it.
Dust filled the air making Wei Xiao Bei choke as he tried to breathe.
Everything seemed to be ash gray without any light as if looking at television static.
After just one night, it seemed like everything in the room had aged for centuries or even millennia.
Mother… is this a dream?
This must be a dream!

MY EXPERIENCE
 
         I have always had the idea that ghosts do not exist, that they are in your mind and that writers take advantage of the fear that most people have about ghosts, to write their horror novels.
 
            When you are little, you hear many stories, that we are curious to ask if those stories are true or not.
 
            And when we ask our parents or any adult, if those stories are true, they laugh, I think they laugh out of nerves because they don't know what to respond to when we are curious.
 
            There are adults who, for not knowing what to respond, decide to punish us, which, I have always found it an injustice that they do this to us.
 
            On the one hand, there is a small percentage of adults who simply decide to be upset with us, not to answer any of our questions.
 
            Also, adults instill fear in us children, telling us not to see anything of terror because, we would be opening the door to hell and all the evil that is contained in that door, would come out to do its thing.
 
         Personally, I think that adults say that so that they do not ask them anything else or simply, to avoid anyway, this topic.
 
            I remember that when I was little, my sisters, my cousins ​​and I, we did not know anything about horror movies or that terror does exist because, when you are a child, that kind of thing or topic does not cross your mind one's; But, it happened to me when I saw my first two horror movies called "Chucky the Devil Doll" and "Dolly Dearest" and thanks to those movies, I started to love horror movies.
 
            The main reason why I loved horror, I can't say it, but all I know is that, I love horror and that, since then, I have not stopped watching any horror movies.
 
            It is one thing that I love terror and quite another is, to experience in my own flesh a terror that is too real that it manages to give you goose bumps.
 
         Not only did I experience the terror firsthand; on the other hand and thanks to what I lived and experienced, they made me the best writer - journalist that I ever thought I would be.
 
            Therefore, what I experienced with the paranormal, which for me has been terrifying, has made me more cautious and not to do things on impulse or for fear of losing my job and to be at peace with myself, which is the most important thing.
 
         Finally, I think that ghosts do not hurt; rather, we ourselves are the ones who cause all kinds of evil.
 
            But there are ghosts who take revenge on all the people who hurt them in life and led them to death.
 
            The vast majority of these stories, I lived them firsthand and other stories, my family lived from the first generation to the present.
 
            The first story is the beginning of so many experiences and experiences that my family and I had with the ghosts and how we had to fight against the people who wanted to kill innocents.
 
         Finally, I think that, the ghosts, act that way is because of our fault and because of the bad decisions that we make ourselves and without anyone pushing us to do so.

The book tells how the grandmother and the granddaughter faced evil and during their fight against the Devil and his demons, they lost their friends and almost lost their lives in this fight.

One night, the wind slowly blew leaves, making a rustling sound in the middle of the dark night.
 "father..."
 A small voice called out to me through the dim light in the room.
 "Ah. Yes, son ??"  I replied while turning to my son, who suddenly woke me up at midnight.
 "can I sleep with you?"
 He said, rubbing his sleepy eyes.
 "Of course son, why not."  I answered with half sleepy eyes.  My son lay next to me and I hugged him, he said he wanted to listen to stories before bed.  I was very forced to tell stories while fighting my very, very sleepy.

 In between I was telling stories to my child I suddenly felt something touch my back gently, I suddenly realized and felt something breathing behind me.
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 "Um ... Daddy ... can you stop talking? I can't sleep."
 I, who was shocked at that time, immediately looked behind my back where the voice came from.  I saw my son who was almost crying because he couldn't sleep, and I realized from the start my son was sleeping with me.
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 When I realized something was wrong but it was too late.  I felt something wet in my arms, something wet, sticky and had a slight fishy smell.  Suddenly I heard a terrifying voice.  The hoarse little boy's voice came from something I was hugging.
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 "Dad ... can you continue the story?"
 The kid with big round eyes and bright red color with a very big grin.  Her bloodied face and terrifying eyes stared at me with a terrifying gaze.
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 The next day, I woke up from my sleep shivering.  I try to reach whatever I can reach to help me up.  "Ah ... God ... my bones hurt. Wait, how could I be here."  Instantly I woke up and was in a dark room which turned out to be the cellar of my house.  I was surprised and immediately walked and rushed to the main room, of course, to find my son Timmy.
 "Tim ... dear. I'm sorry, it looks like my father is sleeping while walking" I said as I walked up the stairs to the main room, but I didn't hear Timmy return my calls.
 "Team??"  I walked to his room, I saw him talking to himself and occasionally heard him giggling.
 "Um..Timmy, who are you talking to?"  I asked as I entered his room, my son's expression was a little surprised because of my arrival.  "No dad ... I didn't talk to anyone" he said lying, this was the first time he lied to me.
 "Dear Tim ... I know that you miss Mom, but you know that lying is not good?"
 I said, staring and grabbing his shoulders.  I hurriedly left him in the room and prepared breakfast for him.

 Maybe this is how difficult it is to be a single parent, I really know that kid wouldn't lie if he wasn't scared.  Since my wife's death 3 years ago, he left me and little Timmy when he was 2 years old.
 "Ah..maybe normal for a 5 year old child to have such high delusions"
 I thought to myself, still remembering Timmy chattering to himself in his room.

 # 7:45 AM
 "Tim ... come here kid. Let's have breakfast"
 I said a little screaming.  Immediately I heard small footsteps running across the second floor.  I immediately returned to the dining room and to my surprise I found Timmy sitting eating dry bread and cream soup with gusto.
 "Tim? Since when were you there?"
 I asked him.
 "Since dad called earlier I immediately ran from dad's tv room. I'm afraid you will be angry with Timmy again."
 He spoke the words with teary eyes.  I hugged him immediately to explain that I was not angry.
 "Dad loves you Timmy ..."
 I said, kissing her forehead.

 # 08.00 AM
 Timmy and I were getting ready to go to my family's shop.  The shop was a gift from my late father.  Even though it's just a small shop, it's enough to support us both.  I put Timmy in the car and put a seat belt on him.  When I started driving, I remembered what happened at home.
 "Who was in Timmy's room this morning"
 I muttered to myself, I shuddered a little because the incident the night before a child woke me and his face was so crushed, that it makes more sense how I could be in the warehouse when I woke up.  When I looked into the mirror to see how Timmy was behind, I saw him chuckling like someone whispered a joke to him.
 "Timmy ... what are you doing."
 He was shocked and seemed to stare at something beside him then nodded slowly.
 "I'm talking to brother."
 He said softly and looked grim,
 "team..it is not good talking to something that is not real."
 I said while parking the car in the shop garage, Timmy started to cry
 "He's real daddy .. he's my brother. He said that if you don't love him so you pretend not to see him"
 he said again, crying.  I immediately got out of the car and took Timmy into the shop.

 "Hello Aunt Merry."  My greeting to my shop assistant is my neighbor who I think of like my own parents, she has been a waitress since my family still lives in this shop, which has now been converted into a complete shop.

 # 08.30 AM
 I tried to calm Timmy who was still crying since the conversation in the car earlier.  Maybe because tired of crying Timmy fell asleep on my lap, I laid him down on the sofa in my study.  Shortly after laying Timmy down I heard someone knock on my door.  "Josh ...?"  A familiar voice called out to me, which was none other than Aunt Merry's voice.  I rushed to open the door and saw Aunt Merry was holding Timmy who was still sobbing.
 "How could you leave Timmy in Josh's garage?"
 Said Aunt Merry.
 "But bi. I just put you to sleep on the sofa earlier."
 I tried to explain to Aunt Merry, Aunt Merry frowned and tried to peek at the sofa.
 "What do you mean? This is Timmy right in front of you. Here take care of him, he was crying himself in the garage earlier. You seem exhausted Josh, try to take a break."

 I also took Timmy from Merry's aunt.
 "Dad ... don't leave me. Forgive Timmy, bad timmy made dad angry. But Alex said he's my brother, he really has a father. Earlier my own father took him in, but dad left me alone."
 Timmy's words made me shiver even more with fear.  When I tried to look at the sofa where I put 'Timmy' earlier, I immediately saw the child.  The child who was bothering me last night, he grinned and crept upside down at me while muttering vague words, but I heard one word that I understood a little.  "Kill him" the sentence made me run to take Timmy outside the shop building.  At that time I began to realize that what Timmy had said was not a joke, the supernatural being was after Timmy.  My only child,
 "But who is alex? Why is he bothering me and Timmy?"
 I muttered to myself, with all my confusion, I went to the garage and said goodbye to Aunt Mery "My aunt and Timmy seem to have to go back to the house. I left the shop, don't forget to lock it. Thank you bi" I hurried to drive my car back home.  to the house.

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