Someone is dead - 2

A ruckus filled with the shattering voice of cries coveted my eardrums as the dead body splays by their eyes to witness.

I couldn't move.

Definitely, it was our school security man, MR. BONG.

Am I still in one of my continuous nightmares? Please, I wanted to wake up!

His pale face indirectly facing towards me, empty eyes stare back at me, sending churn to the pit of my stomach. Implement a lucid image of his death to the back of my mind.

I put my hand over my mouth to muffle a scream while the paramedic roughly snatched the linen, giving me an annoyed glance as he putting it back to its place.

Did I accidentally injured him? Does he bleed heavily to his death? A shivers run through my spine, thinking, should I look back yesterday, just to make sure he is not hurt anywhere, will he survive?

So, now...

I'm a murderer.

How about my future?

The thoughts give me another pang of headaches, I swayed a little but Samuel manages to hold me back in place.

"Lana..." He muttered my name.

I ignored, him bringing my feet to the classroom for the urge to confirm the incident for myself.

Nevertheless, there are yellow tapes across our classroom door, preventing us from coming any nearer while the police were investigating the crime scene. I dived into the group of students to get clear of view, and all I see is crimson red from the wall to the floor.

God... is this my doing? Have I send him thrown to the wall and blood splattering everywhere.

It's messy and smelly...

What has happens yesterday replays from the spot where Mr. Bong had cornered me.

I see myself pulling the table to stop him from getting any closer to me. I heard him gasped in pain yet I didn't make any effort to turn. Is the loud thud I heard the sound of his head smashed onto the floor, how strong am I to cause this scenery.

I'm selfishly dashed to my escape. And I see myself heading towards the exits that I'm standing in front of now.

I see myself gaping in terror, about to run over me, I try to avoid...

Somehow I realized the noises in my vicinity suppressed.

I couldn't feel a thing...

The last thing I knew, I faced the ceiling, and then Samuel comes into my view.

His lips pronounce my names but I was unable to respond to him.

I tried and try until I was totally consumed by a murky black space...

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The scene pushes forward to where I have been from yesterday, once more, standing alone in the middle of the room with Mr. Bong. His broken lips twitched, forcing his rasping voice howled at me, "MURDERER!"

My feet betrayed me, constrained me to where I was standing as he approaching me in his awkward posture. His lips in a dark shade of purple reflecting the vivid hues of death in his complexion.

He is dead, and it's all my fault.

The intense building up is painful from thudding and tightening in my chest, torturing me to the brink of insanity.

"Laanna Kangg..."

He is reaching me with his trembling bloody hand.

"No!" I gasped for air, eyes fluttered to a view of the familiar plain white ceiling then the smell of sharp disinfectant welcoming my nostril. Unsure of how I have been here, I exhaled in relief that it was, after all, another one of my nightmares.

"Lana Kang," This time a soft voice startled me.

Ms. Oh, our school infirmary medical officer was there all along, beside the bed, studying me. "You alright? You still burning with the flush of fever but you will be fine if you go home and rest," She explained while checking on the IV drips. "You are exhausted, that's why you fainted this morning. I put you on IV drips, and it's almost done." She continued, marking on my medical chart file.

"Thank you, Ms. Oh."

"You are welcome. Samuel, your cousin said will be taking you home, he is settling the paperwork in the administration office. You can rest while waiting." She said smiling.

Cousin?

We being cousin...? Ah, one of his tactics again. I noticed Samuel had been persistent towards me, the more I distance myself from him the closer he got. Ugh, my head. "Ooh, cousin. Yes, he is. Thank you for letting me know."

"No problem, get some rest. I will be back to remove the IV. See you."

"It's alright, I will ask my cousin to help me remove the IV, don't worry Ms. Oh," I uttered in distress. I needed to know what happens to the investigation.

Did they found out about me? So will there be a group of SWAT awaiting to capture me just in time? I probably the most dangerous criminal for them at this moment.

Ugh, there goes my wild imagination again...

"Sure, just let me know if you need help. I will be in my office," She replied, considering it for a second before approving my request.

"Thanks."

As soon as Ms. Oh exiting the room, inspecting the drips, I couldn't wait any longer. While I was working on removing the IV on me, again I was surprised by Samuel entering the room without an alarm.

Glaring at me, he is displeased with my intention. "What are you trying to do?"

Our gaze locked, somehow I wonder will he look at me like this anymore? The sour taste at the back of my throat is threatening to burst any moment from now.

Sam, I'm a criminal...

"Mr. Bong... I,... I'm the one who killed him," I mumbled, looking for solace from him.

I watched the color from his face drained, the tenses in the air. Panic, he advanced to me, stifled me from talking further. "Shh!"