A MENTARY WITHOUT EMOTION
Darkened
No one knows. What I did in this ancient house.
Thank you for reading Lucy's journey.
And Welcome to the dark side of Lucy's world.
‘Sruk.....Sruk.....Sruk ’
No one knows what lies behind room 40.
A locked room that no one but the owner has ever explored.
There is no such thing as happiness in a sad face and no one laughs in the darkness of a room.
We all know that sadness will be destroyed if we forget the past, even though we forget it still sometimes the memory returns suddenly when we are pensive.
The bitter taste intertwined in this feeling, my heart slowly melted due to the heat of the emotions. The black liquid appeared after it was torn apart in my chest.
I was so disappointed that I had to swallow a sedative. “No, this does not work at all.”
‘Sruk...sruk..
“They all fooled me! Why?”
“WHY!?”
“Why should Mom leave me like this? Though I've waited long enough until now, Why did Mom have to kill herself?”
‘Sruk...sruk..sruk.
“If it's like that why don't you take me with you?”
I tried to survive, but everything was destroyed. Hope destroyed...
‘Sruk... Sruk... Sruk.’
Puncture, puncture, puncture, puncture continuously. Do I need to stab myself like this helpless doll. The doll I stabbed was covered in blood.
Don't be afraid, this isn't the blood that the teddy bear took out, but it's my blood, the blood that came out of my hands.
Lots, lots of scratching. The scratches I made filled my arm, the pain I received was still inferior to the one in my heart. Wh why? Not bleeding at all.
“Hahaha, so funny, how can a human being be in pain without any injury from within?”
I drank once more the medicine beside me and continued to stab the doll until it was torn apart and crushed like me.
“Arrghh this does not work at all. Should I take more than the dose again?”
I stabbed him with a cutter. The cutter I used for....
‘Tring~tring~’ (phone ringing sound)
‘Tring~ tring~ tring~’
‘Tring~tring~tring~triiiiiiiiinggg’
‘BRAK!’
I threw the cutter on the phone until the screen cracked.
“WHISPER!”
‘Tring~tring~tring’
“Why do you still sound stupid phone! I DON'T CARE ABOUT ANYONE ANYMORE!”
I covered my ears with both hands.
“Noisy, noisy, noisy, I don't want to be disturbed.”
Muttering constantly, while staring at the cracked mirror beside me. Glass was still scattered on the floor, though, tangled and torn fabrics lined up in several places and pillows that had been tattered camping until the contents came out and the walls were scratched by red and black ink that was not clear. This messy room is not my room but the room releases all emotions so as not to feel the emotions themselves.
"LUCKY!!"
I looked slowly at the somewhat fragile brown door.
"LUCKY!! Are you inside?"
There was a familiar voice in my ear, still I ignored the person.
***
Niki went into my house and looked for what she was looking for.
"Lucy...? Is he in yak's room?"
Niki turned the handle of the door and opened it and peered inside.
"Lucy?? There's no yak?"
Niki looked at the room he entered a little messy.
"As usual he did not clean his bedroom before leaving... Hmm wait a minute... Every time he goes, doesn't he lock the door? That means Lucy's still here."
Niki saw my desk full of empty papers.
"It looks like I have to start from here" he said, starting to tidy up a lot of papers strewn across the table.
After Niki tidied up the paper, he looked for a place to store the paper.
"I'll just put it in the desk drawer yak."
Niki pulled my desk drawer, she saw a piece of paper inside, she picked it up and flipped the paper. Behind the paper is a piece of writing.
‘If you want to know the truth and regain your memory, go to the police station and say Mr. Baron's name - Peter.’
Niki's eyes widened and dropped the paper in her hands scattered on the floor.
His hands were trembling and his face was like fear. He saw the end of 'Peter'.
He scrunched his eyebrows.
"Who's Peter? How did he know about it?" Niki immediately ran into the kitchen with a panicked face.
"Lucy where are you?"
He did not find the person he was looking for. Niki doesn't give up, she looks for him in the bathroom.
He broke down the bathroom door without knowing who was inside.
"LUCKY!"
There aren't. There's nothing in the toilet either. Niki's face began to pale, then he ran into the living room once again, nothing, he had also checked into the kitchen and the backyard was still not there. Niki walked in the panting hallway of my house, with the condition of his body that had eroded his energy, he slumped on the floor.
'Bruk!'
"Where?" muttered Niki with a blank look.
'Srukis.... Sruk.... Sruk...'
Niki turned towards the door next to her, the door of room number 40. The door I had forbidden to enter.
Because the contents are a curse that causes anyone who enters it will feel tremendous pain until he loses the emotions and feelings in his heart after leaving the room. The story I told her managed to scare Niki half to death and did not dare to touch that door.
But not for now after hearing the voice from within. He looked at the door with a frustrated face. He woke up before he held the door.
Slowly but surely. Niki opened it slowly. Before he saw me sitting piercing a doll that was covered with blood accompanied by a messy room like a broken ship, and besides drugs that various variants are also present around me.
He looked at me surprised. Niki ran inside and stopped my actions which was quite absurd. Niki pulled my hand to turn towards her, when she let go of my hand after she saw many scratches on my arm.
"Lucy! Your arms." he said with trembling lips.
Niki stood up and was about to find the first treatment in the emergency health box located in the kitchen.
As he was in the doorway, I asked him.
"Why are you here? I already banned you from coming here, didn't I?"
And the umpteenth time Niki fell silent and ignored it. Makes me a little surprised.
Niki heads to the kitchen to pick up the emergency health box. He gave medicine to every wound before bandaging it.
"Why did you do this, and you've been lying to me all this time."
Niki still did not answer and just lowered his head as if he was contemplating in his heart.
"My answer is Niki."
His eyes were already glazed over, his hands were trembling and becoming extremely cold.
"I-i... I'm mi-apologizing Lucy."
He wiped his tears, but I suffered the most here.
"All of that was a lie, right? There's no way you shot my dad, right!?"
With a heavy heart Niki replied.
"The events in the theater for decades are all true... I shot your father that time."
Suddenly he held both my hands and said in a sad voice.
"Lucy's... If you remember all that, I'd like to apologize, I'm really sorry to do it. I don't know if the horrible thing that happened to your family was all because of what I did. I'm so sorry. Please forgive me. I'm sorry Lucy... Hix.. Hix... I feel guilty about it... I tried my best to protect you until now, initially to penetrate my sins but I was sincerely friends with you Lucy... Hix.. Hicks."
She continued to cry, but I just fell silent as if my heart was breaking. "Get out of this room, I told you not to come in here" I said in an unfamiliar tone.
"Lucy's... I don't care about the curse I got from this room... But I got this paper in your drawer." Niki showed me the paper in front of my face.
I looked at the paper I first got from Peter. All this time the paper led me to the truth. The painful truth.
"Lucy's.... Tell me who Peter is? Why does he know about Mr. Baron?" ask Niki with a serious face.
"I don't know him, don't interfere with my business."
"Lucy, come... Answer me, "pinta Niki while she welcomes.
"I don't care and don't know about Peter at all. Get out of this room."
Niki was saddened by not getting a clear answer. Then his thoughts became negative, the thing that scared him when he asked me a question.
"If you remember all that, do you still want to be friends with me?"
His face turned frantic, he was afraid that my answer would disappoint him. He had doubts about this friendship.
The friendship that was built a year ago, up until now we are close enough, to the point that you never fade in that warm smile.
Did you forget? If I'm not happy to see the happiness of others. Therefore I feel pain and this pain is the worst thing but it can also be the best thing because it feels like it sounds opium.
I fell silent and did not respond to his answer, only a sentence came out of my mouth.
"Go away... And leave me alone."
Niki began to understand it.
With a gloomy face, he stood up and lifted his feet from this place.
'Please forgive me.'
....
"Sometimes we have to forgive ourselves and others by accepting an apology even if the pain persists in the heart."
