Biohazard's Catastrophe: Death's Hallway

Dark Document

JDAR!

JDAR!

CRINT!

Ardana almost exclaimed in excitement before finally having to swallow her own irritation. The key equipped with a digital system on the outside was successfully broken down with a little violence. But on the inside of the box, somehow, both doors are tied with long chains that are connected and seem disheveled. So complicated, the iron object looks like a mound of something that clumps and widens.

“Hah? What the fuck?!” his jolt. He is not out of thought with the way people who are there in securing important things. But from there, this young man knew what they wanted to check was still inside the box.

“Why, Dan?” paramitha asked who was surprised to hear Ardana's voice rising.

While glancing at Paramitha, Ardana pointed to the inside of the crib door. “Somehow they do it, it turns out that in them are added complicated chain ties until it forms a clumping roll....ah, or what's the name!” obviously fast.

Paramitha fell silent and turned to look at the monitoring building that was fused with the basement wall where they found the secret room. There were no sounds of explosions occurring nor the appearance of the strange monstrous mutant creatures. For a while the two of them were still safe even though the new interference actually came from something that was now being worked on by Ardana.

“Maybe I can help you, Dan? We still have eight more trucks to check.” Paramitha approached Ardana who was still trying hard to break the chain link on the inside of the box that was sticking out.

Ardana scratched his head. There are eight more trucks whose cribs are still locked. To open one is difficult not to play.

“You just keep an eye out, Neng. Because only shotgun made in Italy there is only one. The blow is too strong even for myself,” said Ardana while glancing at STF/12 in the grasp of both hands.

The young man still did not want to break charcoal. The 12 gauge bullet from his shotgun muzzle again smashed many times interspersed with quick coke to knock out the chain coils bound from the inside. His efforts were only successful after he scattered seven bullets. It was almost as if his hand had been hit by the reflection from the sparks as the projectile continued to damage the chain until it was extinguished red. Both parts of the heavy steel box door were opened as wide as possible. In the middle, there was an iron box that was also tightly locked.

Without wasting any more time Ardana immediately jumped into the big steel box of the truck. The calf-high iron box with a size of almost one meter on each side was tried to drag him down.

“How, it is difficult to open it?” tanya Paramitha was curious.

Ardana sighs, “I don't know. The key is also to use the digital system and is long dead. Do not be locked in it again with a chain like this truck box door.”

“Do not make it up,” Paramitha fast. “Just open first, Dan.”

The young man complied with Paramitha's orders. The pop-up shotgun is directed right at the cube-shaped digital key that still looks shiny.

DRAKKS!

The sturdy-looking digital key shattered in two. Slowly and curiously, Ardana opened it. His breath held for a few seconds along with a sweat that began to drip from the forehead. Paramitha stared intently at the box that was starting to open.

“Give me, Dan,” pinta Paramitha.

Ardana handed the large brown envelope into Paramitha's hands and refocused on her finding gun. The Catranata girl quickly turned her back to her lover, reached into the contents of the envelope quickly and pulled some white paper from it. His two squeaking eyes swept slowly over each word, sentence to paragraph in the first sheet. A few seconds later his forehead frowned as it stopped in the last two paragraphs.

*WITH THE CONFIRMATION THROUGH THIS DOCUMENT, THE FAMILY IS NO LONGER A BIG OBSTACLE. IMMEDIATELY ACTION WILL BE TAKEN TO PASS SECRET PROJECTS THAT HAVE BEEN PIONEERED SINCE THE REFORM ERA BEGAN. SIRNASURYA WILL BE THE LATEST BREAKTHROUGH AFTER THE FIRST FACILITY IN THE WESTERN REGION OF JAVA ISLAND IS SUCCESSFUL. FOR THAT, GREAT CAMOUFLAGE IS NEEDED THAT CAN DISGUISE ACTIVITIES IN THE ARTIFICIAL FOREST.

THE LEADER NO LONGER CARES ABOUT THE METHOD THAT WILL BE DONE. AGITATION AND PROPAGANDA ARE THE MOST APPROPRIATE CHOICES GIVEN HOW MUCH INFLUENCE THE FAMILY HAS IN WEST JAVA. IF THEY CAN BE ELIMINATED, THEN IT WILL BE VERY PROFITABLE AND THE MORE PERFECT CAMOUFLAGE WE CREATE. THE NEXT FIVE SHEETS ARE DATA CONTAINING THE NAMES OF ALL TARGETS THAT WILL BE NEEDED BY THE EXECUTOR OF THE SILENT OPERATION WHICH WILL LATER BE SUBMITTED TO MAJOR TOGAR*.

Paramitha sighed softly and then took a deep breath. His emotions began to stir. The two paragraphs in the first sheet are very clearly offensive about his family even though they are not mentioned directly. The inclusion of Major Togar who incidentally is directly responsible for the tragic events that befell his family further adds to the hatred and arouses trauma that was long hidden.

Before moving on to the next sheet, Paramitha tried to calm herself down and stabilize her emotions. The closer he was to the reality he wanted to uncover, the more his heart beat. One more breath begins the opening of the second sheet. Whatever he will do later, he must be ready to accept it.

The girl's jaw stiffened as soon as the second sheet opened. Both of his eyes felt hot and poignant after knowing the contents. It contains the full names and personal data of his father and mother, followed by his grandparents and all members of the Catranata family. Everything is full up to the last sheet. Some of his cousins and uncles and aunts, whose names he shares, were killed before his eyes during the tragedy of the night.

Suddenly his mind was brought back to the scene. The fire devoured every side of the building and the objects, the sounds of the gunfire erupting, the cries of anger and death of some of the family members who went before him to face the Creator. The collapsed bodies were humiliated, trampled and kicked. As if not satisfied, the assailants in all-black uniforms he saw even scratched the faces of the victims with a commando knife. Her young self could only cry under a table.

That night, the Catranata family should still mourn the mysterious death of Linggasatria and Erni. But amidst the skewed rumors that befell them, the Catranata family elders chose to face with confrontation. But not the residents of Cikembang Village who arrived, but the unknown figures who were brutally armed. After the tragedy, Paramitha's fate changed. Heading into the darkness and misfortune of life that should not be experienced by him.

“Mitha,” reprimand Ardana.

Paramitha flinched then rubbed her two eyes which felt heavy and haphazard. He looked at the young man while staring flatly.

“We check the box on the truck next door. We better hurry a little while the trap has not exploded,” said Ardana. Two seconds later, he realized something was different from the girl's eyes.

“Matau... why?” tanyanya stroked the nape of Paramitha and looked at him fixedly.

Paramitha shook her head softly with a reviewed smile, impressed somewhat forced. “It's okay. Maybe you are the only one who just realized, but it has been like this since,” kilahnya.

That answer indeed seemed to clearly show dishonesty for Ardana. But he did not have time to continue to scrape him until Paramitha bluntly. Eight trucks with a mix of dark green and other similar shades of smoke camouflage should be checked immediately. The same way when opening the box in the first truck is repeated again but in a faster tempo.

At the same time, Paramitha stood leaning on the left side of the truck not far from the crib door. His face was bowed deeply with his eyes tightly closed, like wanting to spill out the emotions that were again muted by force. The dark documents he had just discovered were now in his arms. An important bright spot yet heavy enough to accept.

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