
Antonio put Clara's body that seemed to have fallen asleep on his bed . He was going to take the drunken woman to his residence but the men said their superior Xavier Marcos was there .
Because he was lazy to get questions or many responses, he finally decided to bring Clara to his home in the suburbs that are not far from the evergreen forest . Actually he did not intend to follow his nephew, but it just so happened that he was invited by one of his old friends to attend his wife's birthday celebration .
At the age of forty-three he chose to remain alone . For him it was enough to see the success and happiness of the son of his brother who was Xavier's father . And he feels very good even though he lives as a single .
The man came out because it was impossible to sleep alone in the same bed as the woman who was still closing her eyes . Antonio chose to sit on the front porch of his house to see the darkness of the forest right in front of his house . Hoping for a savage beast to cross and he could hunt to just move his muscles .
As Clara slowly opened her eyes, the woman squinted when she found herself in a room unfamiliar to her . The room that strongly felt the aura of his man . Musk aroma, animal headdress that is either original or not, all furniture made of wood with dark brown wall color and dim lighting . More like a haunted house he used to visit as a child with his friends .
What he checked first was his clothes, it seemed safe just because his clothes were still fully attached . And his body is fine 'cause there's no sense of physical violence whatsoever . Naturally, if he thinks so because as he remembers he was with a stranger when he arrived his head felt dizzy . Looks like the wine he ordered contained too high alcohol .
The thirst and hunger began to strike him, he saw nothing on the nightstand beside his bed . There was only one key that he knew as his car key .
A moment later Clara decided to get out of the room, looking for anything to fill her stomach or treat her thirst .The woman observed every corner of the house that was not too big it was . Very quiet, not one person in all the rooms he saw .
And he could breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the small kitchen that looked very neat, but he snorted annoyed at not finding what was in his refrigerator . Only a few bottles of cool water can adequately wet his throat .
Clara tiptoed in shock when she heard several gunshots . His heart was beating fast because only once did he hear directly the sound of bullets coming out of his nest .
Once again he observed every corner of this house, his memories then came to the horror movies he often saw . And a house like this that is usually inhabited by sadistic psychopaths, a house that is too neat with an old interior painting or animal heads like the one in his room earlier .
Clara immediately ran back to the room to pick up her car keys, she had seen from the kitchen window her car was parked next to the house . Looks like the guy she met last night was a crazy guy who was after a woman like her .
After getting the key Clara went to the back door because there was no way she could pass the front door . It's possible that the man has gone home and gone back to look for him . Clara broke through the back door and ....
BUGGHHHHH ...
" Akkkhhhhhh .. "the screech was restrained when it hit such a hard boulder that it made his shirt and head that hit very sick .
" You .... "
" I beg ... Don't !! "