
"Huh?"
There was no one, the room was even neat and clean as usual.
Elzay sighed, staring at every inch of the room, as if looking for awkwardness there.
"Cih" she said.
He came out of the room and stepped gruntly while thinking, for a moment he stared fixedly at the ice lime on the living room table, his black net was even very sharp when highlighting the drink.
"Huh shit, even Lisa and Lily's numbers are both off" she grumbled.
**
LILIANA POV:
My breath is no longer crowded, the heat like burning is no longer felt, now my body is lighter, does this mean I have been released from the world?
All those painful memories came back to my mind, the sense that I wanted to cry and scream, Elisha... He was the mastermind behind Daniel's death, it turns out my curiosity was true all along, I felt guilty for not listening to Daniel's words at that time, if only I had calmed down a little and believed what he said, he would not have died.
And just a moment ago, Elisha even poisoned me, I was afraid, this scary feeling really tormented me.
A moment after I was immersed in my grief, I vaguely saw a light, a blurred look and became clear the more I blinked.
I could feel the air I was breathing, it smelled like a brittle wall smell and in part I felt like the scent of dust.
Where'sisthis?
Is this where the dead are?
Now that my eyes were opened wider, my vision was clearer as well, but I became astonished, this was a place I did not recognize at all.
"..."
The deg!
I gasped when I realized I was alive.
I remember feeling tormented for a moment by the poison Elisha had given me, and then I was unconscious in the woman's bed, and when I opened my eyes, I was already here, sitting limp in a barn with his hands tied back.
I thrashed, but it was in vain, the bond was very strong, the more I thrashed, the more my hand was scratched because of it.
"Well, wake up excited, I love that, ah the antidote is pretty good too"
A familiar voice rang out from the top of the stairs, Elisha descended the steps one by one slowly, his face grinning, making me tremble by itself. Ah, he stopped in the middle of the stairs, I saw him sharply, he laughed, covered his face with a amused laugh, what was funny about him?.
"Pft, when I came down these stairs, I remembered the incident" he said.
That incident?
Whatdoes thatmean?
He stopped laughing, in the darkness there I was sure he was looking at me sharply, I could feel that.
"That was the most fun thing when we went together"
"..."
"At that time, my hand moved by itself to push the two fans" he said with a chuckle.
I snorted, my eyes widened and my mouth open, he pushed the two innocent children away? What's his purpose? Is he crazy?
"What do you mean Elisha?"
"uh? You don't understand that either? All right, I'll give you a light language, well listen carefully, I purposely pushed them up the stairs"
"..."
My tears came out without being told, how could anyone be as cruel as him?
That terrible incident, that incident that took my future son.
"...What's their fault with you?"
"Huh, wrong? I don't need that to do what I want, but honestly something that was in your stomach was a little bit bothering me"
What, what's he talking about?
My kid?
He intentionally did that to harm me as well as my son?
Is that what he wants to tell me?
"..."
"Oh you're crying, please don't cry Lily" she said as she ran over to me.
"Hiks, Elisha Hiks, what is my fault with you? Why are you being this way about me?"
"..."
"You know? Everything in the world is as it should be, just as murderers come to kill, and victims come to die"
"..."
Those horrible words he said were enough to make me tremble, it meant that he was going to kill me, oh my god I was so scared.
I took my breath and let it out, I've had too many tears, right now I have to calm down so I can think about how to get out and get out of here, moreover, I have to get off this fucking rope in my hand.
He looked at me with that gaze, a flat and scary look, then he walked over, pulled a chair and sat down before me, his hands reached into his jacket pocket, put a cigarette in his mouth and burned it, make the room stuffy filled with smoke in the air.
"You.. lady brother*t you're Elisha, you killed my future son, killed my husband and now you're planning to kill me here, huh?"
"Interruption, I didn't kill your husband, nor did I plan to kill you if you behaved well today"
"Well, Daniel is dead, and it's obviously you, and then you poison that lime water, you're really sick of Elisha"
"..."
My heart was racing, my breathing was irregular, this was the first time I yelled at someone after Daniel, the feeling I could no longer stem my pain.
"Daniel didn't die because of me, and I didn't poison her lime water either, you were overreacting" she said.
"You're still arguing, huh?"
"I'm telling you the truth, I drank the same lime water as you, but look, I'm fresh in shape" he chuckled.
He's right, why don't I think about it, if the water is toxic, obviously it's going to be the same as me, anyway he might be willing to take that risk.
Oh, I know...
"...The glass" I muttered.
I saw a smile on her thin lips, flicking her finger, she looked very happy.
"True, the glass, I did put the poison in the glass, precisely your glass" he said with a smile.
I clenched my hand, I was really mad at him, my life was ruined instantly because of this demonic woman.
"Why do you hate me so much, Elisha?"
"..."
He was silent, while smoking his cigarette, he looked at me flatly, as well as me who was staring at him without hesitation.
"Uh, I don't like that look" he said.
Ah, he got up, walked slowly and picked up a few piles of paper and returned to his original seat.
"Try you to look at this barn, does this look foreign to you?"
Whatdoes thatmean?
I stared back and forth, but even though I observed it a few times, this warehouse was indeed very foreign to me, I could not remember that I knew of such a terrible place.
"Huh, don't you remember? And you wrote and described it nicely in this article"
"Article?"
"Yes, this article"
Elisa shows a file that reads "Biography of the killer, written by Liliana Grace"
Huh, that article was the one I wrote back in school, but why does she still keep it, what does it have to do with all this.
"Not remember yet? All right, I'll just read it so you remember, ahem ahem"
"..."
"Yohan Alcester began dragging his victims into the cellar of his house, down a slightly fragile staircase. The dark and stuffy room, also damp and horribly shady, he abused every woman he took there, brutally tortured her and killed her, oh I can't go on with it"
I digest everything, and that's what makes me jerk, my body shaking violently, the words I write there, is that place really here, where I am now?.
Now he smiled at me, I was trembling in fear, even like a little mouse in front of a starving cat.
"Have you remembered?"
"..."
"No, no, this warehouse is not the location in the article you wrote, it's just a kind of replica" he said
I increasingly do not understand the meaning of his conversation.
"The person you wrote this biography of, do you even recognize him?"
"...Huh?"