Laboratory - Red

Chapter 14 Maria Aggy

I returned. Fuck the lesson or my punishment for keeping the library in school. I walked half way to the house. There was nowhere safe but my house, which was secluded in the woods and never detected by the map.

I opened that door. I lay myself on a messy bed. No. gabe. Not just a mattress, but my whole house is dirty like an animal's nest. No matter I'm a girl or whatever, I'm reluctant to clean the house.

The red filter is gone. I let out a long sigh stretching my arms and legs which were starting to stiffen. The whole memory of Emmi's murder will never be forgotten. Really epic.

"You're too young for a crime" I imitated Emmi's words with a bitter smile. Why do I want to stab her body again.

Hoodie's mine! Yep. It's okay, for the umpteenth time I sacrifice my favorite things for personal pleasure. How simple I am and how strange my life is.

I grabbed my phone, typing all the symptoms I experienced in the search field.

There's none. There is absolutely no website that explains the red filter that turned my entire life storyline into a killer. I killed 2 people and it's crazy for a girl as stable as me.

Busy looking for symptoms of my disorder, suddenly the logic appeared. What if I were a psychopath? Is it because of the red room effect? That damned website that didn't kill me but instead made me kill someone else?

I went back to digesting everything from the beginning. When the red effects recur, and when my whole body feels excruciating pain it will not be able to subside if I have not killed someone. Looky. In fact, I am relieved and satisfied after finishing someone. But do I have to kill people every day to make me feel relieved? Ill-favored. Everything turned sharply for the worse.

I put my phone down and walked to the mirror in the room. I looked at myself who was already so bad. This poniku, almost closing the eyes and disturbing the vision. I cut it with scissors, no matter if it gets tidy or it gets more and more untidy.

***

Tomorrow has come. The sky is brightly decorated with white clouds. Morning dew, and the sound of water gurgling in the school pond.

It should have been a beautiful morning with such sights. But I was wrong. When I entered the classroom, starting from Miss Disa (my classroom guardian), and the classmates stormed out to ask for answers to the disappearance of Emmi and myself during the empty hours yesterday.

That's when the cold sweat started to wash over. God! What reasonable reason should I make to cover up my sin?

"You were the last one with him yesterday" "Yes! You left class with Emmi yesterday and disappeared and didn't go back to class, did you?" "you were the last one to talk to her yesterday, right? Why is it that comes back just you, Agg? Where's Emmi?".

That's enough. I'm really on the edge of fear. I wiped off the sweat while putting my bag for a moment onto the bench. That's when Miss Disa approached.

"I.." I started to twist the brain and heat it up. Trying to find a reasonable excuse to answer the insistence of my own friends and homeroom teacher.

"In.he was murdered".

They were obviously shocked to death. Agatha was crying, she hysterically heard my statement just now. In this situation, I should really be able to manipulate the entire class.

"I was saved yesterday by him. Emmi sacrificed her life for me. The criminal chased both of us and he caught Emmi" I continued. Putting on the saddest face. Now I shed tears, just play. Really am. No other idea came up to cover up my mistake.

"Aggy.." Miss Disa looked around and hugged me.

"Can you tell me more? Emmi's family was really worried and now can only pray. The police still can't find any trace of him".

"Emmi and I accidentally went into a deserted place, ma'am. Suddenly we were chased by a stranger with a knife. Emmi was killed to save me and I am now safe. He sacrificed for me" I said in a raucous voice.

Everything's bowed. Some of them cry.

"Can you show me the place, baby?" Miss Disa stroked my short hair, her gentle demeanor trying to calm me down and tell me more about the case. I just realized that the police were too slow to know where the body was.

I nodded, then showed me where it was. And after that Ms. Disa informed Emmi's family by phone. Miss Disa was crying bitterly.

"You sure?" That sound. Amar put on a serious look at me. I replied with a nod while wiping away the tears.

"Yesterday instead of you running from Emmi out of fear you were bullied? Or maybe..."

"Don't-don't what?!" I shouted back to make the whole class towards me, including Miss Disa who immediately turned off her phone.

"You think I'm a killer?! I was really surprised Emmi was able to save me after all the actions she had done to me!" .

"Hey man! I'm not accusing you of being the girl's killer. I just thought there might be something weird going on".

Shut me up at that time. What did I do yesterday? Ill-favored. I'm sorry now. All my bad feelings are back. What if they find out? What if Emmi's family finds out? What if I become a criminal? What if the whole world hates me?

You're too young for criminal activity. Those words again. Always in the memory of my brain, always to keep remembered like a motto.

"That's it. Now the most important thing is that Emmi's body must be found immediately" Miss Disa defended me again, calming me down. Did I manage to influence them?

***

That afternoon was quite crowded. My name became quite famous everywhere. I saw Emmi's corpse which was already very bad. The rotten blood still enveloped.

My hoodie. Various reasons began to be made to cover everything. If maybe they make me a suspect, it doesn't seem a little difficult. If you think in each logic, it is clear that children of my age, especially women, are a little difficult to believe if I am the killer.

The body was later autopsied. The crying of Emmi's family accompanied her death. I'm still lucky, because there's no cctv and no witnesses in this place.

"There are about 30 punctures on this child's body. The temple was probably cut by the perpetrator. And we didn't find any evidence" a police officer spoke to reporters after the autopsy was completed.

This place is really crowded.

"I'm still looking for him today. It is suspected the victim saved his schoolmate and the perpetrator killed the victim with the initials E" the police said. The question and answer session was quite long. Lots of questions asked by some journalists who swarmed the scene of the crime.

I was down at that moment too. You're too young for criminal activity. I think the girl has a point. Is this what Jean (the main character in my favorite novel, Dead in my room) killed after being betrayed? It made me gobsmack, what I did, some of those stabs I was inspired by Jean. Could the novel be cursed? No, that's impossible. Or logically only. Maybe it's because I read the horror genre and being a horror movie follower makes me feel like a psychopath. Ill-favored.