PSYCHO FAKE

Chap.3 [Revised ]

Kamta-kamta kamsar!!!!

FLASHBACKS

Johan was now hiding among the pile of dead bodies of his friends, there was chaos in his office, suddenly all the doors and windows could not be opened so they were all confined in there, some were locked in the toilet, the meeting room, canteen and others.

Of course, it happened because it was intentional. None other than Jhonson. With arrogance he volunteered to kill the person in Johan's office at once, without the help of his other friends.

Everything went well, room by room Jhonson came in.

The more he entered the room the more lives people were lost. Jhonson thinks this is just a warm-up, he will exert all his energy in the diamond city later.

"This is the last room" muttered Jhon then entered the room, with a little deliberate Jhon opened the door plan to add to the impression of horror, and right! The people there were trembling in fear, they already knew that in front of them was a crazy psychopathic killer who had killed his friends.

They were terrified to hear the screams of pain that echoed throughout the office, and now they could only wait for their turn to be killed. "You are evil enough to let your friends die, but from now on they call your names and ask for help" said Jhon.

"Well yeah, I forgot the door on the lock"

Kekeh Jhon relaxed while taking out his favorite weapon that is still warm because it continues to be plugged into the human body.

"Please let us go"

Please someone with trembling and that second also the iron rod in Jhonson's hand stuck in his head.

The people there immediately shouted hysterically and wave away from Jhonson who approached the person whose head was stabbed by a stick.

Die off? Of course the guy died.

Jhonson pulled the stick with his tail of eyes, watching the movements of his prey who wanted to escape through the door that Jhonson had just opened.

Those 6 people were watching Jhonson who was glorifying his weapon with affection. They nodded in agreement to flee when Jhonson was still turning his back on them.

Taps..

The first step they wanted to run immediately stopped when Jhonson drew the elongated and pointed weapon down their necks, and with a single slash five heads fell to the floor simultaneously.

Only one more head, it looks like the edge of his neck has been scratched and bleeding. "Hiks no no" the woman shook her head, she walked backwards until the wall behind her stopped her steps.

John looked at the woman. She was very beautiful and more beautiful with an expression of fear and tears.

Jhonson approached, he put away the bangs that disturbed the sight of the beautiful face. Take it slow so that it makes the woman a little calm. "Close your eyes" Whispered Jhon and the woman according.........."Cup" Jhon kissed the right eye which was a bit swollen due to long crying "Cup" and kissed his left again.

The rapid heartbeat began to decline even though his expression was still the same, frightened and still crying. But because of Jhonson's treatment he became a bit calm. And Jhonson likes that. "You're going with me" whispered Jhon to the woman's surprise.

"meaning?"

He asked the woman but was immediately read out by Jhonson because he opened his eyes again.

"Close your eyes and never open them"

The woman complied and Jhon stroked the top of his head happily.

"Say Good bye to word"

Jhon cupped the smooth cheek with his big left hand. And with a very fast movement Jhon's right hand slashed the woman's neck, so that the body that had no support was collapsed to the ground.

"Oh good, nice expression" muttered Jhon smiling in satisfaction as he held the pretty head out. "This will be the most beautiful display in the room" Praise Jhon, he will torture Prof. Mark if he's wrong again preserve his favorite head.

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On the other hand, Johan cursed because he still could not open the door out of this hell office when the door was made of glass.

"Am I breaking up? If it breaks later the sound of the shards will be loud, not to mention it's late at night, he must have heard and will be here"

Johan muttered thinking hard. He was grateful to still survive even though several times he almost passed the psychopath. And now it's his last chance to live, if he manages to open this door he'll be safe.

If broken will be loud sound, if broken the more loud the sound. The back door of the material is of iron, it is impossible Johan can open it, and if he is upstairs then he will meet the psychopath again.

Johan what now? He's really confused. Did he have to risk breaking that door? Than waiting for that psychopath to come here.

"Akhh shit!"

As for Johan who is on standby to break down, he is ready with the possibility to come. Life and death are in his own hands.

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"Ahh~ late, I think I missed playing until I forgot the time"

Gumam Jhon who has returned to his informal language.

He glanced at the watch that had shown at 11 pm, while they were told to gather at 10 past 30 pm. "Cih" decih Jhon then gently stroked the hair in his hand.

PRANGGKKK

Jhonson heard the sound of broken glass downstairs, immediately he rushed to find out why and what was there.

Inner Johan, and without further ado he immediately left his office.

When stepping his foot out Johan froze, a very bad sight was shown before him, a terrible and disgusting owh, Johan was very adamant to refrain from vomiting.

Corpses...... Bodies are slinging here, there's no sign of life. Even so, Johan is grateful because if everyone has been killed, it means he is not here anymore, it means this road is safe.

"Wait on papa, Lily!"

Just one step Johan walked down the road suddenly someone held his hand. His body was twisted and immediately hit when Johan was already dealing with Jhonson.

Johan slammed far away, enough to make his hand sprained. Ukh caught apparently, did not expect this soon.

"You! Old man you can run away without seeing me first"

Said Jhon shaking his slanted smile. Although a little annoyed because he neglected to let one fly almost run away.

"Dam!n&an!" Johan people "You're not human! It could be a barbaric thing like gini" Johan said with emotion, his forehead wrinkled indicating he was very angry. The eyes that were always cold were now staring intently at Jhonson. Not usually, even though Johan is the type of person who easily controls emotions.

Damnit damnit! I did not intentionally speak rudely. I could have said my words earlier could provoke his anger. Goddamnit! It's because of the situation. Yeah of course, how can anyone stand being in a pile of corpses, right?

"Uhuk"

"The old man dared to speak rudely, fortunately I am not a father"

Jhonson said.

There is no time for this child...

Johan who saw Jhonson smiling jeje smile while stroking the head of the woman in his hand chose to run away mumpung no chance. Johan took a thousand steps to leave Jhonson who was busy with his own world, but unfortunately Johan did not know even though Jhonson did not see it directly he still glanced at Johan with the tail of his eyes. Don't misunderstand Jhonson's seriousness, a little misacting can be his business.

***

"Haaah hhaaahh huft"

"I'm not strong anymore, I might not have time to nyemalatin Cecil"

Johan muttered, his handsome face that had been eaten by age was flooded with cold sweat water. Not just the face maybe the whole body.

His eyes were blurry and pushy looking at the bodies tossed, his sprained hands were very sick, his body was trembling in fear because he felt that someone was following him and dizzy and confused to hit him because he still did not know, what's really going on.

Why is there a massacre of this magnitude, is there a war? Who is at war?. Johan really doesn't know.

Suddenly situsi turned gripping in one night without knowing the signs.

"So very face-to-face, dead mending"

Jhonson who saw Johan's face was very confused.

"Hhhh!?"

Surprised Johan, how did he get here?. Johan spontaneously struck Jhonson in the face until the head he was holding fell off. It didn't hurt for Jhonson, but because he lost his beloved head slightly, and it made the pretty face ugly. Jhonson doesn't like it, he's angry, the head will be one of his best assets but Johan ruined it. Unable to let, Jhonson will seriously kill Johan.

"S!a|an you old man"

The sizzle of Jhonson, he stepped on the ugly head until it was crushed, until his eyes were loose and his brain splattered. The darkness had already enveloped him. There's no hope for Johan anymore, it'll be his last night.

Brakkk

Jhon smashed the wood he had picked at Johan but unfortunately it missed.

As long as you know, why Johan can survive this long because he was a member of the military whose ability deserves thumbs up, if the city he lived in better maybe he had served as a military commander. But alas, talent will not be useful in their eyes if it comes to money 'rich people who deserve to live happily rich people who have the right to power' those words indirectly became the motto in today's world. The motto that becomes the pride of the rich, the motto that becomes the misery of the poor.

'It's their own fault, their own fault is not smart, their own fault is not trying, their own fault is lazy'. Those words are what they often say and it's 'right', right if it is the person like that, otherwise what? You know the answer yourself, right?.

"DEAD KAUU"

Shouted Jhonson furiously, yet he had time to avenge the unexpected building that burned on it collapsed and befall him.

Haha good luck approached Johan 'intermittent'. Not thinking twice about Johan running away to his house.

*** Tens of minutes later

"Akhh fortunately can avoid, late little dead me"

Hiss Jhonson threw away his jacket that was burning in every direction.

Just look out for you old man, I'll know that Inner Jhon will burn...

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