Psychopaths

#26

Lina managed to bring the man closer to where Ahzarel was waiting. However, he did not see that human form everywhere. "He left me?" Ask Inner Lina who was a little panicked because she was alone by this perverted man.

Suddenly a hand out of the darkness smothered the man's mouth and immediately pulled him. Lina immediately turned around and did not see the man, disappearing just like that.

"Oh my God, is this road haunted?" He realized that there was an alley so dark. He lit the match he was carrying, not knowing what reason he was carrying the match.

A dim light showed Ahzarel undressing the man.

"You pervert," he murmured. Ahzarel glanced and covered the light of the match with his hand.

"Look, can you turn it off?" Her request. Lina

just follow it and see the red eyes that are clearly visible. His eyes are like a cat, can light up in the dark.

His eyes had gotten used to the dark he vaguely saw Ahzarel dissecting the man.

"What are you doing? You're gonna kill him?"

"Shut up" he said in a soft and heavy voice.

Lina silenced her mouth. He saw Ahzarel cut off the man's body and separate his neck and head. Blood everywhere. His knees were limp, he was afraid of a cold-handed human like him.

"I borrowed your fireman." Lina gave her batter with trembling hands. He saw Ahzarel burn the gloves he was wearing and spread his ashes not to collect.

"Let's go" Ahzarel said after 1 hour had passed. Lina stood up straight while walking out the alley.

Lina swallowed her saliva with great difficulty. This incident reminded him of his sister, lucky that his sister survived that day.

"You feel at home in such dirty clothes?" Whisper Lina. Ahzarel looked and smiled.

"Sure, why not?"

"We went to that dress shop. Come on," Lina said. He clasped Ahzarel's cold hand and pulled him to a nearby clothing store.

Lina opened the door and headed straight for clothes for the men. "The clothes are cool." Lina touched the black shirt with a collar and a white-colored carelessness that adorned her. However, when he saw the price so expensive Lina undo the intention to give it to Ahzarel.

He turned around and saw Ahzarel looking at a dark purple shirt, decorated in black at the end of his arm.

"Let's choose and then I'll go home" Lina said, folding her arms.

Ahzarel walked up to the shirt Lina touched earlier and took it to the cashier. Lina was transfixed to see Ahzarel pick up a shirt without seeing the price.

"You don't see the price first?"

"Should it?" Lina snorted annoyedly at hearing the insults.

"Curtain! You rich man!" The pecker is in the heart.

After paying, Ahzarel immediately put on the shirt and set fire to his old clothes. Lina who was sleepy said goodbye to Ahzarel. "I'm going home, see you."

Just as she stepped, Lina's mouth was smothered with a handkerchief that had been given sleeping pills. His eyes darkened and unconscious.

Not knowing how long he fainted, but when he opened his eyes he was like in a warehouse. His hands were tied to the stake, and he realized Ahzarel was tied with him behind him. He realized that because there was a large mirror to his left Lina.

"Not waking up yet, is anyone?" His eyes squinted as he made sure the liquid flowing from the man's head.

"He's hurt!?"

Some time later, Ahzarel groaned. He looked up and looked around.

"What's going on?" Lina asked, making Ahzarel face to the right.

"I don't know, my head hurts."

"You have amnesia?"

"I remember my dad."

"Yes, I've never seen your parents."

"The next month when we take the rapots is coming."

"Jeez, what's the problem with that?" Lina shook her head, astonished.

"Wouldn't your head hurt?"

"Oh yeah? I just realized."

"Oh my God, is he a man or a stone?"

"Hey, can you get a knife in my pants pocket?" Lina tried to reach for the knife, difficult but to escape.

"Keep your hands away, someone is coming."

Lina didn't hear any footsteps. Then, someone opened the door forcibly by a fat man. Lina immediately behaved normally though a little stiff.

"I thought he was lying!"

"It's waking up as it turns out, especially you troublesome little boy."

"What am I doing?" Ask Ahzarel.

"Bas stupid, you're fighting you don't?"

"Don't remember and don't care."

"This man is tired of living like him," said Inner Lina. After Ahzarel spoke, his head was kicked.

"Can." Lina took the golden opportunity to take the knife secretly. It worked, but it was hard to use the knife.

"The knife is ribet!"

"Shut up here don't go anywhere!" The man came out while slamming the door.

"This is your knife."

"Uh, no."

"What inland people are you? Hey, don't you feel like there's a little lever on the edge?" Ahzarel said, holding back his misery.

It turned out that there was a small lever as spoken by my man behind him. Lina moved away from the knife from Ahzarel and pulled the lever, the blade appeared.

Lina directly cut the rope that tied her up. Handua was slightly scratched because of his own doing. "Aw, sick."

He cut the rope that tied Ahzarel as well. However, the man returned and saw Lina had already escaped. Ahzarel snatched his knife from Lina's hand and directly stabbed the fat man in the head and split it open.

"Would you go through the window or the front door?" The man raises his hand hidden behind the sleeve of his jacket but he re-cooks it and holds the knife with a different hand.

"If the front door were you going to kill them all?"

"Of course, otherwise they would have seen this body, keep reporting to the police."

"All right, I'll wait here. When you're done I'll be out" Lina said, bowing and clutching her legs.

"You're gonna look at this corpse?"

"Ah, no!" Lina stood up again.

I don't know what Ahzarel had in mind, he stroked Lina's head and pulled her out of the barn. Seeing the target, Ahzarel gave his jacket to Lina and then went on to attack them all brutally.

"When he grew up he became a butcher like him."

A warm object stuck to Lina's head. He glanced, the tip of the gun touching his head.

Suddenly an axe floated up and broke off the hand of the woman who pointed at him. The woman groaned in pain then kicked Lina in the face and ran away.

Running too late. Ahzarel pulled the trigger of the gun, the bullet landed perfectly on the woman's head 3 times. After everything was done, Ahzarel ran over to Lina.

Breath snuffling. Lots of blood on her clothes. "Let's go out and treat you right away."

"Yes, come on." Ahzarel wore his jacket to cover the bloodstains. They walked out of the bloody place.

Lina felt alien to the place she saw now.

"Where is this?" Ask Lina. He really doesn't know where this is.

"I think it's a city far from where we live."

"Don't we're in...."

"We're looking for lodging."

"Eh?"

"You deaf? Let's hurry." They found a 5-star hotel that was quite far from where they were at.

"Give me a room" Ahzarel told Lina. The girl let out a rude sigh, it was already her job to be an assistant and it would be very annoying.

"... Sorry we only have one empty room."

"Cancel-"

"I take it." Lina looked at Ahzarel. But, he immediately understood because of Ahzarel's face which seemed to have been very tired.

"Well wait a minute."

"Necessary extra bed?"

"No" Ahzarel replied. The room key was received, they took the elevator to go to the 5th floor.

In front of the room, Lina opened the door and immediately dropped herself onto the bed. "Have you forgotten that you're cursing a miniskirt?"

"Ah, you're peeping!" Screeched Lina while lowering and holding her skirt.

"It opened unintentionally" replied Ahzarel. He took off his shirt and picked up a towel and then carried it on his shoulder.

"HEY! YOU DON'T THINK THERE'S A WOMAN AROUND YOU?" Screeched Lina while closing her eyes with both hands.

"I just take off my shirt not to my pants, take my pants." Ahzarel went into the bathroom and washed himself.

While Lina waited outside while folding Ahzarel's clothes. The man's phone shook and showed the contact's name 'Mama'.

Lina immediately raised the call.

"Hello Ahzarel?" He said across the phone.

"Um, sorry this aunt Lina. My theme is Ahzarel, what's wrong?"

"Oh, yes. Please tell Ahzarel ... Yea?"

"Sure tan," replied Lina.

"Bye bye."

"See you later, Tan." Calls are closed. Ahzarel came out in a puth bathrobe that looked thick and soft.

Lina was fascinated to see Ahzarel with her wet hair. "You sick?" Ask.

"Huh? No, why?"

"Your face is red" Ahzarel replied. The man approached and touched Lina's forehead. "Little hot. You better take a shower and rest."

"I'm not sick!"

"Whatever, hurry up there." Lina picked up the towel and walked to the bathroom while stomping her feet.

"Awas slipped" said Ahzarel. Lina cleared her throat and closed the bathroom door.

Ahzarel took the phone and checked it. "Mama's nelfon?" Ahzarel ignored that and called someone else.