Stiff Corpse

ALTERNATES

If you don't like a bad ending, never read this section.

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After a few minutes of panting, I finally saw my rover from a distance. I immediately accelerated my pace, while continuing to be careful of the sharp rocks. But then, my gaze shifted to the gurgling of river water. My right ear was ringing.

Though it had been a long time, my ears that should have no longer function, suddenly buzzed back. This time my ears were ringing. When faced with the dead body of the middle-aged man in the hospital, when he arrived in this village this morning, and this time. It was as if he wanted to remind me of the tragedy of that day. Goddamn bum... My eyes were on that river. The same river where the first "Corpse Drowning" method was performed.

From a distance I saw a young man standing in the middle of the river. His gaze was fixed on the stream, he looked confused. What is he doing alone in there? I had no intention of approaching, but as I walked closer to my car, it became clearer that I saw a woman floating in front of her.

Arriving at the riverbank I shouted a little towards him "Sore!"

The young man was a little surprised to find me already on the edge of the river, right behind him. But he kept his eyes on the dead body of the woman he was drowning. Every now and then the 20-year-old was confused between returning my greeting or looking at the corpse.

"Who is dead?" I said a little closer.

"Ohh, sir's friend." The young man finally opened his voice. His voice was quite calm, for one who looked confused.

I let out a small breath, then took off my pantofel shoes along with her socks. I folded up the trousers and long-sleeved shirt I was wearing, then gushed down the river, approaching the young man. The young man smiled broadly when he saw me coming, as if he knew I was going to help him drown the corpse of his friend.

Then we both moved the body to a deeper part of the river. We set the ballast chain position and sink it back. This time the woman's corpse was completely submerged and did not appear to float on the surface. After confirming it again, we both ended up stopping him, then walked towards the edge of the river.

"Th-thank you sir..." He stutters a little.

"Yes, next time you want to drown, don't be alone..." The young man just bowed in embarrassment, not replying to my words earlier.

I then put on a flat face and stared blankly at the now frothy stream. For some reason, since long ago, every time I drowned a dead body, my heart was constantly stricken with regret. It was as if I was torturing them, as if I was killing the entire citizens of this village by drowning them.

"Already take it easy sir." he said while patting my shoulder. He thought I was worried about the body. This young man had no idea that I was the inventor of this drowning method. He then seemed to be trying to clean his wet clothes, and prepared to leave.

"Yes..you watch, yes, later tonight who knows he went up to the surface." I said flatly. I hope this young man doesn't go and keep an eye out here.

"Ready sir..."

"If the body goes up, you immediately drown it again... I do not like, undead made toys with small children, however still dangerous." I said while a little nagging.

"Every sir relax." he said so relaxed.

I took a long breath. I doubt this young man will obey what I just said. "Yes..d first, brother..."

I just left it while carrying my shoes and socks. I walked slowly barefoot, then got into my car. After closing the door, I turned back to look at the young man who was now tidying his hair. Then soon I drove my rover down the mountains.

This curse is really over, isn't it? I don't know why I feel so awkward. Not like when I left this village first. Today I felt something was strange, something was missed, but what? I drove my car lazily down this mountain road, dreamy. Until I didn't realize there was an old farmer who suddenly passed by.

"Ngaputen sir. sorry.. I dreamt" I said as I pleaded. The instant the old farmer's emotions subsided when he saw me, his face turned a friendly smile. It seems he recognized me.

"Oh... Doctor's son... Mbok if the drive is careful, distinguish tho human life as the undead.. hehehe.." he said insinuating while giggling. He then greeted me back and left. My eyes were wide at the farmer's words, as soon as I turned my steering wheel and drove my car back up this mountain road.

I drove my car as fast as I could, full of anger. I've been fooled. Of course, there were a lot of strange things about that young man. First he wasn't sad at all, he drowned his friend with a smile? His friend? Girl friend? A boyfriend? Then after we drowned the corpse suddenly appeared foam from the puddle of water. At first I thought the corpse had risen, but after a second thought it was impossible for the stiff body to appear so quickly. Did the woman die since when? Stupidly I was, her eyes did not open at all when we moved her to a deeper place. There was no other more logical reason than that the foam came from the woman's breath. That woman was alive when I drowned her.

I drove my car faster. The dusk was sinking, the darkness of the night was about to envelop. I was almost out of this village, but now I turned around. It will take me a long time to get back to that location. I hope I'm not late.

Arriving on the steep road, I put my car down. While opening the glass, I looked around the river, looking for the location of the drown earlier. My eyes then looked at the stream filled with water foam, as if something was moving in its depths. Soon I got out of the car and ran towards the river.

I did not roll up my arms and pants, I hurriedly ran across the middle of the river. When I saw the hand moving underwater, I immediately grabbed it. I held the woman on my shoulder and untied her chain. I rushed him to the river.

My heart was broken into pieces. After so long drowned how could I still wish that woman was alive. But I still hope like that, I ran as hard as I could to pollinate him. But my hope was dashed, my heart felt pierced with a dagger. I smacked my fist into the riverbed, when I saw the black eyes of the dead woman's dead body. I screamed, I've killed someone.

How could I be fooled. Sleeping pills? The poison? Or Drugs? What did the young man use? This woman must have been knocked unconscious for a moment, then immediately drowned in this river. There will be no one who suspects if this woman then wakes up and tries to rise to the surface, because that is how the bodies of the villagers were drowned. But this woman was not a corpse, she was still alive when she was drowned. They used a loophole from my method to kill someone without being discovered.

Really jerk these villagers. It's been since when they did this, drowning the living. I'm pretty sure it wasn't just that young man who committed this heinous act. The young man was still young, but he was quite calm in drowning earlier. Even when I came to help, he didn't seem to panic at all, as if he was used to doing this I'm sure he must have been following the example of a more mature person, who often do this. Goddamn bum!!! You sinful humans!!!

The night finally came, the moon revealed its rays reflecting on the river water, shining both of us. I sat down and tried to hold back my emotions. While the woman's corpse continued to wriggle, trying to crawl away from me. I could see her belly growing, but her body was thin. I understood more and more what the reason the young man did all this was.

My anger was raging more and more, as if whipping my heart that was beating faster and faster. Maybe this is what Ki Bramanthoro felt at that time. Anger that overflows and eventually results in a deadly curse. I also did, if only I could curse like KI Bramanthoro, I would have strongly condemned their actions this time.

My mind was too busy fighting the burning flames of anger in my heart, so without me noticing, the corpse of the woman had crawled far enough, almost touching the stone road. Immediately I chased and prevented him from crawling any further. The corpse groaned a little as I clasped his hand. He looked at me with a sad look, I could feel it. This woman's body must have remembered her last memory before she died. He must be remembering what he had done to him. Suddenly my tears came. Maybe if she was still alive women would also cry. But I can't let it go like this.

I then moved on, leaving behind the corpse that was finally crawling back - taking advantage of the opportunity when I took my grip off him - and walked towards my car. I then opened the garage door, and took out a big English key. Ma'am.I'm sorry.god forgive me...

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A few days after that, I was back in my routine as a forensic doctor in the hospital. That afternoon I was busy writing a report on my desk before finally a cleaning service officer handed me a newspaper. I patted her on the shoulder, my coffee mates, thanking her for the daily papers she always delivered to my desk, even though I didn't ask for them. Then I put away my report for a moment to read the paper.

A crazy woman killed several villagers in the district...

I laughed out loud. I cannot hide my happiness. I smiled cynically while continuing to glare enthusiastically reading the headline of one of the articles in the newspaper.

That night I brought my Rover's big English key and approached the woman's body. Instead of hitting him, I thrust the English key in front of him. The body crawled up and grabbed the key. After that I did not care what happened, I immediately got into the car and drove home. Leaving the body, the stiff one I was sitting on began to fill up, with my English key, HAHAHAHA...

I can't just let it go, I have to give it a chance. An opportunity for him to return all heinous deeds he received, to those who did. Goodness and evil will find their own way to return to the doing. I just helped him find that path, there was no harm, right?

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