Supersesses

1. L lived?

"There's been a lot of terrible things going on while we're here. The longer it takes, the more I'm afraid that forever we'll be stuck here and end up dead like everyone else." she said with her eyes fixed in the other direction. He refused to look at the woman now standing in front of him.

"The longer, the more I feel unsettled. Sometimes every time I go to sleep, I get scared. I was afraid that there would never be another tomorrow for me, and the more I thought about it, the more I felt that I had little time…"

"…Then before it's too late.I want to tell you sooner."

Lucio turned his head towards the woman who was now standing before him without a word.

"I love you" he said in a straightforward sentence, as if saying the word without a second thought.

The woman's expression instantly turned startled, as if in disbelief at what she had just said.

"I know we just met, and I also know we've been together for a couple of weeks. But I really love you. I don't know since when these feelings appeared, but—"

"I love you too!" cut the woman quickly until it makes Lucio silent without a word.

Lucio blinked his eyes a few times. His brain was trying to digest what the woman had just said.

"I also don't know since when I've been aware of how I feel about you. But for sure, ever since I met you, I felt comfortable, and I also felt safe. You're always there to help me, and you're always protecting me. Your attitude has really made me melt.." The woman spoke with a red face. He looked down, avoiding direct eye contact with her.

Slowly unconsciously, a smile was etched on Lucio's face. He found it hard to believe what the woman had just said before him.

One sentence that was thrown from her tiny lips, managed to make the flowers in her heart bloom. It made Lucio feel as if he was flying up to the seventh heaven.

Lucio walked involuntarily, pulled the woman's hand and held her tightly.

Her reflexes actually managed to make the woman's heart flutter.

"Thank you for being honest with how you feel. It's nice to know you have the same feelings as me" he whispered right in the woman's ear.

The woman slowly smiled and returned Lucio's embrace.

Jem!

Without any warning, Lucio felt a sharp object piercing his back.

The craattt!

Blood seeped out when the thing that had just pierced him was removed.

Lucio rounded his eyes, he spontaneously let go of his embrace with the woman.

"L-Lucio.." The woman covered her gaping mouth. His face was pale instead of playing, he was completely shocked by what had just happened.

Lucio was no less surprised. Especially when he saw the woman's hand covered in blood.

"You.." Lucio's face paled. His body slowly lost its balance.

Unknowingly moving backwards. While enduring the pain, he tried to get away from the woman in front of him.

No I thought. It turns out all this was you? Lucio looked at the woman no longer as the woman he loved, but as a suspect in the murder of a number of actors who became his coworkers.

I've really been deceived…

Lucio continued to step back until he was unaware of where his feet were.

In the midst of enduring the pain, he slipped until he finally fell.

His body moved so fast, free-falling without any safety from the dozens-meter-high old building.

Bruk!

His body hit the ground. In just a matter of seconds, Lucio really could not see anything else, other than darkness.

...*...

Stop off!

His attention immediately turned to the object that had been attached to the shirt bag he was wearing. The jewel on the object shone, as if giving a sign to him.

Something's not right.

I think something happened to him…

He looked towards the sea. Where the sky began to dominate the orange color, signifying the dark bottom is soon to arrive.

"Binbin, what are you doing there? It's dark soon. We better get back to the hotel, Ilario sir has also asked the others to postpone the search until tomorrow." The woman's voice distracted him.

"All right, let's go back. I also have to make sure of something."

...*...

Am I really dead?

But... Why is it so comfortable?

It feels soft and warm.

Am I in heaven and lying on cotton?

Drrv! Drrv!

Lucio's speechless. Faintly, he heard the sound of a ring that was so loud that it made his ears hurt.

What is this sound? Why so loud?

It's noisy. Where did the sound come from?

The man's hand stretched out, palpating in all directions to find the origin of the sound he heard. Until then, his hand caught a square-shaped object.

He grabbed it subconsciously, opening both his eyes slowly.

Glare once, he thought while narrowing his eyes.

His thumb moved to slide a button until then the sound stopped. His body reflexes attach objects in his hand to the ear.

"Hey, Lucio! You're still sleeping, huh? Oh, my God, what time is it? Getup! I'm already ahead. Open door!" yelled someone across there.

Lucio gasped in surprise, he reflexively kept the thing away from his ears.

The ciro…

I just heard his voice.

I just remembered that I had been apart with him for a long time, how was he doing now? He must be confused looking for me.

I miss him so much. I haven't even had a chance to say goodbye.

"Lucio Marcherano!" squeal the man across there with a beaver. This time it actually managed to make Lucio shocked half to death until he opened his eyes and reflexively sat on the bed.

"Yes, why?" just say it.

"Hurry and open the door. I'm in front!" ciro said annoyed.

His voice and this state of affairs somehow felt like Dejavu.

"You heard no?!"

"What do you mean? I don't see the door."

"Lucio, quickly get up and open the door! You really made me wait a long time. That's upsetting!" the man shouted again full of emotion.

"I told you what door do you mean? The door to the afterlife? Don't you know that I'm dead—" Lucio suddenly kept silent without continuing his sentence.

Wait for…

He opened both his eyes.

Something was wrong, he thought as he stared at the thing in his grasp.

Lucio choked as soon as he saw the phone in his hand.

Wh-what?

He looked at his hands, flipping through them with a face of disbelief. The next second, he touched his own face.

Am I still alive?

No way! Aren't I dead?

Lucio raised his head, staring around the room. He saw a familiar room in his memory. The room is none other than his own room.

I... am in my room?

Lucio speechless. His brain tried to process every incident he experienced.

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