The 336 Hours

Chapter 3. Hell or Heaven

"Yes ..."

This was the third time the screams had echoed. My ears hurt so much. I tried to open my eyes that felt very heavy.

My other body also felt numb, heavy, and painful. All that pain I felt in exactly the same place when I was beaten. The sore throat was exactly the same when I was suffocating.

"Aaa .." cried the woman's voice again.

I have to try to get up. Even though I'm dead, I don't want my eardrum to hurt by it. I also wondered if I was in hell or heaven. The paradise? I don't think I belong in it. Given the many evil things I have done. I can only smile bitterly in my heart.

My body was hot and then warmed. The warmth was slowly eroding the pain I was feeling. Many people say that hell is hot. It was as if they had gone to hell and gone out again. Just to check the heat or not the hell? If it's like that, they'll only be good during life' that's what Uncle Jeff used to tell me during his life.

Now I understand the meaning of his words. It might have meant that time so that I would always be good. I am famous for my crimes in negotiating. No one would dare to fight me. Some even volunteered to hand over the projects they could to me.

My crime is not just that. I'm also famous as a sniper. Many hire my services to finish off the targets they want. I am rich, very rich. Up to twenty of my derivatives later, my wealth is still not exhausted.

Shooting is a hobby I will never leave behind other than martial arts. So, I did it because of a hobby and got a lot of money. It's not natural, if I'm placed in hell.

"Belg ... "

God, what was wrong with that woman. As I recall, for as long as I lived though I was evil and even depraved, I never hurt a woman's feelings. There is just the opposite. I began to wonder if I was put into a hell that contained only women without men? If that's the case, then I'm the only man who goes to hell. Jeez ...

The pain all over my body disappeared. My body feels light now. I immediately opened my eyes. I was very curious about the shape of this hell.

A woman sits before my eyes. He closed his eyes with both hands. I look around. This room is not foreign. What may be hell in design exactly with one of the rooms in our house.

"Belg ... Tu-an, that!" yelled the woman.

But this time the screams were not as loud as before. Her index finger was pointing towards the bottom of my body. I stared at the finger, and looked down. I was very surprised to see something down there that was plastered with a white towel that had fallen under my feet.

I immediately took the towel and closed it again. He should have shouted like that. That lady. Ah no! She looked still like a girl who was just under twenty years old. From his style it was very clear if he was still clean.

I don't want to care about that. I immediately picked up the phone that was located on top of my bedside nightstand. I am no stranger to what I am doing right now. Like I've experienced it.

I swiped the phone screen after entering the password. My eyes managed to pop. Fortunately, there were cheekbones that could hold him back from jumping out.

The phone in my hand is currently showing at nine in the morning. I have no problem with the time. But the date is on my phone screen. April 8, 2022.

The POV David off

A few moments before

For almost a month Elaina worked at the Walker family mansion. Today he was tasked with cleaning his master's room. Maid who used to clean their master's room was sick. He should replace her. Because the other maids already have their own duties.

Hc .. tok ...

"Ela, what are you doing?" ask Mr. Griffin who just passed by after checking the next room that has been cleaned.

Mr. Griffin is the butler in this mansion. He always checked the work of the maids. It was only natural that he was currently passing through Elaina.

"Elaina, sir," corrects Elaina on Mr. Griffin.

"Your name is very difficult to call. My tongue sprains a lot of times because of it. You understand me, I'm old" said Mr. Griffin trying to defend himself.

"Huh ... Alright. Just for the father" said Elaina, grunting.

Mr. Griffin smiled when he heard that.

"What are you doing at the door of your master's room?" ask Mr. Griffin.

"Eh, i-tu ..." replied Elaina.

"Don't tell me you haven't been inside and haven't finished your work" Griffin said.

"Hehehe ..." Elaina chuckles because Mr. Griffin's guess is very correct.

"Jeez Ela! How many times do I have to say. Get in now!" mr. Griffin's orders.

Without ba bi bu be bo, Elaina goes straight inside before Mr. Griffin gives her a cult (seven-minute lecture).

Elaina was amazed to see her master's room. The room is very large and spacious. All items neatly arranged. He immediately began his activities. Tidying up just a little messy, vacuuming, and tidying up the bed.

Just as he finished making the bed and turned around, the master stood his gaze after coming out of the bathroom.

It was ordinary at first. Elaina immediately lowered her head in respect, and began to move on to leave. But the corner of his right eye caught something like a fall. Spontaneously he looked.

"Yes ...."

He screamed at something strange there. He sat down and closed his eyes with both hands. The shadow in front of him did not move. It makes him curious. He lifted his head and again. This happened four times.

Elaina had a chance to think if her master was a bit of a mental disorder. He looks so proud to show off his.

Elaina's fourth shout managed to make her master aware. He peeked in his fingers. The master looked surprised himself and immediately picked up a towel covering his property.

Elaina was relieved. At that moment he wanted to run out immediately. But his body felt stiff, and there was a curiosity to see his master's body.

"Ouch! Just remembered me. My eyes are no longer virgins" said Elaina sadly.