The Riddles

08. The rotten meat terror

It was time for them to rest their bodies and minds, but their purpose would not be conveyed because they still had to think about the case of their friend who had just died today or rather this morning.

As friends it is better if you help each other, but in fact it is not, there are some of them who even like if at a time like this. Who else if not the killer?

"duh... Tired of bastards, why also the Dion use dead all the more in the burden of the mind doang" said Eka while putting her bag to the study table.

"It's to think about the cause of Dion's death because it was given something to someone, where someone was also concerned in the death of Fanza at that time" he continued to think hard.

"Dion died as well I have fortunately, in the most defiant and fussy fuss, he also nususahin mulu his work, hahah" he said.

"Lacking again and again, hopefully the third Malvin" he murmured.

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While everyone was thinking how one of his friends could die unnaturally, this young man was even being overwhelmed with deep fear.

Alone in a big house may be ordinary or even fun for some people because it can be free to be at home without anyone else. But what if it has entered the twilight and night will be welcomed? Different stories.

Today dusk began to arrive, but both parents have not yet returned home which requires her to stay home alone. Loneliness, fear, anxiety, lots of thoughts.

Now the young man was standing on the balcony of his house looking at the dark sky that began to blacken, maybe a few minutes more it was completely dark.

A strong wind blew on his face, carrying all the good memories with his friends who now gradually began to diminish in an unnatural way.

All the beautiful memories are increasingly popping up in his mind, time together, laughter, many stories that are engraved together beautifully are now increasingly extinct replaced with divisions and many complicated problems. What other trials are these?

Starting from the emergence of problems that are not too weighty to the creation of a great fight between each other, making one of them have the heart to kill one of them which even makes the problem worse.

No one wants to admit who did it, until time goes by quickly leaving behind a bad story last year. But unfortunately the lover of the victim was killed also on the grounds that he already knew the identity of the perpetrator. Making the problem that was once almost drowned is now coming to the surface again.

Many puzzles they must solve, terror emerges and eventually one of the others becomes a victim. Not until there, now the quarrel began to occur again because of mutual accusation who was the perpetrator behind the murder of Dion.

If you may know what the reason for the perpetrator to do so with his own friend and why he is very hearty, yes because....

Asmara.

BRAKKS..

The young man turned to the source of the voice that was below.

He really remembered what his parents said, all the doors and windows he had closed and locked tightly, not letting anyone in. But who broke the windshield?

From above he saw no one below, only the view of the empty streets with a garden house that is always neat with plants.

Oh my God it turns out he just realized he had not turned on the outside lights, he was immediately down the stairs and looking for a light switch.

Below, he found no one, the windshield window was not broken, just a small crack in the middle. Not wanting to die curious he also quickly opened the curtains that closed the window and, no one, still mired curious he was desperate to open the front door that he had previously locked, he said, still no one there.

No name of sender, suspicious.

Just as he opened the tape attached around the box, a rancid smell began to pour out, like the smell of rotten meat stored for a long time.

I wanted to vomit right then and there. But he was very curious to know what was inside.

After the crib was perfectly open, there were three rotten meat bunches with many maggots. Wait for... There's writing on the lid.

"I want you to go out and see me under that street lamp, then you'll get another gift."

The young man was unable to hold it, he pushed the box with his feet until the box was pushed far away, he was very furious at the treatment he got.

He definitely closed the lid again and took her out of the house and approached the street lamp installed there.

He saw someone standing and turning around. Very suspicious.

"Who's Lo?!" Ask the young man loudly.

The mysterious person turned his body. Unfortunately, he wears a mask and his favorite black hoodie.

"You know? Your birthday celebration is the last celebration before you fly into the sky. Therefore I brought you a luxurious gift" said the mysterious person while hiding both hands in Hoodie.

"Oh yeah, I'll tell you something. It's free for you to wait for them to come home because they've come home" continued someone relaxed.

"Lo don't macem-macem yeah son of a bitch, who'd you say that to?! Lo is just someone uneducated interfering with other people's lives" the young man hides a sense of worry about what this mysterious person in front of him is saying.

"Don't cry friend, you're now an orphan" replied the man in a sad tone he made up.

"Gue ain't gonna believe it before there's evidence, go or-"

Drttt...

"Hello Aunty-"

*Please let your parents know, son, they were involved in an accident on the way home, they did not survive*

"W-what.."

Tut's.... Tut's.....

"Now do you believe?" Ask the person who is still with him under the streetlight.

"Fuck the fucking rotten meat!!"