“They are monsters” said Richella. Her tears couldn’t stop since she watched the tragedy. “We must tell the police. We have to safe them!” Emer stopped Richella hand. She was in unstable mind now. As an ordinary person, what she had seen is a night mare. How someone could buried a boy on the wall? What are they thinking about? Are those psycho? “What you doing?” Emer took Richella’s phone. He throw it into the floor. It broke into pieces. “They will hunt you! Don’t you remember, how hard I saved you? Those peple are not working alone. Someone must be their back up. Please mind your life” “But they killed him. If we don’t tell the police, it means we support them. We have to stop them! We have the evidence.” Emer touch his forehead. What had happened was not on his prediction.

