THE BRUSH IN MYSTERIOUS RED CHAPTER 1

Screech screech , “So tasty ,looking so delicious as well ” Drip,drip , drip “Hey , I said not to dirty the carpet ”. I said . He murmured “ that thing I will get it” . With more excitation and desperation to know something he stared at that . I didn't have to think much to know the reason for that expression . He glanced at my unphased expression and started speaking “ the guy who made it , I will find him . He must be delicious when ripped to shreds with my invincible claws and devoured completely”. As if checking me he glanced at me again ,guess he couldn't find out . Mischievous as he was , he must be thinking of another mischief in his beak head . I had to stop him before he did something unnecessary “ let's go back Mongrel”. So that he doesn't get any weird ideas I had to say “ keep your claws dry for now”. Chuckle . His voice as if coming from his soul peering inside mine said “ don't act so reserved. I know you crave it more” . Without Knowing a grin loomed all over my face as if telling him he was right . “ You piece of” . As if scolding, he was going to say something but was interrupted by the sound of the door opening by itself . Splash , the sound rang in my head . We went to the door and saw something on the floor . Mongrel said “ is that water?” before I could answer his scream reached me . Ack ack . I asked him “what happened” He vanished in darkness. I ran away . Panicked I was , I looked in all directions as long as I could see and then I saw something , something red dripping all the way from the ceiling. Tottering my way there , reaching it with my hand and smelled it . It was paint . Simple paint . Realisation hit me . I could only make a guess as I turned back glancing at the floor and I was right that the water we saw near the door was not water, it was the same thing . The red paint . I felt as if I was caught with the grim reaper at the other end following my footprints . I took off my shoes, threw them in the corner and ran with all my might . Mocking my all efforts to run or hide even the darkness surrounding me started abandoning me . All the lights in the path I ran on flashed brightly as ever, one by one . Making futile efforts to hide I tried to grab the leftover darkness until I reached a dead end but the last bulb didn't light . Maybe it was fused but I didn't believe it . It was more like a last bit of mercy or warning. Silence covered the whole place until a sharp noise came . Thud . Crashing the glass behind me into shards something disgustingly red fell on the floor . Something red . At a glance, it was unrecognizable. It was Mongrel's claws . It seemed to be thrashed cruelly under something hard . I was taken aback . Without a moment to ponder, his head was thrown into my face with some great strength. I was throbbing with pain . Maybe it left a crack on my head . I could feel the immense pressure of fear . There was nothing suspicious to be seen but something thrashed into my leg the next moment . It was another claw which prevented me from moving . I escaped under the table behind which there was a solid wall . Time passed . 1 minute, 2 minute and 3 minute I stayed there until I heard the sound of hammering getting stronger on the other side of the wall maybe someone was trying to break it and get me so I crawled my way to the glass wall as it was far and in the opposite direction ,outside which there was only the beautiful view one could see from the third floor . The sound stopped. I wondered what happened but I couldn't relax because it meant that maybe it was on his way to me . I leaned over the wall to catch my breath . Knock knock . The sound came from behind giving me jumpscares from head to toe freezing all my movements while I watched the shadow of a dark figure . I whispered to myself “move ,move will you” but to no avail . It was the end . The glass wall broke with the same big thing ,the culprit of Mongrel’s decapitated head and claws as well as the reason behind the hammering sound , made its way into my chest . It was his hand inside my chest clenching my heart which could end me in a second . Ah , if only I could realise this earlier that it was all a mere trap . If I knew this before, I would have avoided it . No , the moment we had the thought to lay our hands on that we were finished. It was the same man who made that delicious thing and the one behind all these . Now even with my clever mind I can't devise any plan to save me . It's too late . My heart . I could see it outside my body in those hands across my chest clenched in a tight first making it seem like he wanted me to see all this . Then all at once he applied force which splattered bits and pieces of my heart all over . Never did I think I would see my heart in this state . At last the hand came out of my body throwing me aside which was quickly wet with the blood rushing out . Clack clack . He walked ahead of me as I lost consciousness. He bowed to do something unbelievable. He took out a brush and dipped in my blood which sucked it in great amount . Now all the missing pieces gathered and showed only one picture that I had no chance of getting away and all the clues that made me realise this , the thing ,the paint , the hand all were on purpose to give me the sense of complete loss . I was a mere piece in his sinister game and to experience something this bizzare at my last moment I must be Cursed .