Atypical Stalker

The ambience is still, and the faint sound occupying the room is the gushing noise produced by the river and a vague familiar voice. He woke up with a feeling that something’s dripping from his head as if something has been poured over him. Where could he be; in a (cabin)? He isn’t sure. His vision is a little blurred, he might’ve hit his head somewhere, and the only thing keeping him warm is the dim heat from the fireplace. His hand is tied in a wooden chair, an old one but still sturdy. An indistinct figure appeared in front of him. “Hey. Wake up, I’m already bored” a voice coming from a person wearing a hoodie with a potato imprinted on it boredly said. It was then clear to him, he remembered everything that has happened prior to his current situation. “You! I knew it was you.” he spouted in rage while gathering his remaining strength. “You were too nosy, look where it got you” “Why? I... I don’t understand” he asked with a visible puzzled face. “Of course you wouldn’t! How can you, you cheap little a**h****. Of all people you yourself knows that you’re incapable of feeling love. Besides, why does it had to be you?” the perpetrator’s reactions appeared to be tempered yet there’s satisfaction written all over its face as it walks back and forth while saying those words. “Does it ever appear to you that maybe it’s because you’re psychotic” he talked back. He told himself (if I cannot survive this sht at least I have to get even.) “Oh it’s funny to you? Let’s see, if you can remain happy without those teeth, or maybe I should give you some new nails. What do you think is better? The one with a design, or the one with no nails. at. all.” It gave him a smirk and caressed his nails and it slowly leaned towards him. He is too petrified that he didn’t realize that his eyes is about to let go tears, his head and back went so cold, he couldn’t move. The perpetrator then pulled a knife inside its hoodie’s pocket. From a distance it can be seen flickering which indicated that it is sharp, sharp enough to cut through even with his burly build. Slowly, it is being pointed on his stomach, then neck, up to his face, as a sign of threatening him that it can do ghastly things at any second. “No! Help! Anybody!” he screamed hoping that someone would hear him. “We’re in the middle of nowhere, you realize that, right?” “Please, spare me. I’ll do anything.” “Anything?” “Yes. I can go away and will never return. I won’t even tell anyone about you. I… I promise I’ll keep everything to my grave. Please s… spare me. Just tell me what you want me to do” he answered in desperation. “Nothing really. Besides, you got the wrong idea, I am no fool. I just want to make you disappear so my Aki and I will go back to normal.” it grinned ferociously. He effortfully shouted his lungs out even though he knows that it’s going to be his end, a salty, sour end of the life he built for years. He’s still hoping that a miracle would come forth before him. All of the perpetrator’s strength has been put together in its hand ready to pierce, and… And *shunk* _______________________________________ Chapter 1 “Aki, you’re needed. It’s an emergency you have to hurry.” Aki suddenly jumped out of bed unconsciously. Beside her is an alarm clock that haven’t rang yet and a small stand-in calendar which page is on August 2019 and the numbers has X marks on them using a red pen, chronologically, that stopped at the number 8. With that being said, today is the 9th of August. Her head feels dizzy that she can’t even walk straight and her poor eyes still wants to close and rest. Waking up without enough sleep is like waking up with a hangover. She struggled as she grabbed her pants and clothes beside her bed and wears them; a white ¾ showing her voluptuous figure, and a skinny jean with a white high heel. Smart choice. She grabbed her water bottle and bag then hastily got out of the house. The sun is barely up. She went to her garage and unlocked her car. “Arghh. This unscheduled schedule is always killing me.” she murmured to herself as she went inside the seat. While driving into the main road, she glanced into the house next to her and caught her neighbor staring at her suspiciously, again.