How he died

A mother's loss.

Willy's POV

Then it started to rain. The clouds turn dark grey and rain poured down heavily. It was a surprise because rain doesn't fall at this of the year. The rain came with thunder and lightening. Then the power supply went out, something that has never happened in my three years of staying in Austria. The house became dark and I was starting to get scared. Where was Keneti??. Keneti and I have had lots of argument but this was the wildest. Oh dear God let Keneti return home safely. I started to shiver. The house was getting really dark and cold but I was too scared to cold go up there and get a cardigan. The darkness in the house made it really hard to see. I carefully walked to the couch beside the window and sat down. I looked outside. They road was filling with water and it looked like the trees will fall down soon. The wind was blowing them forward and backward, side to side like it was trying to uproot them. I cuddled close to myself afraid. I couldn't dare to stand up from where I was sitting. The whole house was dark and filled with shadows and it was spooky. I really wish Keneti was here. I hope he's safe where ever he is.

A knock on the door distracted me from my thoughts. The knock was so sudden that I flinched sideways and landed on the floor. Ouch. My head. I hit my head so hard on the floor. I steadied myself up and got back on the couch. There's no way am walking to the door. I looked outside through the window and saw a truck packed in front of the house. The sound of the rain had drowned the sound of the truck that I didn't hear it coming.

The knock sounded again. I looked out towards the front porch and saw a man. He was drenched in rain. But he was alone.....I think....he had something over his shoulder. From what I could see, the object he carrying had legs, I could see two shoes from the window. A human. He was holding a human being over his shoulder. That shoe I couldn't through the window almost looked like Keneti's but it can't be. What would Keneti be doing on a man's shoulder.

Then the man forced the door open. I gave a tiny scream but quickly squeezed my mouth to my knee. The man walked in. I couldn't see his face but I could figure out his shape and where he was heading to. I have to do something.

Truck driver's POV.

I got to the address on the body's wallet and knocked. No one answered. It was getting way too cold outside and am sure if I don't hold on to something, I could get blown away by the wind. God knows why it's was raining this heavily. I forced the door open. No one inside, the house was dark and I could barely see. What to do now?. His family aren't around but I could wait. I dumped the body on the floor. For a nineteen year old, he was really heavy but all dead bodies are heavy.

I walked around the house....bum..I hit my leg on a table and fell down backwards on the floor. I growled in pain as I landed on the floor. Before I could made to stand up, I felt an object being thrusted into my leg and a woman scream. Lightening brighten the house and I could see a woman kneeling above me. Ahhhh, I shouted. So there was someone in the house all along. The woman looked terrified.

Ignoring the pain on my leg, I pulled the knife from my leg and gave the woman a hard slap that sent her flying across the room. She screamed loudly but no one would be able to hear her through the noise the rain was making, even if the person was just across the road.

She charged at me again, I struggled up and stopped her with my foot, I kicked her hard right in her abdomen. She screamed again and landed on a table, breaking the table In half. I also staggered backwards.

"Listen lady, am not here to hurt you, I just wanna explain something" I begged but the woman was not ready to listen. She stood up and charged at me again. The action was so sudden and I couldn't find any object nearby to defend myself. A large piece of wood went straight into my stomach. I gave a loud grunt. Thunder struck. There was no surviving this.

"Your...son...is dead" I breathed out with pain.

My eyes were closing up and I could feel my soul ready to leave my body. I heard the woman's faint voice call out.

"keneti??. My son??. Where is he??."she shouted at me. She moved close to me and dug the wood deeper into my stomach.

"ahhhh. He's over there" I pointed at the Corp on the floor.

She left me and slowly moved to the body. She screamed out in pain and cried out. "What happened to him. what did you do to him?".

"I hit your son with my truck. But....but you can wake him. That's why I came here. Go to heiligenstr¢¥te strassse 55_55, Vienna 2032. Find five tree that forms a circle, go in between them and call out 'mu££¢¢¥' three times, an... old man will appear, Tell him you want to wake the boy up. He'll help...".

And the truck driver gave up the Ghost.

Willy's POV

"What the hell are you talking about?". I shouted moving close to him.

No reply.

I removed the wood I stabbed him with and stabbed him again on the forehead. His whole head split in two.

I slowly moved back to Keneti's body. His body was cold, his skin was dry, there was a scar on his face and bruises all over his body and his clothes were thorn carelessly, I subbed softly on his head.

"My boy am sorry. I shouldn't have let you Leave the house. I knew this was gonna happen, that's why I wanted us to move away. Please wake up. please.......".

Willy sobbed and continued to talk.

Keneti was the only family she had left. No husband, no parents, no siblings, no friends.... just her and Keneti