บท 139: New Beginning
<Author's note: The things (racism, sexism, political views, etc.) depicted or mentioned in this story do not reflect the real world and are purely coincidences. If they do, please keep in mind that they are simply for world-building and are only work of fiction. Thank you for your understanding.>
Riiing…
Nathan slowly opened his eyes.
Still lying in his bed, he reached out for his phone and turned off the alarm.
He glanced at the time.
Monday - 11:00 am.
He closed his eyes.
He had to prepare lunch and he had to work from 1:00 pm - 11:00 pm.
He opened his eyes once again and stretched before getting up.
"Uhhh..."
After fixing his bed, he stepped outside of his room.
Kacha!
As he was making his way to the kitchen, he noticed that the main door of the apartment was wide open.
He knitted his brows.
Although he has never heard of anyone getting robbed in the apartment building that he and Amir were living at, it was best to be careful than being sorry.
'Amir must be doing something outside which is why he left the door opened.'
He continued heading to the kitchen to prepare a meal.
A couple of minutes later…
Nathan finally finished cooking and was eating at the dining table.
However, Amir still hasn't returned.
A couple of minutes more…
Nathan just finished washing the dishes and was wiping his hands with a towel.
He looked at the main door.
There was still no sign of Amir.
'Seriously, sometimes Amir could be so careless.'
Whatever the reason was why Amir left the door open, he decided that he was going to close the door.
As he was about to grab the doorknob, his eyes widened.
'What the fuck is this?!'
There was a trail of fresh blood on the hallway floor leading to the stairs.
And from the looks of the trail of blood, it looked like the body was dragged away on the floor.
'Could it be…?!'
In the months he lived with Amir, he saw the number of women that his cousin brought home.
And to be honest, he was quite impressed because they weren't just your typical beauties. They were extremely hot just like Ida whom he met a few months ago.
However, he always wondered if Amir was ever worried about encountering a woman who will develop feelings and react in a violent manner.
He even asked him about it one time.
Amir's response was that he had enough experience with women to be able to detect the crazies.
'This…!'
Nathan rushed back to his room to grab his phone and call the police.
But when he grabbed his phone, he noticed that there was no signal.
Nevertheless, he still tried to call the police.
Unfortunately, as expected, his call couldn't go through.
Pah!
He face-palmed.
'Why am I so negative?! Why am I immediately assuming that it was Amir who was murdered?!'
He went to check Amir's room.
No one was inside but the bed was messy.
He felt a knot in his stomach and his knees grew weak.
'Wait! What if it was Amir who was the murderer?'
And then another idea popped inside his head.
'The internet!'
He tried to use the internet but the signal was dead as well.
'What the hell?! What kind of luck is this?!'
Although he cared for the whereabouts of his cousin, he also feared for his own safety.
He concluded that if he doesn't call the police now, he might be considered as a suspect and end up behind bars.
He worked his ass off to get to where he was today so he absolutely had no desire to go to jail, especially in a foreign country.
'What do I do?'
'What do I do?!'
'WHAT DO I FUCKING DO?!'
'FUCK!'
'FUCK!'
'FUCK!'
Pah!
He slapped himself.
'Calm down!'
'Calm down!'
'GODDAMIT, CALM THE FUCK DOWN!'
Pah! Pah! Pah!
He slapped his face a couple of times and then took a few deep breaths.
'Okay… I'm calm...'
"Hoo~"
'Okay… I'm calm...'
"Hoo~"
'Okay, okay.'
"Hoo~"
After finally calming down, he decided that he was going downstairs to the 1st floor to report this to the management.
He grabbed his phone, wallet and keys before leaving the apartment.
However, he didn't close the door.
He also made sure not to step on the trail of blood.
When he got to the second floor, his eyes widened in horror.
The entire hallway was filled with mutilated corpses and there was a suffocating stench of blood in the air.
The mutilated corpses were mixed -- men, women, old and young. There were even babies.
And one thing that most of them had in common was that they were decapitated.
"Ugh!" He covered his mouth and looked away as he staggered back to the 3rd floor where his apartment was located.
On the third floor hallway…
"Blarhg!"
He vomited the food he just ate not long ago on the floor.
Spit!
Spit!
He wiped off the saliva from his lips with the back of his hand.
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!"
He checked his phone once again.
Still no signal.
"Useless!"
He put away his phone and decided to knock on the door of his neighbors.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
"Hello?!"
"Anyone there?!"
"Help please!"
"Somebody help me!"
"Please!
There was no answer so he tried to check the other doors.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
"Hello?!"
"Anyone there?!"
"Help please!"
This time he tried to open the doorknob but it was locked.
"Somebody help me please!"
"There's an emergency and I can't call the police!"
Still no answer.
After checking all the doors on the 3rd floor, he decided to go to the 4th floor.
When he got to the 4th floor, it was the same as the 2nd floor -- a hallway filled with mutilated corpses and a suffocating stench of blood in the air.
He ran back to the 3rd floor and into his apartment.
'Seriously, what the hell is going on?!'
'And why the fuck am I the only person alive?!'
'Only person alive…?'
He decided to check the window and ask for help.
Outside the window, there were people walking down the streets and cars passing by.
He stuck his head out and shouted, "HEEELLLPPP!!!"
He waved his arms.
"SOMEONE CALL THE POLICE! THERE'S BEEN A MURDER!!!"
"HEEELLLPPP MEEE PLEEEAAASSSEEE!!!"
But despite his cries for help, no one seemed to notice him.
He gritted his teeth.
"FUCKING PEOPLE!!!"
He stepped back, grabbed a chair and threw it out the window.
Bang!
The chair landed on the sidewalk and it broke into pieces.
Some people in the street stopped.
They looked at the broken chair and then to the upper floors of the apartment building before landing their eyes on Nathan who was waving his arms outside the window.
"I NEED HELP!!!"
"SOMEONE CALL THE POLICE! THERE'S BEEN A MURDER!!!"
The people just looked at him for a moment and then continued walking as if he didn't say anything strange.
Seeing them walking away, Nathan's eyes widened.
"WHAT THE FUCK?! SERIOUSLY?! HEY! DON'T FUCKING IGNORE ME!!!"
He stepped away from the window.
He grabbed his hair and stared down at the floor.
"FUCK ME SIDEWAYS! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH THE PEOPLE IN THIS COUNTRY!?"
"I JUST THREW A CHAIR OUTSIDE THE WINDOW AND SHOUTED SOME PEOPLE WERE MURDERED BUT THEY AREN'T GOING TO DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT!"
Angry, afraid and confused, Nathan subconsciously started pulling his hair.
Riiip!
He looked at his hands and there was a chunk of hair.
Based on the volume of hair that he pulled, it was enough to make him go bald.
However, the strange thing was that he didn't feel any pain.
He quickly ran to the bathroom to check himself in the mirror.
On both sides of his head, there was a huge bald spot.
"Oh my fucking God… My long black hair..."
Nathan had shoulder-length natural thick, straight black hair that hasn't been touch by chemicals except for shampoo. And given that he doesn't really like spending under the sun that much due to the nature of his hobbies, it wasn't surprising that it looked quite healthy.
He touched his remaining hair and gently pulled to figure out why he didn't feel any pain earlier.
Riiip!
He was able to pull his hair without any pain.
"What the…?!"
He started to pull another and he still didn't feel any pain.
He began pulling and pulling until there was no hair left on his head.
He also tried pulling out his goatee and it took got plucked out without any pain.
"This is really crazy... What the fuck is happening to me? I... I..." he said as he stepped away and stared at his reflection in the mirror in horror.
He then ran to the kitchen and grabbed a kitchen knife before running outside his apartment.
Whatever was happening, he doesn't care anymore.
He only had one goal in his mind at the moment -- leave the apartment building.
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