1095 DAYS BEFORE THE APOCALYPSE

1095 DAYS BEFORE THE APOCALYPSE
Chp 37: Fireworks


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...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...


"Well, where am I..."


Michael opened his eyes and found himself in the same room as before, but the difference is now that his hands are chained so that his body hangs.


In addition, the room temperature feels very hot even though it is still a cold midnight.


"True, that jerk knocked me out." - Michael muttered in annoyance.


Michael suddenly saw a blood-stained peeler lying on the floor in confusion.


'For what fruit peeler is here?'


"Are you awake?" zhara looked at Michael who had woken up in confusion.


"You. what are you gonna do to me.."


"No, I've done it." said Zhara, which made Michael immediately stunned.


"What do you mean?"


Zhara did not answer but took a mirror and showed it to Michael.


"!!!"


Michael was really jolted to see himself in the mirror, the entire skin of his stomach until his chest peeled off perfectly to show his red muscle fibers with bloodstained.


It seemed that Zhara had peeled off her skin like it was peeling the skin of a fruit..


"Aarrrgh!!"


Michael shouted hysterically, it turned out that the heat he felt came from his chest that had been peeled off perfectly.


"It seems that your nerves are very sensitive huh." said Zhara then walked up to Michael.


"W-what do you want to do!? stay away from me!!" shouted Michael.


Zhara did not respond to him and continued walking until she was right in front of Michael, she then stuck out her index finger and touched Michael's chipped stomach.


"Let!!!"


Michael's screams sounded louder than ever.


The excruciating pain felt so stinging with just one touch of Zhara, it was so painful and painful at the same time.


"Please forgive me. Just take me to the police station, I'll admit everything." Michael said desperately.


"You think I'm naive? with your family status, you can be released easily from the police station and maybe you will take revenge on me from just a regular family." Zhara said, which made Michael stop talking.


"Well, if there's nothing you want to say, let's do something exciting." Zhara said.


Zhara then pulled out a gun and pointed it at the terrified Michael.


"Just relax.it's just a wind gun." said Zhara then shot it up, and sure enough, the only thing that came out was a harmless shot of wind.


"See?" zhara.


Michael didn't know what else to say seeing Zhara's silliness.


"But even if this is just a wind gun, but the wind pressure produced is quite strong and painful if directly exposed to the surface of the skin." said Zhara with a meaningful grin.


"Could-be"


"true."


Zhara pointed her wind gun right in front of Michael's chipped stomach, with just one touch alone had made Michael feel tremendous pain and pain, let alone the shot from a wind gun that was strong enough.


"N-no!! please don't do that!"


Michael begged Zhara not to do what would have been painful to him while Zhara raised her eyebrows.


"Oh? then how about this." said Zhara while directing it right in Michael's eyeball.


"I wonder if you'll go blind? Or will your eyes be destroyed? Hey, tell me." said Zhara coldly which gave Michael goosebumps of fear.


"Please." said Michael desperately.


Zhara grinned, and-


Splachy!


"Let'sarrrgghh!!"


The wind gun was shot and Michael's eyeball was instantly destroyed which made him cry hysterically, but did not stop there, Zhara again shot Michael's stomach which had been peeled off.


"Let'sarrrgghh!!"


Michael screamed out from the excruciating pain, he even vomited blood so many times that it stained the floor with its disgusting blood.


With that, Zhara continued her torture to Michael that no one could have imagined.


...----------------...


...30 minutes later...


""Our master is coming!""


Rosalie, Laura and Iris have come and entered the living room until they can see the horrific events that Zhara has done to Michael.


But this time they are not too surprised or frightened because they may have been used to it.


Zhara stopped her activities and turned to her three secretaries.


"What did I tell you to buy?" zhara said as she wiped her bloodied face.


""Have you."" they answered simultaneously.


"Good.. Now you can go." said Zhara who made the three of them surprised.


""b-really? can we leave?"" said Laura and Iris a little happy, but not with Rosalie.


".... Let me follow you, sir!" rosalie said spontaneously.


"Rossi! what are you saying!?"


"Don't you want to get out of here as soon as you can!?"


Laura and Iris do not believe Rosalie's words and refute her, but Rosalie sticks to her stance.


"I'm fed up with my job as an entertainment lady, after all I never wanted one in the first place." Rosalie said seriously.


"Rosalie.." murmured Laura.


"Then I go with you Rosalie!!" Iris said, which made Laura surprised again.


"I-Iris, what are you saying!" said Laura.


"Mou!! it's up to you! I'll come with you too!" said Laura.


"Friends.." muttered Rosalie moved.


The three of them then faced Zhara along with a serious expression.


""Please let us come with you!"" they said the three of them were in unison.


Zhara smiled softly, that is what she wanted.


"Alright, but you must serve this man first" Zhara pointed to Michael who looked very helpless.


Of course the 'serving' referred to here is not giving worldly pleasure but vice versa...


""It is with pleasure, sir!"" they said in unison and took out something they had brought.


It was a mouse as big as an adult's hand, and it was also an item Zhara told her to buy.


"Michael. haven't you eaten yet? we brought you a special meal here." Zhara said with a grin.


With that, a desperate cry sounded so pitiful from the large mansion, the three women who looked so beautiful and charming tortured Michael so sadistically that it exceeded even Zhara's expectations.


They force Michael to eat a mouse alive, cut off one by one his finger and even cut off his Babymaker.


The incident continued for 1 full hour, and there was the peak of Michael's madness.


He seems to be mentally affected!!


"Well, kill me. Just kill me. Just kill me you son of a bitch.."


Michael had been mentally hit, he was banging his own head on the wall under the cold gaze of Zhara and her three secretaries.


"He seems to have been broken." murmured Laura.


"Hm. he looks so stupid." Iris murmured.


"Can I kill?" rosalie muttered.


"Don't be killed first. Do you want to see fireworks?"


""Fireworks!? we want to see it!!"" the three women answered enthusiastically.


Zhara pulls out Michael's phone and searches for someone's name in her contacts until she finds a contact that says 'Damn's Dad'


'What an ungodly child.' Inner Zhara.


He then contacted the contact and shortly a heavy voice from a man was heard.


[What are you calling daddy all those nights, you son of a bitch, do you want more money?]


"Good night the head of the Verdiansyah family" Zhara said, greeting Michael's father, who was the head of the Verdiansyah family.


[... Who are you?]


"I don't want to waste time on pleasantries, come to your son's mansion alone within 1 hour or your son will die.."


[You!!]


Zhara then pointed her phone at Michael who was still talking to himself like a madman, and it succeeded in making the head of the Verdiansyah family silent for a while.


[..... Okay, I'll be right there]


After that the phone was turned off, and Zhara immediately got a question from Rosalie.


"Why did you contact him? If this isn't it we'll be found out?" rosalie said with a nod of Laura and Iris.


Zhara grinned.


"Don't you want to see fireworks? help me wet this place with kerosene and get the gas canisters in the kitchen."


Although they did not know what Zhara would do, they trusted Zhara more than anything as their master.


They followed Zhara's orders, soaking up the entire living room with kerosene and storing the gas canisters right next to Michael.


They finished with the activity in 40 minutes and went straight from the mansion...


20 Minutes later, Michael's father came to drive his car and parked in a hurry and entered the mansion in a hurry.


Michael's father had reached the front door of the living room and called out to his son from outside the door.


"Son! are you in there!?"


On the other hand Michael was still muttering and banging his own head crazily in the living room, but after hearing his father's voice, Michael's eyes shone with hope.


"D-dad!! T-please save me!!" michael shouted, who had gained consciousness, and turned his attention to the door where his father's voice was heard.


But there's something weird there.


There's a candle lit right under the door.


Because Michael had become aware of his insanity, he finally realized that the smell of kerosene and gas canisters was nearby.


Just one look at Michael can tell what's really going on...


"Dad!! don't open that door!!!" michael shouted loudly, but it seemed that his father did not hear Michael's desperate cry and opened it.


"No!!"


Michael screamed hysterically as the door opened and nudged the candle underneath it to a fall, the fire spread rapidly as the place was soaked with kerosene.


Michael's father's face immediately turned pale looking at the horrifying scene in the living room.


"Oh My God.."


NUUUUAAAAAARR!!!


A large explosion occurred as a result of gas cylinders and destroyed the entire mansion with a fierce to electrify the area within a radius of 50 km.


On the other hand Zhara and the three women who had been his subordinates were in a place quite far from the explosion, but could still see it because they were currently in a high place.


The sight of the explosion in a row because of the many gas cylinders that exist makes the smoke fly soaring until it can be seen even though it is midnight.


That's the fireworks Zhara said.


"Owaahhh! lovely..."


The three beautiful women looked to be enjoying the incredible scene with twinkling eyes.


"Lord look at that beautiful explosion!" rosalie said with passion.


"Hm. revenge is beautiful." - muttered Zhara.


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