Creepy Stories Of Eszed
FANTASY #2

Deg ...

Instantly I was surprised to see a white fur carpet stained with dark-black red patches scattered on some of its surface.

Whatisthis? My feelings are starting to get bad.

Roughly, I pulled a shirt that was accidentally placed on the sofa of the room last night and was no more surprised than to see spots on the carpet, because getting that spot also stuck to the light blue shirt I wore last night.

Immediately I stood up screaming calling the name of Jane who was not in the room, but it felt useless. I don't get answers.

I ran back to the room and looked for a device to contact Jane, but after that, I threw the device because when I tried to activate it, it looked like my wallpaper was replaced with a photo of a woman I knew, it was lying on the grass with a lot of bruises and blood.

My body felt limp and seemed to lose all the bones, because the woman on the wallpaper I saw was Jane, my beautiful doll.

Damnit damnit! Who did this? Is someone trying to prank me? If that happens, it's not funny!

Hardly, I forced my brain to try to digest what was going on right now, until my eyes stopped again at the blackish-red stain that was on the surface of the white carpet.

I knelt on it and tried to smell the red stain, to make sure that what was in front of me was not what I feared. But my body gasped as it got a fishy scent as it approached her.

********! It's just as I thought. It was really blood!

As if I didn't believe the incident that just happened, I tried to find Jane's contact from the device and tried to contact her.

Deg ...

The ringtone ringtone I knew as Jane's ringtone suddenly sounded from a distance. With my heart pounding, and tears falling, I tried to find and get close to the origin of the sound.

The closer, the closer, the closer, and the closer it really is. Stalled steps. Now I stand in front of the bathroom door that is outside the room.

My chest felt tight and seemed like it was about to explode. It's great to want to open that door and find out what's inside, but what if this isn't a trick? What if someone really tried to force his way into this house and did something creepy to Jane? I began to doubt my positive thoughts.

I took a step back and checked all the doors and windows in this house. However, there were no signs of being forcefully opened from outside. Everything looks safe and there is nothing strange. Even all the doors and windows were still tightly locked from the inside.

My heart is starting to calm down. To be sure, there are no criminal acts from people outside this house, as I thought, judging from his condition.

Slowly, I started to step into the bathroom and started trying to turn the door knob.

Clamps ....

Darkened. My eyes were not clear when I tried to look into it. I'm trying to fumble through the wall to find a socket to light up the whole room, and ....

Deg ....

Instantly my body collapsed limp, when I saw Jane's device lying on the bathroom floor.

Nope. Not because of the device, but because I saw the hand that I know as the hand of my beautiful doll was holding the device.

Yes ... hands.

Only the hands are there. Without shoulders, chest, face, or other limbs. Just a piece of hand, as if someone had separated the hand from the owner. The hand with the finger on the gold ring I gave Jane a week ago.

Tears flowed profusely, and the chest of the fireworks deflated, as if it was difficult to breathe the oxygen that was in this room. I freaked.

Slowly I dragged the body without standing to lean it against the bathroom wall. It's not strong to support yourself, even to sit down.

What the hell is going on here? Why am I faced with such a complicated situation?

This is a crime case with criminals whose motives and goals are unclear. And crazy, I was still fine, until I woke up this morning.

Can't!

I can't keep quiet with all the suspicions and fears that play out in the worst of imaginations. With trembling hands, I tried to play a finger on the surface of the screen, with the wallpaper of my beautiful doll's body drenched in blood to immediately seek help.

My hands were soaked in sweat, while typing the keyword of the police phone number from google to immediately call the number and tell of this incident.

As soon as I got it, I saved and pressed the 'call' button on my salary.

Tut ...

Connected. The tone showed that the device had tried to connect me to the number that was being dialed.

Tut ...

I looked again at the hands of my beautiful doll that was covered in blood and lying stiff. I felt really scared when I saw him.

Tut ....

Tut ....

My eyes widened as I looked at the mirror hanging inside this room. Like there was a red viscous liquid that started to dry up, stuck to its surface.

Tut ....

Slowly, I stood up and tried to approach the mirror and see my own reflection, and ....

"Good morning! With ..." Someone raised my call.

I turned my head, then immediately broke the connection while closing my mouth, as if I could not believe what I just saw.

As if being chased by a ghost, I ran back to Jane's room to look for the car keys, and tried to get out of this place, then locked it to return home.

The flow of blood pumped by my heart was as fast as the speed of the car I was driving. It seems I know who is behind this incident and it really threatens me if it linger in Jane's house.

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Buk, Buk!

I violently knocked on the door of the house and shouted Risa's name so that she would open the door immediately.

After he saw her face that appeared behind the door, I barged inside, until Risa's body almost crashed backwards.

"What's up, Mom?" asked Risa, astonished.

"Close door!" I snapped at Risa, without answering her question.

Risa was like surprised at my treatment and immediately closed the door, then stood looking and looking at me with teary eyes.

I knew that she did not believe what she had just heard, because for many years being my wife, she had never been yelled at or bullied.

"Why are you, Mom?" Her tears began to fall.

I immediately stood up and hugged her body. The body of the woman I betrayed for stupidity and mischief. The body of someone who is always there to help me. The body of my life partner.

Tears of fear and guilt gushed profusely.

I let go of her embrace and looked into her eyes, deep. I took a deep breath, then tried to swallow to start the conversation.

"Listen. I'm making a big writing project. All I need is calm and not to be disturbed by anyone. If anyone comes to look, tell me that I was on vacation from two days ago, and don't know when to go home" I explained.

"Whoever?" ask Risa.

"Yes, anybody. Only you and God can know that I am in this house. Can, honey? Can you help me?" my spoken.

Risa just nodded slowly then locked the door of the house.

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"Tolooooooooooong!"

The screams of someone I know are deafening. Immediately stood bare-chested, for the sake of immediately searching for the direction of the voice.

"Again! Scream again!"

I tried to make a sound so that I could know the answer from him in order to get there, but it was quiet. Suddenly ....

"Tolooooooooooooooong!"

Once again, the voice suddenly appeared. This time it was very clear and tight, coming from inside the bathroom.

I tried to open the door, but unfortunately I couldn't. It was as if it was locked from the inside.

Not wanting to give up on the situation, I gathered all my strength and tried to break it. At the third push, the door was broken and immediately opened. Unfortunately late. The woman was motionless, with bruises and blood all over her body.

I violently shook his shoulders, hoping that there was a little hope there, but in vain. I tried to encourage myself, hoping for movement there, but these eyes could not be lied to. He's not breathing at all. His life was separated from his body.

The woman is ....

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