Creepy Stories Of Eszed
BLOODY DISH

#APRI

I commend myself for choosing this place as an extraordinary work of art. Ah... It fits this place. It was so cold, so quiet, and it smelled bad. Sometimes I saw movement on the side of the wall where the rotten rats were passing through to the big cupboard that was in front of me.

The curiosity of opening it had appeared, but a faint fishy smell appeared as I approached undoing my intentions. Maybe there's where they put food supplies for the rat colonies. I won't interfere with their business. I'm here to have my own business.

I don't know who used to live in this house, but they still keep some furniture, which makes me not have to bother bringing a small table from home to put this thing.

When I set the tissue on the chair that I would sit so as not to dirty the jeans I just bought, the light from the motor light entered the yard. I knew it must be him. Who else would want to visit this house if no one invited him?

The haunted house that has a horror story to get out to the next campus, where I spent time listening to the lecturer explain about the Adjustment Journal, two weeks ago.

The motor engine was turned off followed by a shoe step closer. No sound of door knocking. He went in and called my name.

"Apri! It's me, Bryan."

"here. Dining room," I said.

A straight figure entered the room where I was waiting. Even in a state of lack of light, he was indeed so dazzling. No wonder the women bend their knees just to get their love. Unfortunately they are only considered like puppets by Bryan, who was made into a universal empress, then suddenly thrown away.

"It's too dark here, Apri. Can we choose another place? I'm a bit goosebumps" said Bryan.

"Just calm. I've brought candles for lighting. You got a match?" while extending my hand.

Bryan reached into his pants pocket and gave me a standard match in blue. Unlike my cute matches at home that I bought specifically to light a therapeutic scent candle.

The light from the candle that radiated, enough to make my vision much better. I think so was Bryan's vision, because after that he only realized that in front of him there was already a special tableware and main menu that I prepared today.

"Is this a date? Hmmmm... Romantic dinner," while chuckling, then pulled the chair in front of me.

I just smiled sweetly. Yes, my smile should be sweet tonight.

"So. What menu are you serving today?" while pointing at the dish covered by a serving hood made of stainless.

"Open yourself. You will see" answered me, who was holding my chin in both hands.

He raised his hand and held the cold lid. Before he lifted it, he looked into my eyes. Ah.... How handsome this guy is.

The contents in the hood are visible now. Bryan looked at me without saying a word. But this time his gaze was not as romantic as before he lifted the hood of saji which he still held at this time. This time his eyes were very serious.

"What is this, Apri?" ask Bryan.

I did not answer it but took a spoon to put a little dish on my plate. Dark pink dishes tend to be purple with raised strokes such as fine roots in red with a little red viscous liquid tantalizing, cut easily using my spoon.

Bryan looked at me who was chewing slowly. It's not hard for me to smooth it so I can swallow it. The dish easily slid down into my esophagus.

"Why don't you eat it? You said you accepted me for what? Try a little, it's sweet, "take me

"What about the owner?" bryan asked without stopping looking at me sharply.

"Just calm. After taking it, I cleaned and buried everything neatly. No one will ever know that I separated that brain from its owner." enjoying the mouthfuls I put in my mouth again.

He raised his hand closer towards my special dish. Without using a spoon, take it and put it in his mouth. There were drops of red liquid that melted from the edge of his lips as he chewed on it.

"Have guts too. You won this time. I want to be your girlfriend" I laughed and applauded her.

"I'm surprised" exclaimed Bryan symbolizing something strange.

"However?" much

"Right. Why does it taste so sweet?" bryan said as he licked his dirty finger by the thick red liquid. Like really enjoying it.

I laughed out loud. Obviously it was sweet, I made it from a mixture of gelatin, jam and strawberry syrup from the minimarket I bought this morning. The story about the brain from the grave I deliberately made to see the guts. When I wanted to explain to him, he opened his mouth and started talking.

"It's not like I usually eat"

"What do you mean?" I was a little confused to see it. What kind of dish does he usually eat?

Bryan didn't answer my question. He stood up from his chair and stepped into the closet where the rat colony was gathered. I didn't close anything, he stood there for 10 seconds. Her spirit was so quiet that I could hear the sound of my own breathing.

He opened the door of the cupboard and a mouse went up to the table nudging the candle I had lit. And because of that too, I couldn't see clearly what was inside there. But I knew that when the crackling of the porous door was opened, there was the sound of objects falling and rolling on the floor with a fishy smell that filled the room to the brim.

I don't know what I'm thinking right now, but I'm obviously scared. Something's not right here. My eyes went down the surface of the table with the help of my hands that fumbled looking for matches given by Bryan earlier. Good thing I didn't look for long, I could get that thing. My right hand shook as I tried to light the candle. After it lit up, my eyes adjusted the situation and tried to clearly see the entire room.

Bryan was still standing there, but this time he was turning around looking at me, not at the cupboard anymore.

"Come over here. I'll show you what I usually eat"

I stood shifting the bench I was sitting on, because the closet door prevented me from seeing what was inside. When I peeked, my heart almost popped. I cried and screamed very loudly but no one listened to me. Who would notice the screams of the woman in this haunted house? They must have thought my screams were from the subtle-creatures and their herds.

"You're crazy, Bryan!"

"Why baby? This time you tried my meal. Let's enjoy it before his body gets too stiff. Or do you want to try his head first?" bryan said with a terrible smile as he pointed at the piece of the woman's head that was swollen from being hit, full of thickened red liquid located on the floor.

"I'm not serious, Bryan. It's just a challenge" I'm hysterical.

He did not reply to me, instead approached and extended his hand. What does she think is romantic? He's Psychopathic! I retreated slowly, but he raised his pace to grab me. The more afraid I was made when his hand grabbed my wrist.

"Come, Apri, my dear. We're already made."

With the rest of the strength I had, I twisted my arm and managed to slip out of its grip. I ran towards the road looking for the crowd with sobbing. No matter what expensive tableware I took from my mother's kitchen left in that empty house.

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#DIAN

"He's gone. We managed. Come out, Dian" Bryan yelled inside the empty room.

Without needing a second cue, I immediately came out from my hiding place from the empty room next to the dining room in the haunted house.

When he saw my face, he laughed. Maybe feel like winning because I broke my best friend's plan, Apri, which I leaked to him.

For years I had to listen to the boy's babble about the men who came to express love for him and were thrown away at will. Hid. Pretty darn! Sometimes he has to learn a lesson about his actions.

"Thank you for the cooperation, Dian," lit his cigarette.

"Sama-sama," I replied briefly.

I opened the bottle of coca-cola that Apri had prepared to trap Bryan. It's not cold anymore, but let it be. I was thirsty to have to wait in the stuffy room next door.

"By the way what are you using? Why does it smell so fishy? Almost my acting failed because I wanted to vomit when I opened the closet," Bryan asked as he exhaled his cigarette smoke into the air.

"Oh... That blood?"

"Yes, the blood"

"I didn't put anything. That's real." I'm relaxed.

Her nose is turning a little cautious. I silently stared at the pieces of the head that fell earlier, while finishing my drink from the glass Apri had not touched earlier.

"Don't joke with me, Dian. Our target is Apri, not me" said Bryan rather anxiously. I could clearly see the large sweat grains appearing shiny due to the reflection of the candle.

"Have you ever seen me kidding, Bryan? You said it yourself, make it all without gaps to be perfect. Look at tonight. Everything's perfect, isn't it? Don't be selfish, Bryan. Look my work. You didn't even realize who was sitting curled up in that closet"

He stood back staring at the body figure of the unknown woman. I deliberately looked at her face without blinking to enjoy this moment. Suddenly he backed off. I don't know what he was thinking, but he seemed very surprised.

Roughly, he pulled the jacket that had been hung on the reot chair to look for something in his pocket. I keep glued to see it. After getting the black flat rectangular object, he stared at the screen and played his fingers violently, without even turning his head to me. It's very disrespectful.

[*Aunt. Where's Jane? ]

[No how do you mean Auntie? Send me the number now*! ]

And then end the conversation. I don't know who he called. It seems he asked someone named Jane. This time he looked at my face. I gave her a sweet smile, but she didn't give me back.

'The 'Ting' sound coming from Bryan's phone, suddenly changed the silent atmosphere. He looked back at the screen and put it into his ear.

"Lift Jane. Lift it!" I heard his voice whisper.

The ringtone sound broke the silence in the room. Not from my phone, nor from Bryan's phone, because he's currently calling someone. He turned back to look at me, this time looking like he had seen a ghost. Because of that look, I forgot when the ringing stopped. Once again he squeezed the screen of his phone, the ringing appeared from behind the shirt of the headless woman who was sitting in peace in the old closet.

"No need to call. Just raise his head he can't," I said, blinking my eyes at the closet.

He sits limp no matter how much dirt and germs will stick in his pants later. I approached him, extending my hand. But he covered his face using his arm.

"Go you crazy woman!"

"You why? Aren't I your partner tonight?" my mouth spoke to Bryan, but my eyes were looking for something in this room. Looking for the head that was separated from his body.

Ahah.... What I've been looking for I've found. I slowly lifted the thing and put it on the table. Bryan glared more and more, his chest and flowers deflated, as if this room has a little stock of oxygen reserves.

"Do you know who he is?" while stroking the curly young girl's hair.

Bryan was crying, like a big baby that had been robbed of his pacifier. I should've made the video, baby right now my hands are busy propping up that head. The macho man who became the dream of all women turned out to be nothing more than a sissy.

"It's okay, Bryan. He wouldn't bite you like he bit me earlier, when I tried to tie him up. Hahah, he's more docile now."

The man stood up and walked back slowly, slowly, faster, and faster. Unfortunately, his step had to fall because he hit the side of the sofa in the living room. I came to help him stand up, but as fast as lightning he crawled and ran until he forgot he had a motor to take home.

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Uh... Right said Mom, first. When cleaning the fish, we should dispose of and clean the blood well. The smell of blood is so fishy. Maybe the neighbors will think we've killed someone.

I spilled a lot of clothes cleaning solution on my cousin's muffled clothes in a tiny bucket in my bathroom.

Poor him, it had been three days staying here after the shock of getting his own mother to be making out with a younger man, because they did not know that he had come home early that day.

"Sister who used to come home to deliver food for Mama. I think the motorcycleman is online. Because it's handsome, I took a picture of it from afar." She said in tears as she showed me a picture of a man I knew by name was Bryan the pervert.

While recalling the incident, I wrapped the hardened clay dough from the face of the head statue that I deliberately formed in such a way. With a little paint, wigs, and dark conditions, my creation will not be inferior to Apri's artificial brain.

After feeling that everything was in order and taking out the trash, I went into the room and lay down next to my cousin sister.

"Tomorrow I'll return your phone and celebrate the victory while eating ice cream. I promise," while allowing Jane's blanket to fall asleep.

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➖ Sarah Eszed ➖