DEATH WARRANT
AMELIA EARHART'S

I had once received advice from a very old grandfather, at that time I was conducting a murder investigation in Tanggerang area, I estimated age 80 years. The grandfather asked me 'Who has the truth?' He told me nothing.

Everyone has their own justification in them. Who is wrong if everyone is right? I asked him that. 'Whoever disagrees with your truth will be wrong in your eyes'' The answer makes me instantly aware of the unique creation of the world and its contents.

The criminals and criminals will never run out however they do, of course it is because of the social imbalance factor among humans, and besides they also feel that what they are doing is right, just in the eyes of others it is wrong behavior. Only the law considers their behavior wrong. The grandfather continued the question that made me fall silent in a thousand languages. What about heaven? Are we free to do everything there? If so, heaven is not bound by law. But our place today is different. God bless us lust. The higher the quality of humans will be the more wrong humans in his eyes. That's the cycle of the world, maybe the rotation doesn't stop until the end of time.

All thieves, murderers and criminals, they are always very optimistic. They always think that everything they do will be smooth. Without them knowing it's just a mistake they made.

As long as they are able to find the blame behind their nature, it will be very easy to dismantle the crimes committed. Whatever the crime.

That's how I solve the cases I've been dealing with all this time. But the case of Jara is very different. I couldn't feel it even a little.

I'll write down what's in Amelia Earhart's book. And, whatever Jara wrote on her hell note.

Everything I write here is just a clue in the investigation. Not all of them, just the clues that we consider important. Amelia Earhart's Hell Records are very different from previous Jara's.

Amelia's Hell Note is no different from a novel. Everything Amelia did during her four years as an artist was written in this book. More precisely, Jara had already determined everything Amelia had done all along. Very interesting isn't it.

These four years, it was Jaralah who set Amelia's destiny.

...AMELIA EARHART'S...

The demon was constantly looking at me, without even batting an eye. He smiled so much that he liked my appearance. What a very beautiful smile, my heart was pounding fiercely staring at him who was standing at the end there. Slowly he approached and hugged himself. The calmness flowing in the blood cells made my mind feel so comfortable. I have never felt so much confidence.

I screamed as loud as I could for help, but no one heard it. The bodies of the strange animals were getting bigger, as big as a giraffe, the snake had already evolved into a strange, growing foot on its body. The sooner he turns around me. My screams are getting louder. I wish someone would come to my room to help me.

Sure enough someone came to open the door, my hope was back up. But the one who came that night was not a human, I don't think he was the beginning of a disaster, he was the one who smiled at me while singing. I screamed for him to help me

The figure absorbed the entire beast of the bully. After helping me he smiled again, quickly the demon entered my body. I tried to resist it but my body was not powered, with energy as I was constantly fighting, unconscious that night I fell asleep.

One morning, I woke up with my body shivering to the bone. The demon tried to freeze me to death from the inside. Do I remember that mysterious message? Is it because it just confirms the message, all this happens. It's very unlikely.

I hurried to force myself who had been possessed, to go to the office to work. My real goal is to become a famous artist. That'sallthatis. I want to live happily.

My days started with him. Wherever I go it stays in my body never comes out. As time went on, I started getting used to it. I can't tell when he controls this self, and when I control this body.

My days are starting to get mixed up with his wishes. This demon is indeed capable of fulfilling all my desires and desires. Every time I perform anywhere, he influences the audience to like and love me, the fans clap cheerfully.just a few moments he is able to make me a popular musician, he said, not even a few people glorify me.

One day I felt myself out of control, I asked someone how to take off a booth that possessed someone. He said, “To cast out demons from the body of a possessed person, you must starve him. Don't give him anything other than bread and water, and after that beat him mercilessly with a stick.’’ I did it, really did it.

In an attempt to exorcise the demons within me, I tried everything I could think of. I get the following information in another book. “In medieval times, people burned strong-scented incense in front of someone possessed.

when the patient lost consciousness, they cut off his nails, wrapped them in a black cloth covered in black chicken blood, and planted them. The action is believed to catch the devil and the common sense of the patient can recover.’’ I begged my friends to try it on me, but they railed and called me crazy. No matter how popular I am, I am always ostracized. I tried to cut my own nails, and perform the ritual, but the Devil still controlled me. I have almost tried everything. But he stays in this self.

In my own childhood, I was physically and physically weak. My days have been hard pressed by my family and those around me. To be honest a few times I wanted to kill myself, but my beloved sister always smiled at me. I broke that intention. This Heart cannot afford to leave him in this very cruel world.