Horror And Mystery Stories
isabella

What the hell are you doing there? Is that really you? Answer, don't shut up! When I checked it I was shocked. Whoa! How could this happen! My brother listen to me! Who did this to you?

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My brother and I live in one house. That brother is my cousin's brother. My mom died four years ago, and my dad's home. So that my cousin's brother was asked to accompany my day here. But today, my father was overtime and was staying at his office, the office of the Tourism Office. He said there would be great and distinguished guests from outside. So now my cousin and I are home.

This morning, when my father was leaving, my father told me to always lock the door and the room when I would travel anywhere if I left the house. The house keys, some money for snacks, and other necessities were provided by my father. My dad's going home in four days. So since it's Monday today, it means my dad's coming home Friday.

My brother is 20 years old and I am 21. I call him cousin. That's because my brother is the son of my father's brother. My father was the last number of children, so I was the most regarded as the younger brother in my family. It's okay my dad left me and my brother for four days, we're all grown up. We can take advantage of what Dad has provided for us.

This afternoon, I told my brother about life here. Because my brother's only been here two weeks. I told him about the mother of a neighbor who likes gossip when buying vegetables at the Mbok Iyem stall, I'm telling you about a crazy person here who sells firewood at a very cheap price so it's easy to be cheated by the buyer.

Around my house, there are five neighboring houses. Because it happens that my house is the most corner house, so there will be no more house after my house. One of my five neighbors is my brother. More precisely my sister than my mother. Her name is Mother Lastri. Last afternoon, Ms. Lastri had just visited my house to see how my brother and I had been here for two weeks. Especially with circumstances that my father did not supervise.

When the afternoon was over, the night wind spread in the air, at 18:30 when finished worshiping. My brother and I at home did nothing. Just watching TV and eating a potluck at the table. It felt different when I was abandoned by my father. Only half a day was lonely like this, let alone four days. But it's okay, there is my brother who always accompany me here.

And lucky for me when I heard the sound of people knocking on my door from the outside, it turned out to be Miss Lastri. Lastri's mother came to my house to give me some food and drinks for me and my brother. When the atmosphere is like this, I am no longer lonely with my brother. There's Miss Lastri accompanying me this evening. But Ibu Lastri can't stay overnight now.

We watched television together, ate food and drinks together. It was all a gift from Mother Lastri. Thank you very much Ms. Lastri for filling the void tonight. Tomorrow I hope Lastri's mother can visit me again. Not because I was expecting his hand, but I wanted at night someone to accompany me and my brother and add intimacy. It's not just the sound of television and the sound of crickets from outside.

When the time showed at 21:00, Lastri's mother went home. The distance was only about twenty steps from my house. Right, very close. As I said, my house is the most corner house so that the row of houses before it was very close. Then, because it was night, my brother and I slept in their own room. I sleep in my room, and my brother sleeps in his room.

Night here is the time when people are no longer outside. The deadline for night exit is 22:00. Mr. RT has indeed arranged a patrol schedule, but unfortunately because the people of this area are less responsible, so the night patrol from day to day is getting charred. Now no one wants to do the night patrol. Moreover, my home area is a remote area, because it is at the corner and there are only six houses there. Me, and the five houses of my neighbor. If we get off the front road of my house, we'll find a bridge. The bridge was paved three days ago. That's where the houses of the citizens line up.

When tonight, at 00:01, I heard people outside knocking on my door. Who wants to visit at night? Is there an important interest? With a heavy heart, I woke up from my bed, and coincidentally my brother also woke up from his sleep due to the noise. Yeah, noisy. The carving was very hard and heavy. Fortunately, my five neighbors did not wake up. Then I went to the front door of the house and opened it with my brother.

I saw her, a girl whose height difference was about 30 cm shorter than me, her face pale, and shabby. Her hair was long and she was crying. He hugged me when I opened it. He said that he was lucky that someone would serve his fears tonight. I asked, what's going on out there tonight like this so she freaked out?

He asked me to follow him to his destination. I'm confused what's going on. This time I saw something strange like this. A girl in the late night knocks on the door of the house just to vent and ask for protection from her fears. What scares him? I followed him and it turned out.

Until the place I followed her, it turned out to be Mother Lastri's house. Yeah right, Miss Lastri came home at 21:00 from my house. Lastri's mother is my mother's sister. I'm confused, I've never seen this girl before. I'm also confused as to what's going on here. Why did the girl bring me here?

Turns out, I saw it. The house of the Lastri Mother is empty and uninhabited except for the Lastri Mother. I just remembered that Mother Lastri's husband was on duty just like my father, so the one at home lived Miss Lastri. When I got to the front of the middle room. Holy hooch! Madam Lastri!

I'm sure that did this bad guy! Lastri's mother was killed by someone at night like this. A lot of blood splashed on the floor of the middle room. Flies flies have started flying on the corpse of Mother Lastri. It was fortunate that the girl brought me here so I understood the case. My brother and I were sobbing with the girl. Lastri's mom just brought me a delicious snack and food. But now, he has left because of a murder case. But who would dare to kill people in a deserted place like this and late at night?

I am so grateful to the girl. I called the police to investigate Ms. Lastri's death. Quickly, half an hour later the police came to the place to take care of the body. The girl was frightened, which was why she wanted to leave that place. Because he confessed to me seeing the killer break into Mother Lastri's house. So that's why he knocked on my door to give me information. Surprisingly, why would a girl go out at night? Before the girl left, I talked for a moment with the girl.

“Sister, I'm scared. I want to go home ya”, said the girl.

“Yes, you better just go home. Thanks for the information. But why can you leave late at night?”, I asked.

“It's common, brother. My mom let me go home late because I was busy. I have business with my friend. I'm making a big show in the village next door. When I passed in front of this alley, I saw the killer coming into the house. So I immediately gave information to the nearest house. It just so happens to be my sister's house. That's how you are, I go home first, brother. I was afraid”, said the girl.

“Hey come here for a minute. There is less. What's your name?”, my question.

“Isabella,” replied the girl.

“Good. You better go home, and don't come home late again”, I said.

Isabella's? What a good name. I often hear that name in movies. Maybe her mother was inspired by the movie too. Ah forget. Isabella, my new friend in this village who told me of the murder of Lastri's mother.

After the police took action against the corpse, it now remains for the police to search for traces of the killer. No fingerprints at all were taken on Ms. Lastri's body. Lastri's mother will be buried in the morning at eight. As for the killer, it's hard to find. Police say the killer was smart. He used a special device so his fingerprints wouldn't be recorded. But the police found an inscription that read, “If you report, you'll be doomed”. The writing was typed on a piece of paper and tucked under his body. What kind of mystery is this.

A very astonishing event. I told my father and Mother Lastri's husband. Mother Lastri's husband will be home today, while my father will be home for a few hours and then leave for the office again. Because my dad is busy. Lastri's mother has been buried and the mystery has not been solved. I also met Isabella at her funeral. Isabella was still crying in fear at the funeral because it was still imagined last night with me.

One strange thing. Why did the killer leave a note? What was the purpose of the killer killing Lastri's mother? What's wrong, Mother Lastri. Now, that record is already held tightly by the police to be investigated.

At home, I was alone with my brother. Because I just went to the office. Dad said I'd be okay. Believe this. But I'm still afraid of the words in the notes. He said if I report, I'll be fucked. But I am sure of Dad. The note was just to scare the kid. Because I already reported it to the police.

Tonight, my brother and I in order not to get carried away by the burning fear, I deliberately bought a funny comedy VCD cassette. So that I can laugh freely because of the funny things in the VCD. It made me forget the murder last night. I don't think about ghosts. Because ghosts don't exist. I just responded, that the killer's smart. He managed to erase his tracks.

So tonight, I'm content to watch a funny comedy on a VCD with my brother. And I immediately went to sleep. I sleep in my room, and my brother sleeps in my brother's room. I'm no longer afraid of the shadow of last night's murder. My brother is the same. Tonight my sleep will be slumbering.

Outside was deserted, there was no one. Because they were all terrified of the murder last night. No one dares to come out tonight, but doesn't know for tomorrow night. I'm sure the police are still identifying and finding out who the killer is. Through the evidence, I believe the police can.

At 00.01. While I was sleeping, I woke up for a moment and looked at the clock. In my room there was no wall clock so I always wore a watch when sleeping so I knew the time and never got up late. This time I woke up very early. That's 00:01. I thought because I wasn't wearing a blanket and it was so cold that I woke up. I took the blanket and put it on.

But briefly. Something is strange. I heard the door open in my brother's room. Either in my brother's room or the other door. I heard the door open outside my room. I got scared and locked myself under the blanket. I can only give up and hopefully it's just the night breeze that keeps the door open because my brother forgot to close the window.

“Brother, what are you doing? Are you hungry? In the refrigerator there is bread and jam, you can take there”, I said afraid.

But the result is empty. There's no sound what. My brother did not return my voice. My feelings are getting worse and I want to immediately ventured to get out of the room and make sure what happened. My mind is no longer. I hope it's nothing, it's just the passing wind that keeps the door open.

When I came out of the room, it was true. The middle room door was already open. But there was not a single window hole in the living room nor the vestibule. My brother's room is next to the living room, and my room is in the front room. So I have to go through the middle room first. But in the front room, not a single window hole caused the wind to enter. Think positive! It was a mouse who wanted to open the door with his body, so that the body of the door was open.

I entered the living room and saw my brother's room. Weirder still. My brother's room is open, too. My mind became like that. I was confused what to do. I could only give up and scream from outside my brother's room.

What the hell are you doing there? Is that really you? Answer, don't shut up! When I checked it I was shocked. Whoa! How could this happen! My brother listen to me! Who did this to you?

Tonight, at 00:01. My brother suffered the same fate as Mother Lastri. My brother was killed by someone. I didn't expect. I could only hug my lifeless and blood-soaked brother in his bed. When I hugged her, I felt a different palpation. I touched a paper and it said “If you report, you'll be wretched”. Exactly it. This writing is the exact same writing when the murder incident of Ibu Laras. Only different colors of the paper, but still typed neatly. I called the police in fear. I found no trace of the killer. I think the killer ran out the window, because the window was open.

Quickly, 30 minutes later the police came to reveal everything. It turns out that the police opinion is still exactly the same as the incident Ms. Lastri. Police say that the killer is the same person as Ms. Lastri's killer. I also handed a small note to the police, who knew it could be a clue.

In the morning, I immediately informed my father. My father came home and would not go to work again. He did not care about his busy life because there had been two serial murders on two nights. The mystery is getting weird. Who is really hiding behind all this?

My brother was buried in a town a little far from my house. Kira's 40 km. Because it's my brother's hometown. I told him everything that happened to my other brothers there. All that passes let it pass. I'm sure the police will do their best for our village. Then I went back home.

At home, police are still investigating the case. I hope the police have found authentic data. And it turned out to be true. The police revealed everything he had gotten. Then, the police told me and my father everything.

“Begini, we were from 00.45 until 16.00 to have done an investigation. Until now, it was 17:00 when you came home from your brother's house. We found some data. We've researched some footprints, fingerprints, and so on. But still, the killer is very clever. His fingerprints have not been recorded. But we did get footprints that looked very clear, and doors that were poked. But relax, we fixed the door. We saw footprints from the bridge, towards this house, then towards the living room, then towards the victim's room. There we also found a box of tissue covered in blood. Then, as the window opened, we saw the footprints under the window, and the footprints disappeared. That's all we got. Be patient, as we will be doing a follow-up tonight. We're gonna do some special surveillance on your house tonight. To let it all unfold. We also don't know the reason the killer committed a serial murder with an unexpected victim like this. But for a minute, do you have a special relationship with the victim?, asked the police.

Quickly, I answered.

“The first victim, that is Miss Lastri, I have a relationship. Lastri's mother was my mother's sister. And the second victim is my brother”, I replied.

“If the two victims were brothers, surely the murderer had understood and planned this from the beginning. Thank ye. This could be data for us. Never mind. Now that you're home, the victim's room is cleaned. Your home is safe. You can enter your home with your father now. Be calm. For tonight we will conduct special surveillance on your home. We will deploy a group of police and we put them in every section to keep an eye on every corner of the house,” police said.

I just follow and obey. Hopefully the police are right, he'll uncover all these cases tonight. If it's true that the killer is coming to kill me tonight, I'm calm because there's a cop watching. So I can sleep well tonight. I asked to sleep with my father together. Anyway, I'm still haunted by fear.

Come the night that awaited. At 21:00, the police I saw installed themselves in his place to watch my house. Then I slept with my father in his room next to the living room. At first I slept first, and then my father fell asleep. I hope tonight the police can reveal everything.

What happened, the night at 00:01, my father accidentally woke me up to make sure nothing happened tonight. But this is all beyond expectations. I heard the door open in the middle room! I didn't think the killer would come here again. I woke up with my father and was scared. Then I heard a scream from outside.

“Hi you who are here a! Show yourself! Wake up! I know you're in the room!”

Whatisthis? I heard that scream. Why is he shouting his voice? Maybe he knows I'm the only one here. He did not know that my father had come home and accompanied me here. But this is beyond my expectations! I heard, and recognized the voice. The girl I heard yesterday morning.

“Isabella! It was you! Why are you doing this to me? Why did you kill my mother's sister and my brother's sister? And why are you going to kill me now?”, I asked. I immediately locked the room door and added pillows, bolsters and cabinets at once to the back of the door so Isabella could not open it. And I hope the police know this from the outside.

“Show yourself now! Now we're both here! Let's solve our problem! Don't close your room with a closet!”, snapped Isabella.

“What is my problem with you that you snatched away part of my brother? I never had any problems with you! Please Isabella, wake up. Unmask you from past events. Now everything is revealed. I didn't expect!”, I said.

“Do not have to be stale. Now go out and show yourself. Don't you remember the story we both told? Isn't that bitter? So show yourself now! Let's solve this, or I'll break down the door and kill you! I brought everything I brought!”, explained Isabella.

“Wait wait! We can solve this in an adult way! Not through murder! Isabella, I will come out if you put all your weapons on the floor”, I said.

“Tell me don't have to be stale! Now that you're out, it's important! You don't know what it's like. What makes you not remember? Try to remember again, the events that used to be, how hurt I was treated like that by you and your family”, he said.

I remember about that problem. Problems that do not need to be retold, but clearly, it is true, our family used to have a bad behavior so it really hurt Isabella. I never knew she was named Isabella.

“So that tiny little girl I was with was you? Isabella?”, my question.

“Ya true. And now, you have to pay for everything you've done to me! If you don't get out of the room, I'll take the follow-up!”, he threatened.

“I'm not afraid. Here I am with my father. I'm not alone. Remember, I'm not alone. Try it, let's settle this matter with me and my father, all three and not through murder! This is for your own good too, or you can be punished”, I replied casually.

“Not to scare me! What comes out of your mouth is bullshit! I warn you once again, show yourself now! Otherwise, I will do a follow-up!”, he explained.

“Say we can solve this problem in a wise way, not in a follow-up way like you said, I understand! Comeon! Put all your weapons down, and I'll be out solving this problem”, I said.

“Oh don't believe, you don't know how much my heart hurts. You don't know what it's like to be ashamed. You don't know what it's like to crash! It's enough base the bed!”, said Isabella. And I didn't expect Isabella to start sawing and gouging my door and intending to kill me and my father!

Unexpectedly, along with that I heard another voice from outside. The voices of adults and the footsteps of many crowded shoes that seemed very gallant entered my house, and said.

“It turns out you're the girl who was at Mother Lastri's funeral. You're already surrounded. Come here son, come with us to court”