Murder In The Old Castle
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Ammar walked down a dark hallway with the lighting he was carrying. He had seen a figure flashing, but it disappeared so quickly. He wondered who the black-clad figure really was. The hallway was so quiet, only the doors of the room were lined up, revealing a sinister effect. Ammar was cautious. His years of experience in the criminal underworld, made his instincts even more trained. It can detect an approaching danger, or something wrong around it.
The sound of water drops was heard out of nowhere. Ammar had fixed ears, trying to detect a very subtle sound. This time, he felt that something was wrong in the basement. Among the sound of water droplets, Ammar can hear like the sound of crying in the hold, but it sounds very soft. Ammar suspected that the sound came from one of the rooms in the hallway, but he could not be sure which side of the hallway. It simply follows instinct, which directs its steps down the aisle.
"Where is Juned? Why did he just disappear?" ammar murmurs.
Ammar stopped in front of an intersection. Now, he could feel the sound of the stifled cry becoming clearer. Like the sound of a woman's sobbing, whose location is not so far from where she stands. The small voices in the hall were heard echoing, so he could not decide to go to the left or right aisle. He again relied on his hearing carefully. He tried to concentrate while closing his eyes. He tried to focus more on listening with the help of the wind that slowly rippled, making the sobbing sound more clear
"Right!" muttered.
Ammar felt confident that the sound of sobbing came from the right direction. He believes that the sound is a human voice, not a mysterious sound that is widely heralded as the sound of invisible creatures in the basement. He stepped confidently down the dark passage on the right. Suddenly his eyes were fixed on a room with an open door, which was located somewhat at the end. The sound of sobs seemed to come from there.
Half-run Ammar approached the room whose door was open.I don't know why his chest was beating, like recognize the sound of sobbing. In his mind, he suddenly thought of Mariah. He hoped that what he was hearing was Mariah.
Arriving in front of the room, he saw in it, a young woman tied to a chair with a tired and messy face. While downstairs, a man lay motionless. Obviously Ammar knew who the young woman was. He mumbled softly.
"Mariah .... "
***
Edwin poured hot water into white ceramic cups, then took sugar setoples. He deliberately did not add sugar to the cups, so that other residents can add according to taste. He was almost ready with tea, while Reno stood looking at the back porch from the kitchen window.
The kitchen is still in a dark state, because the electrical network in the castle area is still not normal. The atmosphere looks dimly lit by two candle lights that glow in the dark. Reno helps illuminate by shining a flashlight around the kitchen.
"Sir Reno knows, right?" ask Edwin.
"Know what you mean?" Reno asked back.
"I'm actually from all this mess" Edwin replied.
"Yes, of course I know, but I'm all handing it to Dimas, so I can handle the case. You'll know later too. No need to ask who the perpetrator was to me. Let it be a surprise in the reading room. So whatever it is, he is a very vile person, because he can kill his own friends," said Reno.
Edwin is just a mangosteen. Their conversation came to a halt when from the direction of the window leading to the basement came a suspicious sound, like the sound of someone's footsteps. Reno was on alert. He shone a flashlight towards the window, finding two men who looked troubled out of the window. Reno soon finds out that Juned is picking up a weak Ryan.
"God! What's going on?" ask Edwin.
"Quick you take it to the room and let it rest. Ed, get him a cup of hot tea. I think he's dehydrated and starving" Reno said, helping Juned pick up Ryan.
"Now let's go to the reading room! My feeling is that something is wrong! " whispered Reno.
***
The reading room was shrouded in thick smoke, as there were three Molotov cocktails that the mysterious perpetrator deliberately threw from the window. Women screamed in panic. The atmosphere was also dark because all the candles in the reading room had been extinguished. As a result, they cannot see around well. In addition, the thick smoke also makes the eyes sore and the throat dry, so they cough.
"Stay calm! Stay calm! Don't panic!" dimas said he was trying to calm the women.
He took out a flashlight, then pointed it around, but all he saw was the rolling smoke. Dimas' eyes were also painful. Of course he must keep moving, must not wait until the smoke disappears, because if he is off guard, the condition can be fatal.
The smoke from the Molotov cocktail is certainly not ordinary smoke. The occupants of the castle could feel their chest tight, as well as their eyes sore and watery. Whoever did it, he must have been an expert in assembling Molotov cocktails. But what was the purpose of throwing the bomb at the window?
"I can't see anything! It's so tight in my chest," complains Rosita.
"Me too" Lily continued.
"You don't panic and you better stay in place. I'll try to get there. If you can, go with whoever you find!" dimas Command.
The women, according to him, crept while holding whatever was around. This was not wasted by Nadine. This mess was immediately put to good use. He realized that his position had been cornered, so he secretly crept in search of a painting, then pulled the lever behind it.
Greeek!
The cupboard on the wall opened, and he prepared to flee to the basement through the secret door. However, Dimas could hear the secret door open. Immediately he picked up the gun he had tucked in his waist, heading towards the secret door while shouting.
"Don't try to escape, Nadine. I'm not afraid to shoot you! Ahhh! Fucking smoke!" moody Dimas.
He felt the smoke that made his eyes sore, but as hard as he could bear. In the darkness, he could see a black figure moving swiftly towards the secret door. Dimas did not want to mess with his words, he pointed a gun at the secret door, although he could not see clearly.
The door!
The sound of gunfire erupted from Dimas' gun. The women screamed, surprised to hear the gunfire. Dimas continues to hunt Nadine down to the secret door. Arriving at the secret door, he felt a little comfortable, as the smoke began to thin. He squinted towards the dark passage in front of him, hoping to still chase after Nadine who entered the underground passageway. Unfortunately, Nadine has disappeared!
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