Trapped By The BEAST
Chapter 8's

"Hide here, don't make any noise!"

A little girl was sitting curled up in the dark and narrow closet with a look of fear and her face was already soaked with tears and sweat. Her body shook violently. There were sounds of screaming and screaming inside his house.

The sound of lightning striking each other and the lightning light that penetrates the room makes the situation even more gripping.

"Mama." the little girl could only hiss holding back the cry while calling out to her Mama.

He can't make a sound, that's Mama's message. The little girl could see her mother standing with a frightened face from the crack of the closet door.

The woman stood staring at the door of the room with her body shaking. Her tears were flowing in silence. The woman did not want to make her child even more frightened to see her cry.

The noise out there made his heart even more beat in panic. Screams, shards of goods and gunshots filled the place, as if this house would collapse in a moment.

The little girl cried at the terrible sound. The woman frantically stepped closer to the closet because she heard the sound of her son crying.

"Don't cry baby! Listen Mama, don't make any noise!" she looked at her little girl sitting pitifully in the closet.

The little girl was still crying uncontrollably. "Mama, Crys is scared." she said with tears in her eyes.

The woman looked at her son with a face holding back tears. Her hands squeezed her son's arms with teary eyes. His eyes were red, his lips were shaking. "Crys, take care of yourself, Mama dear you" said the woman until her tears finally dripped.

The woman rubbed her cheek, stood up and closed the closet. "Mama." left the little girl there.

Suddenly the lights went out. The whole house is pitch black without lighting. There was only a flash of light that struck and sometimes filled the darkness of the room.

BRACKET...BRACKET..

The little girl closed her ears tightly, as the door of the room was pushed firmly. "ARGHH" came the sound of Mama's screams after the door opened violently.

The little girl tried to cover her mouth with her small hands, as her crying voice came back. He could not help but cry in the midst of this tension. His body could only tremble while closing his eyes tightly. Inwardly, he could only mention 'Mama' repeatedly.

"Please, don't kill us, we're innocent. It's not us who did it."

No answer was heard, there was only the earthy sound of lightning as well as thunder.

"We don't know anything." The woman spoke back in frustration.

Dor... Dor.

At last, a gunshot rang out in the room. The little girl gasped in shock as she tried to keep her mouth shut.

Her tears are dripping. No more voices from her mother. Little Crys tried to open her eyes staring into the crack of the closet. It was dark, he could not see anything.

Until finally when the lightning struck, it appeared that his Mama's body was stretched stiff on the floor with blood pooling around his body. "Mama." Her inner with chest is so tight.

Lightning returned to snatch. It shows the figure of a man standing with a gun in his hand and his face that is not very clear because it stands sideways. The little girl could only see a tattoo under her right ear, right on the neck.

He watched how his mother's life floated right in front of his eyes. The little girl was even as determined as she was still trying to hold her voice with great difficulty. It felt like he wanted to cry hard and run towards his mother right now.

All he could do was sit curled up in the closet with his body shaking.

"MAMA."

Crys opened her eyes wide with breath as if running away. Sweat drenched his body and his hands tightly gripped his blanket. The dream again. It was the worst memory of his life.

Crys gets up and sits with a limp body. His head was dizzy after he got up from the bed.

Crys looked around and realized that this was not her room. Last night, it wasn't a dream.

Crys wakes up in a room with a pure white feel, with a touch of soft cream in some corners. The room is neat, luxurious and large, unlike the minimalist room.

Crys got up and realized that she was already wearing a thin nightgown. He woke up with a changed shirt. Where's his work shirt?

Crys steps into the bathroom, hoping she finds her shirt there. Niente. There were no clothes in the bathroom, except towels and bathrope.

Crys came out of the bathroom, went inside the Walk in Closet room and did not find any clothes there. The closet was empty. What should he use?

Crys returned to the bathroom, deciding to wash her face and brush her teeth.

When finished, Crys stepped around the room, looking and researching closely. He tried to open the door and it was locked.

Crys tried to open the balcony door and the door was also locked. There's not even a window here. There is only a large translucent glass on either side of the balcony door for light to enter.

There was no way to escape and escape from this house. Crys could only see the green garden as well as the fish pond from inside her room.

Until the sound of the door opening sounded, Crys jolted alertly. A middle-aged servant and two more servants appeared behind him with polite smiles.

Crys stood staring at them with a stiff look. "Miss, here's your clothes" the middle-aged woman said as she placed a dress on the bed.

"We'll help bathe the lady if you'd like" the maid said.

Crys shook her head quickly. "no need. You guys just go!" she said as she stepped into the bathroom and closed the door in a panic.

The servants could only stand silently staring at the bathroom door which was now tightly closed.

On the other side.

"You brought a girl here? Are you out of your mind?" Kenzo sat quietly on his study couch drinking his coffee.

Letting Ansell stand while babbling in front of him. "Is he one of your enemies? A spy? or one of your bitch?" ansell asked impatiently.

Kenzo put down his cup slowly, then shook his head. "Who is he then?" ansell asked, starting to grow angry.

"He tried to kill me." said Kenzo who made Ansell immediately snort while laughing discordantly.

"A little girl tried to kill you?" asked Ansell not misheard while laughing loosely.

"What's the guy like? I want to see him in person" Ansell said, staring at Kenzo.

Kenzo looked at Ansell fixedly with a flat gaze. Ansell who was stared at, fell silent in confusion. "Why are you looking at me like that?" ansell asked uncomfortably.

"Killing me with poison, I think he lost his mind before setting himself up as a target" Kenzo said with a hardened jaw. He's upset, of course. He felt inferior because the girl considered him someone who was easily annihilated from the face of this earth.

The knocking of the door interrupted the silence of the two men. "Lake in!" Ansell.

A middle-aged female servant entered with her head lowered. "Excuse Me, Sir. The clothes I gave you. What should I do next?" ask the waiter.

"Give him a meal! Don't let him out!" Kenzo. Ansell looked at Kenzo in amazement. Now this guy treats a girl as a pet.

"Okay sir, excuse me." he said, then got out of there.

"How long will you hold it?" ask Ansell.

"As long as I want." replied Kenzo casually.

"You're nuts. Why not just kill him?" asked Ansell growled.

"I don't like short walks like that. Let him be tormented in the hell he made himself." said Kenzo as he sipped his morning coffee. Ansell could only shake his head, unable to say anything more.

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