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The door was locked. That also meant I couldn’t escape from this place. I thought of the other friends. Maybe they were hiding some where and safe. I needed to tell them that the killer was dead. Maybe there were some more killers but I need to be with some one. This place was too cold and stinky. I went to the studio but I just found Duy dead body there. I couldn’t find Van Anh every where. It looked like she was vanished into the air. The more I searched for her, the more I realized that there was no one in this building. Only me. All alone. After a while now I felt familiar with the atmosphere. I couldn’t escape so I better get used to this feeling. I sat to the floor in the self-study room. I waited for the other killers if any come to me and finished my life. But I didn’t want to die. I had to survive even if I had to kill many other people. I held the knife of the killer tighter and tighter. So tight that I could sense the heat from the knife, the heartbeats of the knife.
Then I heard some noise from the room next door. Was that Van Anh? No, it was not her. I was sure she was dead. And there are 5 of them. Were they the alliance of the killer?
Maybe.
Certainly.
Obviously.
Sure.
I had to kill them. I had to kill them all. I had to take revenge for my friends and my boy friend. I had to kill them because I wanted to survive.
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