Regret

tittle: Regret

Prologue:

‘Who’s there? Who’s calling my name?’

As I open my eyes, I’m standing in the middle of hall that full of dead bodies. They were lying everywhere on the cold floor like broken dolls. The bodies were already in stage rigor mortis and decomposition, the smell was hard to handle. The red liquid were splattered everywhere, coloring the hall copper-red.

I felt like my blood no longer flew through my vein, all over my body trembled. I hugged my own body, trying to calm myself. Slowly, I make my own move to get out from that place and trying to ignore  the dead bodies which most of their limbs were missing and heads were detached from their own body.

“I need… to protect her!” A pain voice echoed in my ear drum.

I turned around. There was no one except the dead bodies. Later, I noticed there was a door at the end hall. I walked towards it, my heart thumped wildly. I wondered why. The door slowly opened by itself as I came closer. A gust of wind blew past against me. Then, my vision was getting blurred. Inside that room, there was a young girl holding stuff doll in her embraced. The young girl noticed my presence and turned her face towards me. She smiled. Unfortunately, that smile was not for me but to a young boy who just easily walked into the room. A pair of scissor was hid behind the back of the body of the young boy. There was a smirked place on his face.

Wait a minute. Was that boy intend to kill the poor girl?!

In a nick of time, the boy stabbed the poor girl from behind as he hugged her body. The blood were split everywhere. I watched the screen in horror.

“…I killed her…”

That’s the only thing he said. There was no guilt in his tone. I screamed loudly. Out of nowhere, a deep hole suddenly showed up under me. I fell down, deeper and deeper into the hole.  It felt like I lured towards the darkness.

 “Do not remember…”

Those words were kept echoing in my head. Tears flickered on my eyes and flew down slowly on my face. I should listen to him. Now, I don’t care what will happen to me anymore. I just don’t care. Let it be. I had enough! Please, no more. I really don’t want to remember.