《Dark & Light》Chapter 3 : Consequence
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Arisa walked in the crowded street aimlessly. She didn't want to go home. It is too hard for her to see Ravi's face after the scene she had caused. She lost in mind, without knowing where her legs lead her. The day became night. She still walked through a dark alley, a gap between buildings. The way gradually becomes darker as she walked further. She could be careless. Arisa just wanted to be alone with the dark.
Further in, Arisa's got her sense back when. She heard some strange sounds at the right intersection forward. Weird sound sloshing and slicking.
'W-what sounds it is?' She thought.
She stopped and walked more carefully. Someone's doing something on the right corner of her way. But it is way too dark to see what happened. Arisa took a peek at what is happening in the right corner. Her curiosity has beaten the fear she felt for knowing. When her eyes get used to the dark, she saw that.
Blood splattered on the ground. The iron stench filled Arisa's nose. One of her shoes stepped on the puddle of blood. A man with a clown mask on his face stabbed a teenage girl her age endlessly with a broken glass bottle. The blood won't stop splotching from the stabs even the girl has died.
"Die!! DIE!!" He said as the stabs continued.
Surprised, Arisa shut her mouth with both of her palms to suppressed her scream. Then she is slowly walking backward step by step. Unfortunately, she stepped on a plastic bottle with her left foot. The rustling sound soon made the man realize Arisa's presence. He looked at the corner, Stand up, and walking fast to Arisa. If she doesn't run now, she's dead.
"H-help..."
She muttered as she tried to run. Panicking, she slipped and fell. Then, soon she looked up. She found The man already standing above her.
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"HELP!!"
He pinned her down with his body, shut her mouth with his left bloody palm. He swang his broken bottle at Arisa's chest. At that moment, she only could surrender to fate as she spoke her thoughts.
'This is.. my punishment.' She recalled the words she said to her parents as tears fell her cheeks.
It's better not to have you as my parents.
'Mom, Dad... Ravi. I'm sorry.'
THUD!!
The man has blown away by mysterious dark clouds that accelerated in the alleyway. The clouds pinned the man on the wall behind him.
"Darkness has completely taken over his soul. I can't save him anymore." The clouds said as it transformed into human-shaped full black.
Its right arm gripped the man's sinciput. The man screamed in agony as the black thing force something out of his head. A black-gritty cloud came out. And the man disappeared instantly. He became a black fog that vaporized in the air.
As the black thing swallowed the black cloud from the killer's body, it shapeshifted into the form of a man in a black suit. His hair is pure black, with red eyes that shine beautifully.
"If only I arrived sooner... I'm sorry." He said with a sad look on his face as he looked at the girl corpse he couldn't save.
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