《Unknown Dimension》Chapter 8 Burying the Dead.
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Inside the house the neighbor was lying on the ground, his head was separated from his body, on the side of the body was his cell phone, the keys of the house and on the other side his suitcase.
It seemed that he had very few opportunities to defend himself. Apparently when opening the door, in one hand he had the cell phone and in the other the suitcase, the latter had a hole with that of a stab.
Possibly when the neighbor opened the door, the goblin was on the other side, he tried to stab him in the stomach, but the neighbor reacts instinctively putting the suitcase in the middle. The goblin learning from his failure, he jumped over the neighbor, just as he did with me and cut off his jugular, but to be sure he cut off his head.
The little lighting of the house entered the house through the window or to be exact between the curtains, which were a little open, only enough to allow it not to be too dark to move, the door to the corridor was more closed than open.
"ha ha ha mmmm ja ja ja ha mmmm hahaha!!" suddenly I heard, a sinister laugh, plus pitiful whimpers. I began to follow the sound of laughter, without making noise.
The neighborhood houses had been made as standard, all had a basic shape that was: 2 bedrooms, bathroom, dining room, corridor or front yard and stack room or backyard.
The laughter, came from the main room, or the one in front, luckily the door was open, I could see a green man on a king size double bed, he was laughing while, you could see on the ground on each side a leg and an arm of each side of the bed. You could see a black liquid splashing to the sides, the worst thing is that every time it came out it smelled like blood. I assumed that the legs and arms were ripped off brutally, from a person. The body of the green man was naked.
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The blood festival in that room was horrible, I couldn't understand what happened there. The man was back and forth violently as he laughed and in front of him the pitiful moan could be heard. Then I understood that the green man was having intercourse with someone. Apparently, the monster had some kind of power with which it could keep her alive while at the same time contaminating her body and torturing her. That was why the bastard laughed
I raised the sword horizontally to is neck, quiet at possible, my heart was beating madly, I was really angry and scared because this time I felt like I was going to commit a crime, but I thought about the victim and all that he was suffering despite wanting to die. While this green man grafted his dirty seed, while mocking his victim.
I just thought he deserved to die, then stealthily approached him.
“Slash!” Sound, my sword across his neck, when I hit him, beheading the wretched.
"Ding! You killed a High Goblin! you have acquired 180 experience points + your experience bonus. By performing a stealth attack, you acquired the Level 1 Stealth ability.” Said the mechanical voice, of the Unknown Dimension.
The High Globin body scattered in a purple cloud, leaving a green stone, in front of me. The victim was a black woman about 30 to 40 years old, at another time she could have been said that she was beautiful, but now it was only a bleeding body, full of bruises, dripping blood from its four missing limbs.
The bastard rips her limbs off so she couldn’t resist. The bed was full of blood coming from all her holes. The son of a bitch had dislocated her jaw, so she couldn't scream. This woman was probably the neighbor's wife, the scene in front of me was a brutal thing, like something out of a sadomasochistic horror movie, she was all beaten and bitten everywhere. The makeup was all cumshot by her tears and her blood, she still had her eyes open. Where you could see the denial over the situation that was going on. The moment I killed the monster, the power that kept her alive stopped working, therefore she was dead.
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I went to the living room and closed the door to the room. I took a deep breath, to calm down, after that, I close the door to the corridor, I saw the clock on the wall, it was 10 in the morning. I felt a little tired, I opened Menu Status and my Fatigue is at 40%, I picked up the neighbor's cell phone and unlocked it. For my bad luck this one had a password. I wanted to call my wife to see if she was okay
I didn't know these neighbors, but I have greeted them a few times and they looked like good people. So, I went to the backyard, with beak and shovel, of from my dimensional box. It takes about an hour. Then I make a mass grave for them, I wrapped the woman and her husband, among sheets I found in the back room, I buried them together.
"Tatica God!" guide them in the afterlife so that their souls found against each other and hopefully if they are reborn, they will have a better life!" I said with my eyes closed.
But suddenly I felt a presence behind me, but the strange thing is that this one wasn't hostile. I looked behind me and realized that was the ghost girl who also had her eyes closed and was praying.
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