《Tales of an uncommon mind》Chapter 1: Begginning of the end // part 2
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"Do you want to live ? I have a proprosal to you."
Katsuo looks at her with sad eyes and mutters, "Please, don't kill me... i don't want to die..."
"Well, i'll go straight to the point. I'll let you live if you accept to be my assistant. It will have some rules, but nothing too serious." - Miyako smiles a little bit while offering this to Katsuo.
He looks confused at her, as if he has misheard something, and says "Why ? Why would you do this to me ?"
"Does it really matters ? I'll have the chance to live your life."
Katsuo just keep looking at her, waiting for her to say the rules.
"First rule: You will obey my orders. Second rule: You will be useful to me. Third and most important rule: If you stop beeing useful, i'll kill you while you sleep." - As she says the third rule, the happiness in her face turns into lifelessness.
"If i accept, will you let me go home ?" - Katsuo asks with a little hope in his voice
"Unfortunately i can't trust you yet. You i'll have to live here until i can trust you."
Katsuo starts to think in his head if it is worth it or not. He could be killed at any moment, but if he doesn't accept it his death is a certainty.
"I accept your offer."
"Great! Now go take a shower, you are stinking."
She unties him from his chair and helps him to get up. He falls on his knees but rises again.
He goes to the bathroom, and when he takes his shirt off, he sees that his wound was treated by her.
"At least it didn't go through any organ or important artery." - Katsuo thinks to himself.
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He takes a long shower alone, crying without making a sound. He doesn't has the strenght to cry, he fells weak.
Miyako gives to him an underwear and a t-shirt that she bought it to him and shows his room in her house.
It looks like a small house. Clean and full of expensive stuff with a modern archtecture to it.
Katsuo is in a small room with just a bed. He feels the void that this lifeless room brings to it. He can feel the evil coming from within the walls of this house. He knows he is in a bad situation, but hopes for the best.
He lay on the bed, turn off the lights, and closes his eyes.
Katsuo hears the door opening, when he open his eyes, he sees Miyako entering the room with an ice picker on her hand. She is comming closer, He tries to get up but realises he is tied to a chair. He tries to scream, but not one sound comes out of his mouth. She looks to him with anger in her eyes and attacks him in the chest. Black blood starts to come out of his body, while she punctures his arms, legs, chest and abdomen.
Katsuo wakes up with a scream. He is sweatting and shaking a lot.
"It was just a nightmare... a nightmare..." - Katsuo reaffirms to himself.
He waits in his bed for Miyako to call him.
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Miyako opens the door and says, "Breakfast is ready, if you want you can come."
"Thanks. I'll c-c-come in one second."
She turns her back and starts to get out, when she says, "Ah, and before i forget, stop screaming. It bothers me the amount of noise you can make."
"S-sorry. I-it wasn't my i-i-intention."
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She goes away in silence.
He goes to the living room to eat, and sees the table ready. There are 4 plates. 3 of them are empty.
"Serve yourself."
"O-o-ok."
He takes the toast and puts some juice in his glass.
While eating, Katsuo asks, "Why are there 2 extra plates ? Are you expecting more people ?"
"No, i'm not expecting anyone to come."
"Can you explain why the 2 extra plates ?"
"No, and stop asking before you piss me off !" - She loudens her voice in an angry tone.
"O-o-ok, i-i-i'm sorry." - Katsuo starts to shake his hand.
She finishes eating, gets up and says "I want you to do the dishes."
She goes away to another room, leaving him alone to do the dishes.
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While he is washing the cutlery, he looks at one of the knifes and thinks if he should get it.
"If i get it, i can try to fight with her and run away... but she leaves me alone all the time, i could just try to break the door open... It must have some type of trick. I am almost certaing there is some kind of trap at the door. I'll get this knife when the time is right."
After doing all the dishes, she orders him to clean the hole house, except one room that is locked and wich she has the key in her wardrobe.
"When the time is right... when the time is right..." - Katsuo thinks to himself while thinking of a plan to escape.
---- three days later ----
Miyako leaves him alone in the house. She said she is going to do something special today.
He is all alone.
He goes to her room, and search the key in her wardrobe. It's a pink key. He put it in his pocket of the military pants.
He takes a knife. In his right hand he is holding it and in his left he has the key.
Katsuo goes to the locked door. Put the key in the lock.
"Shit, i wasn't suppose to do that ! She will kill me ! I can't do this, not now. Doing this now is stupid."
He removes the key from the lock, put the knife back into place, and when he was going to her room, he hears the sound of the door opening.
He is scared by this, and sneak back into his room. He slightly opens the door and sees that Miyako entered her room with someone else. He can't say who it is.
He waits in his room until he hears Miyako's door opening. He sees her back while she is walking to the kitchen. He comes out of his room and starts to walk up to her to ask who was that person.
When he passes in front of her room, he sees blood coming from under the door. A pool of blood. Katsuo start to shake and sweat. He feels his legs getting weaker, and passes out.
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