Chapter 25

"You asshole!"

I threw him all the things I touched. Anytime from now, I can explode because of anger! I wanna cuss him so harshly! I wanna slit her neck! I want to kill him so bad! Anger prevails in my heart today. But I couldn't do anything, I couldn't do anything but rock things I could see and cry.

"How did you do that? Why are you doing this?" I asked, still crying.

He just fixed his sleeve, and gave the casual smile that I always see. Why was he so good at hiding it?

"Well, sorry," he chuckled.

"Sorry?! Is that all? Sorry?” I sarcastically said. “What can your sorry do for the eight people you have killed?! Huh?! Eight people, Matthew! They were eight! Is it just sorry?" I stopped shouting.

"Edi, I'm so sorry?" He joked and laughed so hard. And did he really get a joke?

"Do you think it's funny?"

She stopped laughing then raising her hand. "Chill, tiger. I was just trying to lighten up the atmosphere here—"

“Then fuck you! I don't need your jokes! I don't need your laughs! I need your reason why the hell did you do it?! You crazy shit!" I can stop my emotions anymore. All right!

He even rose more than that.

"Okay.. chill. I haven't killed you 'e," he chuckled. "So, what do you want to know first?" He pushed his lips as if he were mocking me. I don't know, but I don't really find him handsome in my eyes right now.

It's something else I see. I'm going to die. He's a murderer.

I sighed and wiped away all my tears. "Everything." I raised my head as if brave even though I knew in my heart that I was afraid of what would happen next.

"Everything, I want to know," I continued.

He started to walk so I backed away. I looked around, I saw the curtain pipe then I took it. "You're so ready, we'll just talk. Relax, my Ashley."

“I'm not yours!" I shouted at him in surprise. I thought he would get angry because of my attitude but he just shrugged. "It's fine. Anyways, ask me. I don't know how to start this shitty explanation." He laughed then went back to the door and leaned back.

I was shocked to see that he took a cigarette from his pocket and lit it with a lighter from the other pocket. I cleared my throat. "Why are you killing? Did you all kill? Where's Michael? Why did he suddenly disappear from his room? Where did you hide him? Did you kill him too?" I tried to act so strong but everytime I speak, my voice is a bit broken. Argh!

He finished sipping then looked at me and also avoided later. "Why am I killing? Hmm, my hobby I guess?" What the fuck?! Hobby? Fuck him! Hobby that bullshit! I was about to speak but preceded me so I just kept my mouth shut.

"Nope, I'm did not kill everyone. Yes, I wished I could have. But they follow their demons, so they killed their friends.” He laughed then stopped cigarettes again. Who are they, then?

"Think of it. You don’t know your friends are. They can actually kill for one smallest reason!" Now he's voice raising up.

I stepped backward as he stepped forward. Yeah, it was true that I don’t know them even him. But now, thanks to this game, I have knew who's real and not. Sadly, they are not here anymore.

"What demons are you saying?" I asked before I could even forget about he said.

He laughed.

"How did you plan all of this? Oh, tell me." I added. I am really curious. I didn't care, I asked my questions that couldn't be taken. I couldn't do anything 'e but cry and wait when he said something. But I'm also preparing myself, it's going to take some things happen. I needed to be clear. They need justice.

"I was just bored," he casually said, pulled his cigarettes and thrown it to the floor. I followed the eyes until he had flourned the fire. It was a pocket but soon crossed arms. All of his actions today I am sure to guard closed. I can trust him anymore. I can't now and I will never trust him any more.

"It's a night of our class semester ends. You know? I just realized that "what I will make a game? But, not just an ordinary game. A game where all of my friends will be exposed to the point that they have no to choice but to kill each one just to keep their secrets? Isn’t it amazing?! And I thought, woah! That is something better than all the of ordinary games." He put his hand on his chain as if he was thinking something.

“Of course, that would be nothing if it doesn’t have big prices, and I know the game will be more exciting if it has huge amount prize. To be honest, I prepared a lot more. But I can't manage it all because you're so smart, Ashley. You know how to observe." I was nervous when she looked at me. I moved backward when he stepped in.

"I wished I could have scratched and kill you first, but I didn’t. I wanted to know how far you can get," he added. “And you trusted that all to me. You got a wrong person, Ashley. Especially when I felt like you want me too," he smiled creepilyb.

"I don't like you! Never, I will never like the person like you! You're so demonic!"

He just laughed. "Okay, chill. So yeah, do you want me to continue my discussion?" He sarcastically asked. I didn't respond and i looked at him even more deeply.

"Well, to answer your question earlier why I killed our friends? I just wanted to. I just want to play with you all. I love seeing blood, and I'd love to see it came from you all."

"Nope, I did not kill everyone. Yes, I wished I should have, but they follow their own demons so they killed as well.” He laughed again like crazy, then hit cigarette. "Think of it? They can actually kill for one smallest reason!" Now his voice is raising up.

Indeed, I didn't meet him before. In the meantime, all my friends I didn't really know. Thanks to this game, Iy already knew who's real and not.

"What brain demons are you saying?" I asked before I could forget.

He laughed. What he did was laugh and that irritates me so much!!

"How did you plan all of this? Oh, tell me." I am really curious. He should answer all of it.

I couldn't do anything but cry and wait of what he will say. And, I'm also preparing myself, it's going to take some things happen. I needed to be clear. I need justice. We need justice.

"I was just bored," he casually said, pulling cigarettes and thew it to the floor. I followed it eyes until he had flourned the fire. He soon crossed arms. All of his actions today would be dangerous for me, I am sure to guard myself while listening to him. I can trust him anymore, and I will never trust him any more.

"It was when our class semester ends. You know? I just realized that ‘What if I’ll make a game? But not an ordinary game. A game where the secrets of everyone will be exposed to the point that they will someone just to keep their grudge? And I though, woah! That is something better than all of the games." He touched his chin as if he was thinking something. "Of course, that would be nothing if I won’t have big prices. I know the game will be more exciting if I had that huge amount price. To be honest, I prepared this planned in just one night, and everything here is planned, however I can't manage it all because you're so smart, Ashley. You know how to observe and that failed me to ran my game successfully.”

I was nervous when he looked at me.

"I wished I could have scratched and kill you first but no, I wanted to know how far you will get," he added. “And you trust that all on me. You trust the wrong person.” I closed my fist and I feel like my anger going to explode. I wanna attack him, shoo his eye and brutally smashed it!!

"Especially when I felt like you want me too," he smiled creepily.

"I don't like you! Never, I will never like the person like you! You're so demonic!"

It just laughed. "Okay, chill. So yeah, do you want me to continue my discussion?" He sarcastically asked. I didn't respond and i looked at him even more deeply.

"Well, to answer your question earlier why I killed our friends? I just wanted to. I just want to play with you all. I love seeing blood, and I'd love to see it came from you all."

Demon. Yawa. Murderer. Mad. Psychopath. There is a brink in the brain. He is so hopeless. Damn!

No one kills because they just want! He is indeed a psychopath like Cristina!

"Let me tell you, Nicole stole Eunice's money. Who can't hate that? In fact, I was just trying to help." He laughed again. What I heard surprised me. 'What's Eunice's money lost? Nicole did that?

"Damn! Thou shalt not bear false accusations! Nicole wouldn't do that, Nicole is rich!" I defended, but all I got was a loud laugh.

"No, you're damn wrong! Nicole is a liar! Didn't you think about your confession? My god, your stupidity, Ashley. Nicole admitted she had lost her scholarship, but did none of it. Who will give her money? Who is supporting her now? We all know that she had no one but only us. What she did? Simple, she stole Eunice's money."

Right now, I also remembered her confession to us. Shit! Why didn't I think of that! Eunice had died before and we didn't know what caused, the clue of the confession were there, yet we still didn't get it.

"And do you know who killed Nicole after?" He laughed again, that fucking laugh!!! “It's Cristina."

"Eunice is one of her closest friends in this squad, and she got to know who killed her best friend," he calmly assailed.

"S-who?"

"Because of me, of course. I just told her that I doubted Nicole's action because of the confession. You know, Cristina is sick, she is very sick, she is not coping so I let her despised," he chuckled. I really fucking hate his laugh.

"I was one who gave him acid too. Not directly, oh, I know how to play wisely." I wanted to kill him so bad right now.

"I just whispered to her that I discovered a hidden room but I haven't been in. You know what? She's that stupid to believe all my lies. I don't know how she did it, but what I've seen in CCTV, I didn't regret it, though. She knew how to kill. My own people became a successive one. One died that day. Fun, isn't it?"

"Damn you! You're crazy!! The partner game? The bandages on your body?! How did you get out?! Who treated you? Why did Don die and you lived?! What's the purpose of that game?!” I continued questioning.

"Oh, the game? It's just one of them. To pull out all their secrets. That's it. I just want to see who's willing to sacrifice his life and who's telling the truth. Look, that was so simple. They will tell their grudges to their partner and kill them so that they will kept their mouth shut.“

"Ram, we found out that he has feelings for Maureen. Kyle, we have discovered that he could kill his twins because of the envy. Don, he knew Cristina's secret that she killed Nicole so Don thought that Cristina was the person behind all of this. Knowing Cristina? He killed Don.See? Because of that game, we found out about the jealousy of his brother, the rejected feelings of Ram towards Maureen, how heartless Maureen and how selfish Cristina could be. They've released all the garages there, so they're not going to kill their partner just to keep all of their secrets. So it's just easy for them to fight the task because they have something to protect." I stood up.

That's why it seemed like after the game. All of us changed.

But if I only knew about this, I wished I had killed Matthew!

"It revealed our dirty little secrets. Everyone has a purpose. It's just that you can't imagine it." He spoke again.

"How did we survive? Well, the game would be to boring if we all died that fast right? All of the alarms here are all sets." He began walking to his cabinet so I quickly jumped into his bed and moved to where he had been.

He opened the cabinet and took something like a remote control and had a cellphone attached to it. I don't even know what's going on.

He turned on then pressed. After his press,he put the remote control then raised both hands. He started counting down.

"10, 9, 8," along with its recklessness is the descenction of his finger.

"7,6,5,4..."

"3,2... 1" and in just a second, a disturbing sound turned on from downstairs. The sound seemed to be in the living room because we were always hearing an alarm.

"See? I set all of it. Do you want me to tour you in my computer lab?" He smirked.

I shook my head in disbelief.

"That's why you were not always when they fight..." I say kenderly.

He nodded. "Think of it. You already noticed that but do you never doubted me? Aw, you really love me, huh?" My eyes squinted.

"How did you survive? Who treated you?" I asked another question, not minding his statement. I don't have time to joke. I want to end this game right now!

"I hired nurses."

My eyes sized.

"So you're telling me that they know all of this?! And that's okay with them?" I couldn't believe it.

"Why? What's the problem? I'm giving them a lot of money. People won't be able to pay their own lives if they are blinded with money. Whatever else, they won't care or give a damn as long as they are receiving big amounts! People will do anything for the sake of money, no matter what hard it is. Money is always the winner, Ashley. Even you— you're here, you're here because of the big prize, right?"

I stiffened.

And I realized how money can ruin everything. Indeed, money is the root of evil.

"I have a secret room here where nurses took us all. Before we enter, I set 10 minutes for us to prepare, 10 minutes for us to fight and another 10 minutes for you to run. It was all set. The time is always on my pocket. Are you now amazed? Any questions?"

"Where's Michael?"

He still had the guts to laugh while I could no longer breathe in the nervous ness.

"Did you kill him?!" I shouted again.

He came to me so I stayed. He picked up the laptop then threw it.

While doing this I couldn't stop being very nervous. A few seconds later it stopped then faced the laptop.

I crashed when Michael saw in a corner with a blanket covered.

He is not moving.

He is not moving in his seat.

"What does that mean?!" I asked a question and couldn't stop crying anymore.

"Let's play a game. I'm giving you 10 minutes to run and find this room. When you see Michael 'to and are still alive, you both both have a chance to kill me and win this game. Deal?"

"What?"

"Did you already forget the mechanics of this game? In order to survive, you must kill one who kills. I guess you can kill me all alone so I'm giving you a chance to find Michael in 10 minutes. Failed to do it, you're die."

He smiled and snatched the control on the bed.

"In 3.. 2.. 1–"

I didn't finish his centre, I ran outside and started opening all the doors.

Where are you now, Michael? Please, magpakita ka. I really need you right now.

We need to win this game.