Prologue: The Start of The End

It all started one night a rainy night, but the roots of the story are started way long before, you could say that fate has chosen this person and his loved one, while you can say that he can stop this from happening, but the truth is, he knows that he will do it and his anger will take him deep down and he will lose control over his actions, and what happened today was just another outcome from his nature.

Holding that broken chair leg covered in innocent pure blood, he takes a close glance at the two bodies that are laying on the ground which are soaked in red blood, he tries to puke but he couldn't as he is too used to this scene, thinking of what he has done he looked at the mirror that was in front of him in the other side of the room, all he can see is a face he can recognize covered in the blood of someone he knew, he loved, he tried to protect, he tried to shake the reality-denying what he did.

---It's real, it's real, you can't hide it.

He thought that he was dreaming but certainly he is not, since those wounds on his arm sure hurt.

He looks at his feet, they are covered in the blood of the body that was next to him, near the entrance of the room, his socks now are all red in blood, warm blood, he takes a few steps backward getting away from it, he found himself hitting the wall, there is nowhere he can go so the fresh blood won't touch him.

He walks out of the room to the telephone which was next to it, he picks it up and calls the ambulance, he waits a little bit then he said desperately, shaken with tears that filled his brown eyes "I think I killed someone, I think I killed someone, can you please come here quickly, pleassssse!!!".

While he was calling for help he almost forgot that there were two bodies laying inside that room, all he could think is the body that he cherishes at the entrance of the room that the other dead body owns.

When he starts waking up after the call, after forgetting where he was, he remembered that he wasn't in his house, in fact, he was looking at the person who owns it.

Recalling what he said before to the ambulance he almost laughed when he told them about the body he didn't tell them who that body was, he unconsciously knew that it will ruin his plans.

Yes, in fact, he was planning for all this, however, it was supposed to be one body not two, but he was sure that today he lost his reason to live.

"Yes, today I killed -- ---".