Fuck..... Fuck..... Fuck.....
He's about to arrive.... I need to finish this quick....where were we.... ARTHUR!!!!!... he bought a house, invited game, four left.... Oh yes....
He's gone to visit Martin..... No, no.... Hmmm.. What was the last thing I said.... Play.... Play.....screaming... AHHHH...
Oh I remember..... ARTHUR woke up running down the stairs to find out.....his sister and two kids are not breathing...
There was a table in this room had a cake.....the family knew later, they died from poisoning..... And the authorities listed the case as suicide...that the sister couldn't live without her husband...
Of course it doesn't make sense to them, like they were having fun the day before... ARTHUR was the only one who understood what's going on....
The villa he bought was too big for them.... The first two to five months was a good way of distraction.....of cleaning the whole space..... But it was suddenly a place they couldn't breathe normally in.....
They moved back to their house and the mom lived with them.....
Years passed and their kids.... Now big enough to, the girl was in college and the boy is in second grade of secondary school....
Arthur had this problem, every time whenever he goes through an open door... He imagines his sister and two kids laying down looking at him.... He didn't know if it was guilt or..... But he couldn't bear their look so he closes his eyes every time he passes an open door.....even when opening a door... He closes his eyes... steps inside, closes the door behind him.... Then finally he opens his eyes.....
While years passed, the gap between Arthur and Mia expands.... With every second..... They both were distant from each other...so distant there's this awkward silence overflowing..... They were again strangers between their two kids...
Arthur was dealing with the wish problem that made him go insane..... He tried everything to make the number go away.....he used everything but nothing.....but he couldn't give up... And let his family.... Die..... He will not be able to breathe again....
And Mia was dealing with losing her father and sister, her husband and nieces in the same year....she was devastated..... So she tried to deal with the pain alone.... She started to work....
And that idiot Arthur didn't give her shoulder once...
So she searched for a shoulder to cry on.... Work gave her that, at first... And there was another reason ,of why they were soo distant....
Jeffery Wood, her new colleague from work...from day one..... She found herself attracted to him..... Something pulled her to him....
And after 4 months... He tried to make a move, she said she's married and such and such... So he said, but you gave me hints and a lot of things that were basically your fault...
Mia said to him, that you look exactly like my dad, the way you talk, the way you move your hand....and I lost my dad a year ago.....and he took some people with him, like he couldn't live without them..... But I wish if he knew I couldn't live without them either....he didn't understand her... But later she introduced him to her mom..... Which made her tear up and say that Gorgy came back to us.....
Arthur was jealous of Jeffrey and asked Mia zillion questions — don't do this or don't do that.... keep your distance, you're married....
Mia cried while he was talking which made Arthur surprised...
So he asked why are you crying, is it because.....
Mia cut him and said you still care, those past years were so hard on us and I thought I lost you..... Or we will never be the same...
Arthur got on one knee: I'm sorry....
They hugged for the first time in years.... And they both teared down.... They didn't know they needed that hug...
They both didn't know how important that hug was...
He's about to arrive, I need to talk fast...
So reader, what happened was....
ARTHUR took his son after thinking there's no way of stopping this from happening..... His idea was giving every one of his family a farewell gift.... Before.....he thought if the problem vanished then his family will live..... He thought maybe he cursed his family then he is the problem.....
His son's dream was visiting Disneyland..... So he took him for a whole week there....then the daughter was next... So he packed up the bag then went to the airplane... took off.....landed in .....he left his car in the parking and paid the price of parking there for a week.. ... He was turning the radio on, a news station.....and it started like this.....another victim was added to the serial killing..... This case terrified the city.... Bla Bla Bla..... Three victims.... Bla.. Bla.. Bla..... Three generation died in the same way.... The police couldn't identify..... Bla..... Bla.... Bla..... Until they noticed a hidden camera was all around the place..... Bla... Bla... Bla...and it was difficult to watch, said the officer assigned to the case..... Officer Eliot James.....
The son told him to turned of..... And he lowered it down..... The father said it's important to know what's going around you to know whether you should be cautious or absolutely calm.....
The son:....if you were cautious all time then you don't need to listen to it.....
Arthur: Luke you are....
Then Bla Bla Bla in the background.....was loud enough to make Arthur only notice it.... we have breaking news the serial killer has been identified, the police caught a white male, Geffery Wood.....
What after that wasn't important
I will not tell you how many traffic rules Arthur broke down while driving back home.
Arthur arrived at the house—police cars were lined up outside.
He froze. He forgot why he was here… or what he should do next.
So he went back to his car and drove off, lost in a fog.
The next thing he remembered was standing in front of the morgue.
Three small metal doors were open. From each, a tray slid out—covered with a white sheet.
Arthur let out a broken laugh, remembering when his daughter was little.
Once, he and his wife were watching a detective show with her, and she asked,
"What are those papers? Can I draw on them?"
Now, looking at the same white sheet, he tried to hold back his cry. But how could he?
He hadn't even seen their faces yet—but he knew. He knew.
The numbers above their bodies told him everything.
He walked to the first one—it was his mother.
He whispered, "I'm sorry."
She was wearing a bracelet marked 141-51312020,
the same number that was above her .
Then he turned to the next—his daughter.
He couldn't look at her face. His eyes went to the ceiling instead.
He mumbled, half-talking to himself:
"The package you ordered… it cost me 9191 bucks. Came on my way here.
You called me a lot—forty-two missed calls.
I left my phone in the car. I failed you."
He took out the phone, entered the pin 0121, that you phone, you took Pic.....
He saw five pictures of his daughter—bloody, terrified—
someone had taken photos of her. Was it Jeffrey?
He couldn't hold his tears any more.....
He looked up at the number above her: 91914201215.
He whispered, "It still doesn't make sense…"
Then came the last one—his wife.
He couldn't stand straight anymore.
He hugged her one last time and didn't even check her number.
It didn't matter. She was gone.
Of course it doesn't. Would it matter that...
The house—No. 0891—where she died. Was Jeffrey's house.....
The 920 number branded on the necklace Jeffrey gave her.
The hotel room—8511..... The Was in the day before....
Put together:
08919208511. Exactly the number upove her....
If those numbers meant anything… it meant she betrayed him.
He wrote all the numbers down—like he always did.
(I know, I didn't mention that before. I forgot.)
Then suddenly, it hit him—something was missing.
He stumbled outside, trying to remember.
Arthur: "Where is my son?"
Oh, shit—reader, he arrived.
He's just about to enter the elevator.
Arthur ran back around his house , shouting his son's name—
"Luke! Luke!"
He asked everyone he saw if they'd seen him.
He ran from street to street, until—
there he was. Running.
Arthur followed. Luke disappeared into a building.
The elevator light stopped at the 10th floor and didn't move again.
That's where his son went.
And that's it, reader.
I can't continue the story with you… not yet.
Oh, and don't worry—I didn't really take your friends.
They're just sleeping.
I only did that—for my entrance impact.
The elevator door opened.
Goodbye, reader.
See you later.
Next time, I'll answer the question... Bye.
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Dalia: who's there
? : hey, I can't see
Ryan: oh sorry, let me light up the light...
? : why the lights were of
Ron: will.... We were resting
? : did I wake you up...
Lina: pas du tout
? : OK... Hey everyone....
Dalia, Chris, Tommy, Ron, ryan: hey
Lina:Salut
Emma:Oi
Dalia: since I wake up.... My name's Dalia... Who are you, what's your story.... and what are you doing here...
? : my story, how could I say this... Alot... Mybe the it's the right way to discripe it.....and what iam doing her..... I am looking for some one my son,...
My name's ARTHUR....