On a day full of tragedy. Some people say that it is destiny. Everything that happened was not a mere coincidence. What was a problem at that time was only a test that had to be accepted. It all depends on what has been set, that's what comes to Simon's mind. Currently he is in a place that is his studio. His hand looks like he's painting something. Her falling into the art circle made her unable to escape from it. Some of his works have indeed been sold for various reasons. Those who bought it were none other than art collectors who loved his abstract paintings. Simon then got up from his seat and he left the room. As he was leaving, he suddenly remembered something. Quickly he went to a place that is not far from his house. He drove his car and came to an art gallery. He felt a happiness that made him step into the place. When he got there, it turned out that there was a large collection of paintings that made his eyes stunned to see it and it made him feel like he was in his little paradise. He with eyes that couldn't hide admiration, walked around and saw how beautiful the other person's work was. When he looked at a painting that looked like a gate. He slowly approached her and not long after, he seemed to be hypnotized into her beauty.
"Excuse me," said someone who came towards him. The person looked friendly and showed a smile on his face.
"Yes?"
“Are you a fan of this work too?” the person asked him while glancing at the strange gate painting.
"Ah, I just saw it."
"Is it true? Even though this is very familiar. Others call it the gate of death.”
"What?"
“It may sound scary, but this is the reality. Here it is written in Latin "Portae Mortis" means the same."
“Who exactly are you? Sorry for asking like this.”
"Does not matter. Anyway, I forgot to introduce myself. I am one of the critics of painting especially my name is Zefhir Mordred.”
"Nice to meet you sir Zefhir, I'm Simon."
"Okay. Now that we are acquainted so, it looks like we will know each other for a long time.”
“Eh? Yes Of course."
"Do you think the painter was thinking of death when he made this painting?"
"Who knows. I thought this was just a nightmare painting.”
“Do you really think like that?”
“Just guessing. I didn't even think like that."
“Seen from any angle, this is indeed terrible.”
'Is this just my feeling, in fact this looks so beautiful it even makes me happy,' thought Simon
"Excuse me. Looks like I should be back soon.”
"Oh okay. See you later."
Simon quickly left there and now he was outside the building and walking towards the parking lot. He then realized something that made him want to reveal it. He was going somewhere. Meanwhile, inside the art gallery. Zefhir seemed to think about something and it made him silent for a long time after Simon left him. The serenity that is seen inside the gallery makes the visitors feel comfortable and they also look happy to visit this place. Hustle and peace that is happening right now in that place.
On this bright looking day, Rion was walking towards a place that was a residence belonging to a historian who knew a hidden secret. He slowly came to the place and not long after he met a woman who was none other than the daughter of the museum guard at that time. Rion who was currently in his residence and the two of them seemed to be starting the topic of conversation.
"Actually, I came here just to ask you something," Rion said to the woman in front of him.
"I understand. Please just ask what you want to ask.”
"Thank you for your understanding."
“I just want to know about the events of that time.”
"Hmm?"
“Does that have something to do with something that happened recently?”
"For that, I can only give a few answers for you."
"Yes?"
"I'm not sure about that myself. moreover, in the past there had been a stir with something similar. However, it turns out that everyone believes it is just a fairy tale.”
“Ah, so that's how it is. No wonder I found nothing.”
"By the way, are you doing research?"
"No. I'm just looking for information to include in my studies of history and mysteries."
"In that case, okay. I apologize for not providing sufficient information.”
“Ah, that… doesn't matter.”
"Yes."
Rion who was currently in the residence of a historian who probably knew what he was looking for. Turns out it wasn't working properly. Rion had to leave without the information he needed. As if he was wasted. A few days ago it was the same until finally he was now silent in a coffee shop that looks aesthetic. There, he thought about many things and again it all seemed to have no end. With a desperate look, he then got a text message from someone. He quickly read it and immediately replied to the message. Behind the beauty of this city, there is something hidden that should not be revealed and that is what makes everything around it feel like it is in a sea of mystery. Rion, who was seen sitting, then read a note belonging to someone who was in his library at that time. He was the one who started to get curious and then took him to be examined. As time went on, he began to understand what was written there and searched for the real truth. Until finally he decided to enter the history department.
This time at a place previously headed by Simon. He was now in the place he previously lived in which was none other than the suburbs. There, he saw that the atmosphere of the place was still the same even after a long time. He then went to the area and looked around. The memory that suddenly appeared made itself felt in the memory of that day. The atmosphere seemed dark, the scenery was no longer beautiful and lots of thick red liquid filled the entire place. Even bodies that were no longer lifeless were scattered everywhere. Simon who then realized, he looked around which looked quiet and there was nothing terrible. He slowly held his head in disbelief.