The woman was silent for a moment with herself visibly trembling. The girl then left the woman in the room. Hearing what he said made her feel a very deep sense of dread. Tonight, Simon went to a karaoke place with his friends. There, they sang many songs and almost one album. Once satisfied, they then went to a bar and ordered some alcoholic drinks. They look like they're having a great time. On the other hand, Simon then gets a message from someone and then replies to it. On a night full of stars, they were seen enjoying the day happily drinking. Not long after, Simon got up from his seat and he went to the toilet to pick up a phone call.
“You will never appear there again. What is it?" said someone on the phone.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Well, apparently you don't remember what you did?"
"What?"
“Listen carefully. your life is in my hands. So instead of you missing your chance at life, you better sell the work to me.”
"Oh, if you really want it that much I'll gladly sell it. When can we meet?"
"I'll be waiting for you in the art room."
"OK."
"Oh yeah, one more thing. are you really going to survive?”
"This time what?"
"Looks like you won't be coming on the important day and again this only applies to important people."
"Up to you."
Simon then hangs up the call. He then returned to his seat with his friends. They talked to each other about many things and did not feel the time was getting late. Simon then went home using a taxi and arrived in front of his apartment. His drunken face made him look like he was about to faint. Not long after, he entered his house and turned on the light. The messy-looking room didn't bother him and this time he lay down on the couch. Simon, who remembered the person's words on the phone, made him immediately get up and then glanced at a canvas on the left side of the room. Simon then got up from his seat and then he painted something spontaneously. His hands with a look paint it and then the end result shows a work of art that is quite gruesome. Not long after, Simon looked at the clock which showed 12 o'clock at night. He then wanted to sleep.
In a different place in a residence belonging to an old man named Ricard. Seen several people are gathered to celebrate a party. The people who came apparently were not just anyone but those who were the most influential in this city. Their meeting lasted a long time until finally one of them started talking about something. Ricard who was sitting in the main chair then poured the wine into glasses and they started drinking. In the midst of the crowd that made the atmosphere look alive, several people were surprised by the arrival of someone before them.
"Who is it?"
"What is he doing here?"
"Isn't it only certain people who come here?"
"What is this?"
"Look, not polite at all."
Their whispers were heard everywhere. However, that person was still standing there and looking at Ricard who was with them. Not long after, Ricard then approached the man and immediately asked what he meant by coming.
"Excuse me old man, do you want to meet someone?" Ricard said to the man.
"Yes. I want to meet you, Mr. Ricard," said the man.
"Yes?"
"It's been a long time, sir. How are you?"
"Of course I'm fine. then what do you want from me.”
"You seem quite sensitive."
“I came here to ask where is that person's last work? as far as I know you brought it, "said the man to Ricard with a cynical look.
"What do you mean?"
People kept staring at them and seemed to be questioning something. Ricard, who felt pressured by his words, then ordered his bodyguards to order the person away. They then came towards him and immediately forcibly took the man in front of Ricard. The man is none other than Freddict, an art collector.
"Wait a minute, you want me to just leave?"
"You?"
"I thought you wouldn't be that friendly. Goodbye."
Fredic then left from there. The atmosphere that used to be tense before is now lively again. Some people closed their eyes and started to enjoy the party again. The party was held at a luxury hotel in this city. The people who came were those close to Ricard and also some celebrities were there. Ricard then went to his seat before finally moving himself into a room. There, a young woman who was a celebrity noticed the situation. The woman then left the party room and headed somewhere. Quickly he moved. Arriving at a room he began to do something. The people who looked happy then disappeared in an instant. They are now on the verge of extreme fear after Ricard, who was just found in his room, has died. Some immediately assumed that there was a killer among them and it turned out that they were all in a panic that caused them to disperse. The police then came to the location where the incident took place and saw Ricard's lifeless condition with his neck open.
"This is crazy! Which psychopath does this?” said one of the police.
"Quickly bring the body."
"Good."
Ricard's body was then taken by them and will perform an autopsy. The police have also put up a police line around the location. This terrible incident happened in the middle of the night. People started leaving in a panic and they said that earlier a man came to the party and annoyed Ricard. But the police who immediately went to Fredic and took him to the police station did not get testimony that the perpetrator was Fredic.
"Are you sure?" said the police
"Of course. Why would I kill him. After all, his death won't benefit me.”
"Good grief."
The police interrogating him shook his head. At that time Freddict was sent home. The unexpected incident made him feel strange. On the way to his residence, Freddict met someone first at a meat restaurant. There he met one of the art critics as well and they talked for a long time. The conversation between the two of them only discussed the work that they would buy. Fredic then remembered something and there he flashed the work of that person which is now missing. Feeling disappointed because he couldn't buy it, finally Freddict just cursed and made his colleague laugh.
"I heard you were arrested by the police. What is it?" asked his partner with a curious face.
"It was just a misunderstanding."
"Is it true?"
"You're not being charged with murder, are you?"
"Your question is absolutely right."
"Are you serious?"
"Yes, even though I came there just to embarrass him."
"Then who did it?"
"How would I know. If I knew I would have reported it.
“Ah, you are so unlucky.”
"Don't mock."
“Oh yeah, this week there's an art exhibition in the next town. are you going?”
"I will arrange."
“That's great. It would be a shame to just miss it.”
They both continue talking. One of the restaurant owners then offered to top up both of their drinks. At Simon's residence. At this time he suddenly woke up and then looked at the clock which still showed night. Simon tries to fall back asleep by reading several articles on internet forums. This time they posted a news story explaining the recent incident. Simon, who continued to read the forum, then felt sleepy and finally fell asleep under the covers. The next morning, he woke up with a limp body due to the influence of the alcohol he had consumed. Not long after, he got out of bed and then looked in the mirror. His face looked messy and he then went to take a shower. The atmosphere in the morning in the apartment environment looks quite closed. Some people who met didn't greet each other they just left and went on like that. Now Simon will start his day by going to campus. He left alone and then boarded the bus. 30 minutes later, finally got there and he met his friends.
"Simon, they're looking for you," said a female student who then left after telling him.
"OK."
Simon then moves to meet them who are now in the art room. They all look welcoming Simon. A tall man then approached him and opened a suitcase that was in front of him. As soon as the man opened the suitcase, it turned out that it contained money. Simon who saw that was just normal, different from some of his friends who were there.
“I kept my word. Now where's the stuff?" the man said to him.
"This,"
“Wow. Finally. Now just take all of this. Trading with you is quite fun, isn't it," said the person who then left the room with his friends.
Simon who was silent then took the suitcase. Not long after, Simon went to a room in the hallway of the campus. There he saw someone who was in the room. Simon walked up to him and they met.
"What are you doing here?" he asked
"Get some fresh air. What else is there?"
"Not usually here?"
“You alone? What are you doing?" asked the person.
"Just curious."
The person he met was that girl. A girl with straight black hair and heterochromic eyes. The girl looked at Simon and then looked at the suitcase he was carrying.
“You just hit the Jackpot?” asked the girl, pointing to the suitcase brought by Simon
"You are right. what do you want?”
"What?"
"If you want I will share it," said Simon while opening the suitcase.
"No need."
"Really?"
"Yes."
"Okay," said Simon who then closed his suitcase again.