Arthur smiled wider.
He did not expect Denias to be such an attractive person.
He even devoured the meat he was given, even though he had spoken to Denias if the meat was human flesh.
But it doesn't seem like a problem for Denias.
"You're a very interesting person, apparently," said Arthur.
Arthur lifted Denias' chin.
"You're not acting, are you?" Arthur asked.
Denias smiled again, he shook his head.
"Well, I guess I'll let you live a little longer, you're very attractive, and maybe I'll persuade my father to let you go," Arthur said.
'Father? Does that mean, Mr. Charles, also knows that Arthur is keeping me here?' Denias thought.
"I will leave you, you can play around here for a while!" said Arthur.
Arthur opened the trash beside him.
Instantly a pungent smell pierced Denias' nose.
But strangely Arthur was not at all bothered by the stench.
Denias couldn't help but want to vomit, he just had to hold it in so Arthur wouldn't suspect him.
"This is trash, human carcasses! We only take the flesh, and throw the useless bones here," Arthur said again.
And suddenly Denias's eyes widen.
Turns out Arthur wasn't lying, and the meat he just ate was human flesh.
In the trash there was a lot of human blood and bones, some of their clothes were also thrown into the trash.
Of course, Denias couldn't take it anymore and wanted to vomit. But he still had to endure, he couldn't throw up here.
He prefers to eat a piece of bread all day long, rather than having to eat delicious and luxurious but comes from human flesh.
Very disgusting.
He must be able to make Arthur who is a psychopath consider Denias the same as him.
"Okay, you can finish your food, and I want to go out for a while!" said Arthur.
Denias nodded, but Denias' expression was flat, his face as pale as a corpse.
Arthur then walked away and locked the bedroom door.
Jegleg!
Hoek! Hoek! Hoek!
Cih!
Denisa vomited violently, she couldn't stand the meat in her stomach anymore.
The boy's body looked limp.
He felt like he was about to pass out, but luckily he could still control his body.
He saw a piece of wood lying beside him. It looks like a broken table leg.
Denias' hand slowly grabbed the wood.
Then breathlessly he embraced the wooden stick.
He glanced at it again, and there was a drop of blood on the wood.
Denias was about to throw out because of disgust, but he thought again, if this wasn't the time to feel disgusted or fear, he would have been in this scary place and locked up for days. He should have gotten used to it, now all he had to do was survive and be able to leave this place immediately.
"I'll wait for him to come again. And then I'll attack him." Denias mumbled.
"I don't care if I have to kill people! I don't care!" Denias looked up and then he remembered how cruel Arthur had been back then when he beheaded innocent cats.
At that time, Denias wanted to help the poor cats. But Arthur pushed him down the stairs, still grateful that Denias didn't suffer the serious injuries and fractures that Marry did. Because Denias was able to keep his balance, he didn't fall down the stairs, he just reached the middle of the stairs and he managed to hold on to the railing.
As a result, Denias only suffered abrasions, he went back up the stairs, although with a stumbling step, he wanted to see the stray cats that were on top of the building.
But when he got there, Denias saw that all the cats had been killed, even the head of the animal which was known to be very cute and funny had also been completely cut off.
Denias looks very sad, moreover, the stray cats are his best friends at school.
As is known, Denias is an introverted student.
He couldn't get along with other students.
He prefers to be friends with stray cats, in his bag he always carries food for the stray cats he meets both around school and on the streets.
Slowly he came closer and grabbed one of the cats, he hugged him.
The cat's blood stained his school uniform.
He looked around the room looking for Arthur, but Arthur was gone, the knife he used to kill the cats was now lying on the floor.
Just at that moment, Marry suddenly came and turned on her cell phone camera.
Of course, Denias was very surprised. Moreover, Marry thought that Denias was the culprit.
Denias kept denying but Marry didn't believe it.
Then Arthur came and hit Marry until she fell and then kicked her until she slipped off the top of the stairs.
Remembering that incident, Denias was angry, because he shouldn't be treated like this.
He is the Victim. And Arthur was the culprit.
"Well, I have to kill Arthur! He's not human, he's a Devil! I don't mind if Arthur has to die by my hands and I'll become a murderer!" he said with clenched fists and gritted teeth.
And soon footsteps started walking towards the warehouse.
"That's for sure, Arthur!" Denias immediately hid with the wood in his hand.
Ceklek!
"Hi, Sweet Child, where are you?" said Charles.
'Mr. Charles is coming,' thought Denies.
He hesitated to hit Charles because what he wanted to kill was Arthur, not Charles
After all, he wasn't even sure if Charles was a psychopath like Arthur.
But after Charles pressed the light switch in the room, only then did Denias see a bloodstained knife in Charles' hand.
'S-so it's true, that Mr. Charles is also a murderer like Arthur?' Denias thought.
Then Denias decided to attack Charles from behind.
Buak!
Denias hit Charles on the head from behind, the man immediately fell, with a wound on his head.
Denias seemed to tremble at the sight, he had never hurt anyone before.
This is his first experience.
"Do I have to kill him?" Denias began to doubt his own decision.
To be continued