London, 2015 A woman is walking in the night of London with increased alertness by several levels. Every second she looked back and then resumed her pace with a pounding heart. Street lights illuminate the sidewalk where she walks. As far as the eye could see, she did not find a single human being outside the house like herself. Maybe because tonight the heavy rain had wet the whole city. Moreover with the air temperature feels down to minus degrees. Maybe they choose to sleep at home by lighting a warm fireplace accompanied by a glass of tea or hot chocolate. It could also be that they were struggling on the soft bed fondling each other.
The next second she felt a sharp object stabbed into her neck fiercely.Her voice was choked, her mouth opened trying to let out a scream. But not the slightest sound came out.With all her efforts she tried to break free. Hitting, pushing until clawing at his body. Unknowingly her beautiful nails had been broken and broken, blood was flowing from the wound on her nail marks.Slowly her energy felt like it was drained away. Likewise with the blood in her body.Brugh.He easily left her who was dead in the middle of a quiet alley where he was eating a delicious meal.
The sun's rays began to provide warmth to all inhabitants of the earth. The boy who was still sleeping began to open his eyes because of the interference from the light that entered from the curtains of his bedroom window."I'm tired of all this," he complained.Who is that boy?He is Aldrich. He lives alone in a luxury apartment that only millionaires live in.How rich to be called a millionaire?If you have a net worth of 1 Million Dollars and still growing every day. You can be called a millionaire.Aldrich Carrington is one of them. He owns a company that always succeeds in creating new technol
The flickering lights accompanied the music from the DJ who was booming. A man with big muscle and tan skin is cool to shake his body energetically. He is Hugo Stein.It seemed that the alcohol had begun to take hold of him. With slightly unsteady steps he got off the dance floor and returned to the bar. He asked the bartender to refill the champagne for the umpteenth time.The bartender looked at Hugo irritating."What?! Just do your job," Hugo snapped.The bartender didn't care if Hugo was drunk. But he just didn't want his bar to have an unnecessary noise over someone drunk.Because Hugo had been cursing everyone who bumped with him from the start until
All lessons today went on as usual. When the teacher left the classroom, a homeroom teacher came."Hello, I just want to convey to new students after this you don't go home yet. Come to my room," said the homeroom teacher."Aldrich, Vincent! Don't try to run away again." The homeroom teacher was waiting at the door.Aldrich calmly walked towards the exit. Vincent immediately followed the man and whispered. "Are you coming to the room?"Aldrich didn't answer, he quickened his pace past the homeroom easily. The homeroom teacher looked like he was bewitched but stayed silent until Aldrich moved away from his sight.Vincent looked at what had just happened in a
"Fuck! I have to go back home," Aldrich cursed. He didn't care anymore about his shattered cell phone, he got back into the car and stomped on the gas pedal until he heard the distinctive roar of a Ferrari car. After approximately 1 hour drive to his house which is quite far from the city center. Now Aldrich has entered the yard of his house, there is a large garden that adorns the Victorian Mansion. Aldrich immediately stopped his car quite far from the entrance. In front of the entrance, a man looks uneasy. Especially with seeing Aldrich who came with a cold face, made the man standing in front of the door even more scared. "Master–," said the man.
"What's the matter with my friend, sir?" said Vincent. One of the cops led Vincent out of the classroom, while the other cop was asking Aldrich some questions. “Do you know Hugo Stein?” “Ah, Hugo. We were in different classes, but I met him once,” Aldrich replied. “Based on the information your teacher gave me, you fought with him two days ago. Is it true?" “Hugo hit me, but I didn't retaliate. Can that be concluded as a fight?” Aldrich smiled as he stared sharply at the policeman in front of him. "Okay, I understand then. Did you meet Hugo again after that?”
This morning news scared the people of London. All over the electronic media as well as print media news spread about the discovery of the body of a woman with a torn neck due to the bite of something. Police officers also investigated this case.The entire forest area was temporarily closed during the investigation process. Indeed, the forest where the body was found is unspoiled and ofcourse there are many wild animals. However, some discrepancies are still a question for police officers.What was the woman's motive for going to the forest?If indeed she was attacked by a beast, why was there no sign of resistance from the woman?Apart from the bite wound on the neck, there were no other wounds such as scratches on her body. How could that be?When the police were investigating the scene, 3 people were seen approaching the police. A man with two slightly odd-looking women, silver daggers tucked between their clothes."Sorry, sir and madam. You can't be here," the policeman stopped t
"What's the matter with my friend, sir?" said Vincent. One of the cops led Vincent out of the classroom, while the other cop was asking Aldrich some questions. “Do you know Hugo Stein?” “Ah, Hugo. We were in different classes, but I met him once,” Aldrich replied. “Based on the information your teacher gave me, you fought with him two days ago. Is it true?" “Hugo hit me, but I didn't retaliate. Can that be concluded as a fight?” Aldrich smiled as he stared sharply at the policeman in front of him. "Okay, I understand then. Did you meet Hugo again after that?”
"Fuck! I have to go back home," Aldrich cursed. He didn't care anymore about his shattered cell phone, he got back into the car and stomped on the gas pedal until he heard the distinctive roar of a Ferrari car. After approximately 1 hour drive to his house which is quite far from the city center. Now Aldrich has entered the yard of his house, there is a large garden that adorns the Victorian Mansion. Aldrich immediately stopped his car quite far from the entrance. In front of the entrance, a man looks uneasy. Especially with seeing Aldrich who came with a cold face, made the man standing in front of the door even more scared. "Master–," said the man.
All lessons today went on as usual. When the teacher left the classroom, a homeroom teacher came."Hello, I just want to convey to new students after this you don't go home yet. Come to my room," said the homeroom teacher."Aldrich, Vincent! Don't try to run away again." The homeroom teacher was waiting at the door.Aldrich calmly walked towards the exit. Vincent immediately followed the man and whispered. "Are you coming to the room?"Aldrich didn't answer, he quickened his pace past the homeroom easily. The homeroom teacher looked like he was bewitched but stayed silent until Aldrich moved away from his sight.Vincent looked at what had just happened in a
The flickering lights accompanied the music from the DJ who was booming. A man with big muscle and tan skin is cool to shake his body energetically. He is Hugo Stein.It seemed that the alcohol had begun to take hold of him. With slightly unsteady steps he got off the dance floor and returned to the bar. He asked the bartender to refill the champagne for the umpteenth time.The bartender looked at Hugo irritating."What?! Just do your job," Hugo snapped.The bartender didn't care if Hugo was drunk. But he just didn't want his bar to have an unnecessary noise over someone drunk.Because Hugo had been cursing everyone who bumped with him from the start until
The sun's rays began to provide warmth to all inhabitants of the earth. The boy who was still sleeping began to open his eyes because of the interference from the light that entered from the curtains of his bedroom window."I'm tired of all this," he complained.Who is that boy?He is Aldrich. He lives alone in a luxury apartment that only millionaires live in.How rich to be called a millionaire?If you have a net worth of 1 Million Dollars and still growing every day. You can be called a millionaire.Aldrich Carrington is one of them. He owns a company that always succeeds in creating new technol
The next second she felt a sharp object stabbed into her neck fiercely.Her voice was choked, her mouth opened trying to let out a scream. But not the slightest sound came out.With all her efforts she tried to break free. Hitting, pushing until clawing at his body. Unknowingly her beautiful nails had been broken and broken, blood was flowing from the wound on her nail marks.Slowly her energy felt like it was drained away. Likewise with the blood in her body.Brugh.He easily left her who was dead in the middle of a quiet alley where he was eating a delicious meal.
London, 2015 A woman is walking in the night of London with increased alertness by several levels. Every second she looked back and then resumed her pace with a pounding heart. Street lights illuminate the sidewalk where she walks. As far as the eye could see, she did not find a single human being outside the house like herself. Maybe because tonight the heavy rain had wet the whole city. Moreover with the air temperature feels down to minus degrees. Maybe they choose to sleep at home by lighting a warm fireplace accompanied by a glass of tea or hot chocolate. It could also be that they were struggling on the soft bed fondling each other.