What happened?

Do you believe that it is a messing ghost? Or is it an aggressive person?Or is it something other than this and that?

"Do you remember me?"

"Are you trying to forget me?"

"Or did we not meet in the first place?."

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"Wow! Just looking at this house makes me feel excited, it's the first time I have seen a place like this up close!"

Lawrence stood, put his hands on his waist, as he looked at the house with a big smile, and it seemed as if he was looking at an exciting big game. But his features were far from childhood, as his hair dyed navy blue splattered in many directions, in addition to his intention to wear a blindfold on his right eye for some reason, which made the blue of his left eye more effective and clear. The silver earrings he wore were softly shining under the fading moonlight. As this sweet young man - not that sweet - walking slowly toward the huge main door, another tall man followed, with straw-blonde hair and light brown eyes sinking. Everything in him was calm and sober, from his features to the long, pale sugar-colored jacket to his soft, warm voice.

"Well, dear Lawrence, try not to awaken the dead with your voice. Ghosts may not exist, but wild animals do exist, and they usually go out for hunting after sunset."

These were Johanna's cheerful words, who were moving loudly because of the large bag she was pulling behind. She wore half-legged pants and a simple purple shirt that showed off her red hair, while her brown eyes hidden behind small pink-framed glasses.

"Thank you, Miss Informations no one asked about it. It is strange, I do not see a sign of Henry and others coming here. Could you move faster? We are almost dying of old age, and we are waiting for you." Lawrence, standing beside the door, chuckled loudly until Arthur the Resonant silenced him with a quick blow to the head.

"It is not appropriate for you to address a lady in such a vulgar tone. I lost hope in teaching you these lessons years ago .."

Arthur sighed and turned back to help Johanna pull out the heavy bag, and she met his kindness with a thankful, charming smile.

Lawrence muttered, rubbing the back of his head, "What are you carrying in this bag anyway? What's in your wardrobe?"

She replied cheerfully, "It's all kinds of snacks you can think of! I don't know if other people have arrived or not, but the village is a good distance away from this place. I doubt I will be able to go to the store to buy food easily."

"Oh my God. how does a girl will become a doctor, think all time about food like polar bears?."

"Lawrence !!" Arthur shouted while peeking out at Johanna, unimpressed by Lawrence's mockery. It seems like she's used to it.

"Just as a boy like you can graduate from the programming department despite having an empty head!" Said Johanna , looking at him sarcastically.

Lawrence's face was colored with a mixture of rage and shame, causing him to turn to open the door in frustration and rush in while they followed laughing at him.

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"Good, fortunately, the door is not closed. But - Arthur's eyes turned around quickly - no one seems to be here. Is Henry and the others late?"

"What a neat and tidy home, Henry will be lucky if he can buy it." Johanna exclaims as she closes the door behind her.

"The place is clean, the lighting is good. This is not the atmosphere of the haunted palaces at all. Ethan must be very disappointed when he gets here! Or maybe - he widened his holes with a cunning smile - maybe I should have created something exciting for him!"

Arthur looked at him and said coldly: "Never think of doing anything foolish ... We are not in one of us's house, note that we have not found the owner or the guardian yet."

And apparently, Lawrence decided to ignore his friend's words heading to the stairs leading to the second floor while he was calling out loudly, wondering if there was anyone. After he released a desperate puff, Arthur followed him while he was still carrying the bag, saying, "If there is someone here, you must have hidden him with your voice. The police will come to get us to prison for trespassing, without a doubt."

Johanna was busy inspecting the spacious hall in amazement while Arthur put the bag aside as soon as he reached the second floor. Lawrence must have been very excited about the exploration as he did not see it in front of him anywhere.

A strange smell came to his nose as he called in an anxious voice, "Lawrence? Are you here?"

The response was suffocating, shuddering ... as if it were the voice of another person. " I'm here .. "

"Here ... where?" He answered with astonishment and concern.

No response reached him this time, but he continued to advance down the aisle as the smell grew stronger. The smell is a mixture of burning wood and rusty iron. But he soon discovered the source of one of them.

Despite the lack of intensity in this corridor, the small red spots scattered on the floor were clear. His head began to spin, wondering about the source of that, but questions did not last long.

He saw Lawrence emerge from one of the rooms whose door was wide and his face very pale, which was more telling than any word.

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"This necklace ... isn't Ethan's necklace?"

The question remained unanswered in the air in the warm room, but the three who stood inside were looking at each other in solemn silence, bearing their fears.

On the edge of the small bed with light throws, a small metallic object lay innocently, most of it stained the same color as the stains of the hallway floor.

Although most of its parts were stained with blood stains of varying size, the name Ethan engraved on the silver necklace with stylized script was clear. The necklace had become a black hole that absorbed all the warmth and fun that they felt when they came here.

Two terrified eyes of Johanna moved between Arthur, who was standing at the side of the bed, and his calm expression frozen in a way that did not show what he was thinking or feeling like a professional policeman, and Lawrence standing next to him while he was crossing his arms in a nervous way that made him seem ready to run at first Chance.

It really is Ethan's necklace ... - Arthur said it as he reached out his hand to raise it before his eyes and mumbled in a low voice - but ... he might have hurt himself in some way? Did Ethan come here with Henry and Janet Then they left when it happened? ''

"But wasn't the agreement for them to call as soon as they arrived? I don't think I received any call from them .." Johanna hurried out and took out her phone to make sure that there were no incoming calls that she might not have noticed in advance, and indeed there was no call. After she tells her buddies this, Arthur puts the bloody necklace in his coat pocket and turns to grab both hands and pull them out and says, "I hope this is not just a heavy joke that Ethan made, but at the same time I prefer it to be a joke on To be something else ... ''

"I don't think Henry and Janet will let him do something like this ..." Johanna said with frightened caution.

"I know that, but that only makes me feel more pessimistic." Arthur murmured, preferring to keep his black thoughts to himself.

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