Chapter trust issue committing to a clean Homicide Case.

I can no longer breath.. and the voices inside my head says I am just hallucinating. She remember her past, how the citizens drive her to madness. How they made her family in ruins, how she strive to live and give future to her sons. How they all watched her naked from early years how they give her issues which is not true, how they played her like a fool. How rude are they. The voices inside her head made her mad. She was cope up with fatigue.

So she walked and walked out of the room. The trust issue coming inside her head, made her question of what reality is. So then she went to the nearby mall. She was already drenched by the unknown heavy pressure. The crowd, are even mocking her. They are even giving her insults day and night. She was already beyond saving. The years of torment is already long enough, much more a decade, couple or more. She went to the nearest mall, looking normal but mentally lunatic and disturbed. She was already fatigue and out of breath. The voices inside her head were insulting her. She reached the third and fourth floor, and the people around her are unkind, and hostile. Suddenly a great insult appear inside her head, and a vibrations and a great pressure did appear on her back. Such sensations feels like a trigger as if like a gun and an insult, simple insult did push the button to make her commit suicide. The insult inside the head gets even more heavier, and just like that. One woman, decided for herself. She jumped into the wind. Tears appear on her eyes, she widely opened her arms. She hugged the wind as she gradually descended into the ground. A minute, is short, couple would be nice. Then a great shout arrive, the shout of those that are around the mall.

"Blab."....

"Throb..throb..throb...throb."....

Her heartbeat starts to be heard. Then everything went nuts. Her eyes starts to dim. Then her heart no longer Start to beat. One moment, one second, is scary enough, second would be more terrible, but she can no longer move and instead accept her death. Blood starts to appear unto the ground, drip. It starts to flow more and more.

The death of the woman under the so called puppetry and trust issue were once more logged on someone elses file, much more to a recorded mall. What comes next, are the crowd, they see another casualty, death, death in vain. The crowd were beyond grieve for they see another casualty on such mall, triggered by the trust issue.

While the remnants are shocked. One man, on the silence is just listening on the sideline. He is drinking a glass of wine. He knows it well, so he carried one, and his own glass. On the sideline he drinked it and he says. "My deepest Condolence. I am too late.. but I knew it well. Someone is destined to die today.". He left the bottle of wine and the glass. He even left flower unto the table. A respect to the one who died today out of trust issues.

While the man himself is on his way, he remember how he heard the voices inside his head. "I can feel his grievance, which is why I decided to enter that mall. Being a mother is tough, how much more being engulfed in a nonsense story telling that made her question of what reality is. Eventually I am too late, this place is a den of shark.".