PART 9: INITIUM
The days passed, John found himself increasingly haunted by the vivid dream that had plagued his mind. Its imagery had become a constant presence, lingering in his thoughts like a ghostly whisper. Unable to shake off the unsettling feeling, he felt a growing urge to confront the source of his unease.
One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a veil of darkness over the land, John made his way to the basement of his house. It was as if an unseen force guided his steps, drawing him toward the hidden depths beneath his home.
With trembling hands, John reached for the shovel tucked in the corner of the basement. He couldn't explain the compulsion that drove him to dig, but he knew that he had to uncover the truth lurking beneath the ground.
Each strike of the shovel sent a shiver down his spine, the anticipation mounting with every mound of dirt he unearthed. Sweat dripped from his brow
PART 10: MUTATIONS As the weight of his secret pressed upon him, John's resolve hardened. He knew he had to take drastic measures to protect himself and bury the truth once and for all. With a mixture of fear and determination, he packed his belongings, his hands trembling as he gathered the necessary tools. Descending into the basement, John's heart raced, the echoes of his own footsteps seeming to amplify the gravity of his actions. He reached the spot where he had uncovered the headless corpse and the hunter's lifeless body. The sight sent shivers down his spine, but he pushed aside the waves of guilt that threatened to engulf him. Carefully, John began to dig deeper into the ground, creating a makeshift grave for the macabre discovery. Each shovel full of soil felt like a heavy burden, both physically and emotionally. The sound of the shovel biting into the earth seemed to mock him, a constant reminder of t
PART 11: PRINCIPIUM That morning John packed up his things and prepared to move to the city because he had realized what he had done was too fatal, he hoped no one would find a trace of him there. Without saying goodbye to anyone John then left for the city, without taking the truck and leaving his house and the evidence he had cleaned as clean as possible so that his crime would not be smelled by the police. John then rushed to the city early that morning, after he arrived without much thought the first thing he did was look for a house to live in, he rented a simple apartment in the middle of the city, hoping that with this he could escape and mingle with his new garden friends. After a day of taking care of the move and his belongings, that night John went to the electronics store to buy a laptop and some CCTV he began to plan something so that his crime would not be detected by the authorities who began to shift in the forest due
PART 12: OPUS After a few days John's fake identity was finally created, now he changed his name to Julian. Not only that, but a few days later John also got a job as a mechanic, he started working at a garage on the edge of town. His first day at work seemed difficult because John had not mastered the skills to repair cars, he also asked his partner to help him. "Brian, where did you learn all these workshop skills?" John asked while looking at his colleague Brian who was changing a car tire. "I learned from experience Joel, experience is the best teacher" He replied seriously. "Stay here long enough while watching me, over time you will also be able to like me" he continued. John's coworkers called him Joel in the workshop where they worked. John worked from morning to evening, he got a job justifying one of the cars there, but he was still confused so Brian accompanied him and told hi
PART 13: DESIDERIUM That night after work, John accidentally met Don at a bus stop when John's car was being serviced and Don happened to pass by after he had a date with his girlfriend Don was his friend working in logging. Don with a somewhat confused and shocked face stopped his car and said hello"Hey John, where have you been, do you know me?" John pretended to forget at that moment"Excuse me, who are you?" Don continued"Come on, I'm Don, a friend of yours when you were working in logging, it looks like you're successful now." John's desire to kill suddenly arose, he actually wanted to pretend to forget and not recognize Don, but because his desire that he had long suppressed was getting worse, he then tried to provoke Don "Oh hi Don, long time no see sorry I briefly forgot you because your face looks very different"John approached while inviting Don to shake hands Don also got out of
PART 8: MORS II John's heart sinks further at the realization that their actions and presence in the forest might come under scrutiny. He knows they have been operating in a gray area, taking matters into their own hands to protect the forest. Now, they face the possibility of legal repercussions. John: Detective Johnson, we are devastated by what happened to Drizz. We will do whatever we can to assist in your investigation. Officer Johnson: Thank you for your cooperation. We have reason to believe that there might have been foul play involved. We must determine the truth behind this incident. The team members exchange worried glances, their minds racing with the potential consequences. They know they must tread carefully to protect themselves and the cause they hold dear. Officer Johnson begins to interview each team member, meticulously gathering details about their activities, whereabouts, and interactions leading up to Drizz's death. John and his comrades answer the questions
PART 14: CLADIS One fateful day, tragedy struck the SFT headquarters as a natural disaster of unprecedented scale unfolded. The sirens blared, signaling the urgency of the situation, and the firefighters rushed to their trucks, preparing to respond to the crisis. John, known to his colleagues as Julian, was among the team that received the distress call. He felt a mix of excitement and apprehension as he donned his firefighting gear and hopped onto the truck. The adrenaline surged through his veins, fueling his desire to prove himself as a capable firefighter. The scene at the SFT headquarters was chaotic and overwhelming. Smoke billowed into the sky, obscuring the sun, while the sounds of sirens and cries for help filled the air. The magnitude of the disaster became evident as the team witnessed the destruction and the desperate need for assistance. Amidst the chaos, Julian focused on his duties. He followed the protocols and coordin
PART 15: SEPULTURA Entering his apartment, John quickly discarded the hazmat suit and took a moment to catch his breath. The apartment felt eerily silent, the weight of his actions hanging in the air. He knew he had to act swiftly to eliminate any traces of his involvement in the disaster. John meticulously planned his next moves, relying on his knowledge as a firefighter to manipulate the situation to his advantage. He gathered the necessary tools and equipment, ensuring he left no evidence behind. As he worked methodically, his mind remained focused and devoid of any guilt or remorse. Outside, the sound of sirens and distant voices reminded him of the chaos unfolding at the disaster site. It was the perfect distraction, allowing him to carry out his sinister agenda undetected. His actions were calculated, precise, and devoid of any emotion. He had become a master of his craft, an elegant psychopath navigating the world with ease. &n
PART 16: OCCURRENS In the bustling town near the Forest of Death, Jack found himself searching for job opportunities. He had recently arrived, hoping to start afresh and leave behind the troubles of his past. Unbeknownst to him, his old acquaintance, John, had also taken up residence in the same town, hiding his true identity and perpetuating his sinister deeds. Jack distributed his resumes to various businesses, he couldn't shake off the feeling of being watched. The weight of someone's gaze lingered on him, causing a shiver to run down his spine. Unbeknownst to him, John had caught wind of Jack's presence and had become increasingly intrigued by the possibility of their paths crossing once again. Jack's job search remained fruitless. Despite his qualifications and experience, the doors of opportunity seemed to close before him. The town whispered tales of the Forest of Death, its dark reputation casting a shado