Still Alive

Chapter 04

"I won't let you all live in peace!"

The young man's body is now completely controlled by William. With feelings full of hatred and vengeance, William bumped into everyone who walked beside him. If a person did not accept it, William would beat him and then he would die. He will not let people live happily. William wanted everyone to feel the same as him, even after his death. It was only then that William felt that everything was fair.

All of a sudden, all the disturbances William had made stopped. Everyone didn't move from their seats. It was as if someone deliberately stopped the passage of time. William looked around in embarrassment, then stopped hitting the old man who was already beaten because he accidentally elbowed him.

The man stood looking out over the deserted street. Everything really stopped. The atmosphere that had been bustling was now quiet and tense. The wind was blowing hard as the clouds suddenly became darker. The rumbling sounds began to sound like a storm was approaching. In the midst of his confusion, an angel of death appears with a dark aura that always accompanies him. William greeted him with a cynical laugh as he looked at the disgusted black figure. The man left the body of the young man he had stopped by, forcing the lifeless body to naturally lie down on the asphalt of the road.

“Don't expect you to catch me easily."

"You fool! This time you can never run away from me again, you damn vengeful spirit!" said the Angel of Death.

William took a step back, he really couldn't match the grim reaper. However, when it comes to escaping, the vengeful spirit is the one who will fly faster. Because of this malice and hatred, William's spirit is still roaming the world all this time. He is trapped and always on the run from the angel of death.

“Just try! I won’t stop until everyone feels the same as me,” William replied.

The bloodshot eyes sharpened and became more and more fiery. The black aura from William's spirit became more and more real, even the angel of death also felt this deep hurt.

"You're an idiot! I gave him time, but all this time you were just messing around. You are useless. Just stand there and take it."

The thunder rumbled so loudly that lightning flashed across the sky. The wind was blowing harder and harder, blowing away the dry leaves as well as the plastic waste that was on the streets. William spontaneously looked up at the sky while the grim reaper quickly raised his hand and then pulled out a lightning bolt and released it towards William. The black figure, filled with rage and vengeance, was thrown back. William landed hard on the pavement, writhing in pain, clutching his chest.

William was still breathing heavily, he did not have time to get up to escape. Above him hovered the angel of death with a trident.

"Get ready to go to hell, William Austin."

Slap!

The trident hit William right in the heart. The vengeful black spirit turned into ashes scattered by the wind.

***

William woke up from his sleep with ragged breathing. His chest hurt, as if he had been hit with a sharp object. Beads of sweat the size of corn kernels adorned his forehead and temples. The man rushed to feel the pulse on his arm, even William touched his own chest. The heart that was still beating made William feel relieved. He leaned back on the couch, adjusting his breath, which was still rising and falling with his eyes closed.

After a few seconds, William opened his eyes, shuddering at the memory of the bad dream he had just had. It all seemed real, to the point where William is still trembling with fear. He looked around the house, which was still the same as it had been a few days ago. The difference is that there are so many packages of snacks on the table at the moment, as well as dirty plates and glasses. Peanut shells and food wrappers were also scattered on the floor. William didn't even remember how long he had been like this. Like a useless unemployed person. Despite the fact that he is really unemployed.

William casually glanced at the bracelet still folded in his hand. Seven of the hundred pearls turned black, indicating that seven days had passed since her death. This also means that William wasted seven days of being able to go to the spirit world with a pure soul. William shook his head again, trying to get rid of the nightmare that still haunted him. He did not want to become a disgusting vengeful spirit like the one he had just witnessed. The man got up from the couch and immediately cleaned up all the mess that he himself had made.

"Ah, damn it! Since when have I become so dirty?" William continued cursing as he cleared away his food scraps.

In the corner of the dark room, a black figure smiled contentedly. He had to warn William like yesterday, so that this person would not waste time in vain and not rush to find the mastermind behind his death. 

***

Immediately after this nightmare, William hastened to get out of the house and conduct an independent investigation.

The man was utterly horrified by the nightmare he had just had. Indeed, there was no way William wanted to be a terrible, vengeful spirit.

After all, he also wants to know who is behind this strange death? As if the case had just been closed, there hadn't even been any news in a week that would have made William even know.

What are the motives for his sudden death

Meanwhile, elsewhere, a middle -aged man with a straight face was sitting in a black chair.

"Mission accomplished, he's dead!"

After a long time puzzling over the fact that he made a choice. Finally, a message sent by someone that they also deleted.

"I'm not a killer," he muttered under his breath.

“That's how short your fate was, Will. I'm sorry about what happened to you, - he smiled weakly, continuing his phrase without interlocutors.

To be continued ....