The Game Of Death

Become A Stalker

After returning from the hospital, Kenneth kept thinking about what Ernest had just assigned them. Really, that task is completely beyond Ken's reason.

"Hey, man! Why are you quiet? Something's bothering you, hm?" asked Darren, who was driving the car watching Kenneth's face change since he returned from the hospital.

"Do you have absolutely no objection to the task that Mr. Ernest gave us? Isn't it a criminal act? We're just a chef. Why turn into a psychopath like this?" asked Kenneth feeling tired of this job.

"Hey, man! Relax, what's wrong with killing that crazy vlogger guy? He ruined our restaurant's reputation and hurt us. If the restaurant closes, where do we work for a big salary? Huh?" Darren said trying to excuse the assignment Ernest gave him.

"You're tired of saying that? Aren't you afraid we'll end up getting arrested just for being his accomplices? Wake up, Darren! There's still a lot of work. Why don't we just leave this crazy restaurant? I'm really sick of his behavior," Kenneth replied upset.

"If you really want to go out, then go out alone. Let me take care of this matter alone. So don't be so dizzy about the task. Life is only once, man! Then you have to enjoy it with your money. If you want to be troubled, go away, I won't hold you back. Wouldn't it be better if you go out with the hor." Darren sighed with his relaxation.

"You're crazy for money, Darren!" exclaimed Kenneth while turning his eyes to the window.

"Whatever you're going to say, Ken. Keep this secret if you want to stay safe," Darren replied ending the argument.

— The Game of Death —

Ernest was contemplating himself in his room. At midnight, he was awake again from his sleep. I don't know why tonight he really can't sleep. Suddenly, she felt longing for the mother.

"Are you here? Why do I miss you so much now?" Ernest asked himself.

That night, only the sound of cicadas and night animals whispering to each other. Hellen himself who accompanied him was already deep into his dream world. He didn't even have the heart to wake a tired girl with him all day.

"Everything was very different after you left. I even now feel much worse even though I have a lot of money. You know, I did an illegitimate job. But, if it's not like this. Where can I pay for everything my father did?" said Ernest to himself.

Meanwhile, Darren, who had just returned home, checked his computer. Since he used to be an engineering boy, he tried to find the last purchase data of the man at the restaurant. And... Damn! He's actually found out who the crazy vlogger guy's been bothering the restaurant these days.

"Wow...why are you so smart, Darren? Why am I meant to be a chef? Not to be a hacker? But it's okay, I can catch both if I can. Ha, ha, ha!" he said happily.

"So, where does he live?" Darren asked while reading the vlogger man's biography. He too was pleased to find his trail.

***

The next day, Darren was standing at the end of the road. He noticed a man carrying his tools and vlog cameras everywhere.

"Hohoho, it turns out I'm very smart. In one night, I even found his house," praised Darren himself.

"Hello, guys! Welcome back to my channel! Today, I'm going to run my new vlog to go back to culinary in this city! Let's find out, today we're going to get what to eat today! Let's go!" he exclaimed to the camera.

"Well, he's very good at doing that vlog. Did he get all his money from there? Haha, he didn't even know after this his life would be in hell," Darren said while peeping at the vlogger man.

All day, Darren stalked wherever the Vlogger guy went. He even memorized the places that the vlogger man often visited. Meanwhile, Kenneth himself is busy taking over the lead in the restaurant kitchen due to Darren's lack of role in the kitchen.

Ronald, who had noticed, suddenly came to Kenneth to ask Darren how he was doing. Because it's unusual for a man to ditch his job. Because the Darren they knew was a very disciplined and punctual man.

"Chef Kenneth, Chef Darren where? Why haven't I seen him since this morning? Isn't he with you?" Ronald asked curiously.

"He's carrying out additional duties from Mr. Ernest the next few days. So, as long as he's not here, then, I'll take over the kitchen," Kenneth replied with his relaxation of cutting the vegetables which he then put in the frying pan.

"Is Mr. Ernest okay all along? We're really worried about him," Ronald said anxiously.

"He's okay. Calm down, as soon as he'll come back. Just do your job and don't ask anything other than your job," told Kenneth, who was rewarded with a nod.

While Ronald was back at work, Kenneth himself was fighting with his mind. What are Darren and Ernest really up to all this time? How could Darren, whom he had known for a long time, turn into someone else?

"Oh, come on, Ken! Don't think about anything that doesn't matter! He's just doing his job so stop thinking about it! Just focus on yourself, okay?" Kenneth muttered trying to encourage himself who was in the balance.

Meanwhile, Darren doesn't think about Kenneth himself at all. Kenneth was obviously worried. What if something happens to him? The reason is that Darren and Kenneth have been close for a long time and are rarely separated. It's different knowing Darren is now starting to change little by little.

"Huh... I hope Darren is okay. Hope the job is done soon and he'll be back well soon," Kenneth hoped. He went on with his work. That day, there were so many orders because the restaurant was as crowded as it was.

— The Game of Death —

Ernest looked out of the room. Where from the window is the obvious condition of the hospital park as well as what. It was deep in Ernest's mind about his return.

"I think he's changed, apparently not at all. He has a lot of mystery that I should know soon," Ernest said to himself.

Dad, that figure was missed by Ernest. Since childhood, he has never even felt the affection of a father. He always gets mistreated. Working hard from a young age, he never felt his own father's name. In fact, he was an only child. He should have felt the full affection of his parents. But for Ernest, he felt only the affection of a mother.

"Even I only hallucinate if my father changes. It's true that Hellen said I shouldn't believe him," Ernest said feeling sorry for not listening to his lover's words.

While meditating, Yandra's doctor who took care of Ernest during his illness entered the room.

"Hey, Ernest. Are you feeling better now?" asked doctor Yandra who surprised Ernest for his arrival.

"Eh, doctor? Since when did you stand there? How could I not hear at all your coming?" asked Ernest, surprised.

"It seems that you are too focused on your own reflection, Ernest. You don't even seem to hear my door knock so I come in, I think you were sleeping earlier," said Doctor Yandra.

"Ah, yes. I think so. Is this the check schedule, doc?" Ernest asked while sitting in his safe.

"Yes, at the same time I want to tell you that tomorrow you can go home. Provided that you continue to do regular checks every two weeks to find out the progress," explained doctor Yandra to him.

"Ah, thank God I got out. I really feel good to be here, doc. There's nothing I can do but eat, sleep and meditate," Ernest replied complaining to his doctor.

"Hahah, I understand what it's like, Ernest. That's why tomorrow you can go back to work. But, don't be too heavy, okay! Remember, your body hasn't recovered yet," said Doctor Yandra, reminding.

"Okay doctor!" Ernest whispered excitedly.

"All right, the check is done. Your condition is getting better, rest and eat enough, yes! Then I'll go to another room, yes! Prepare your new day for tomorrow, Ernest!" said Doctor Yandra, who was nodded by him. So happy Ernest was to hear himself get out of this miserable place.

After doctor Yandra left, soon there came Hellen who had just come home from work. "Hi! How was your day, Ernest?" said Hellen who just came while carrying ramen in his hand.

"Hey, you're back! What are you carrying?" Ernest asked not to answer Hellen's question.

"You haven't answered my question yet," whispered Hellen flirting. Ernest looked at her with such a happy smile at Hellen.

"Tomorrow I go home!!!" exclaimed Ernest happily.

"Seriously?! Oh, my God! I'm so happy! Finally!! All right, now let's eat ramen to celebrate!" asked Hellen who made Ernest feel so happy. How could you not? Even though he had no one else, he had Hellen who was like his own mother. So, why does Ernest have to be sad about losing his father?