NOVEL NEXT Let’s see if you can give me an answer
- Kenny Ackerman Pov -
I was familiar with the old man who was lying on the ground covered in blood because I had given him the responsibility of watching over this place and playing the role of Historia's grandfather alongside his wife.
I hastily approached this old man and knelt down next to him while yelling, "woiii... don't die yet, old man, what's going on here?"
I know this individual is not yet dead but is very close to death. Therefore, before he dies for good, I want to get information from him because, who knows, I might be able to figure out who is responsible for this.
*cough
"huegkkk... ughh... Is that you, Kenny?"
This old man slowly opened his eyes, and I could tell from the pallor on his face that he had reached his breaking point. So, I asked in a hurried tone one more time, "What the heck happened?"
"Please, save my wife... *cough... she's on the second floor... Ugh..."
"fuck your wife, and tell me what happened?" I let out a frustrated scream, and not long after that, this old man's breath began to grow weaker and eventually vanished. His eyes also became vacant as he looked at me with regret.
"A worthless piece of shit."
I then took a breath and started to open my long jacket, and behind it, there was already a 3D maneuver that was slightly different from usual. The weapon I used was not a sword, which is typically used to slash titans, but rather two pistols with a short barrels. 'It looks like I really do have to face this mysterious individual head-on,' I said to myself.
I had planned to get some information from that old man, but he ended up dying first. As a result, I am now forced to confront a mysterious individual on my own without any background knowledge. If it turns out that this individual is just an average person, I won't be too concerned, but if this person is...
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I moved cautiously and slowly in the direction of the stairs leading to the second floor. As I moved closer, I noticed that there were bloodstains on certain parts of the stairs. As I climbed to the top of the stairs, I noticed more and more bloodstains.
Whoever did this must be completely insane. No sane person in their right mind would have allowed the blood of their victims to be splattered all over the place in such a way. If it were me, I would never have done such a thing.
"one slit in the neck, done cleanly and efficiently, this fellow has much to learn from me," I muttered with a slight chuckle, but despite that, from the moment I entered this house, I did not in any way lower my guard.
When I followed the trail of blood splattered on the floor, it led me to the bathroom. Since I have been to this house on multiple occasions, I am familiar with the layout of the room, and I can also hear the sound of water flowing from within it.
Before I broke into it, I slowly closed my eyes, and without realizing it, a wide grin began to appear on my face. As soon as I opened my eyes, I shot the doorknob *bang... and broke the door by kicking it.
*creakkk
This time, the door I kicked in opened wide, and I immediately pointed both of my pistols inside. I was a little surprised when I didn't find the unknown person I was looking for because there were only 2 people in this bathroom, and I also knew both of them.
When I saw Alma soaking in the bathtub with her clothes covered in blood, causing the water in the bath to turn red, I was disappointed and said, "Don't tell me this pitiful woman is getting desperate and going crazy."
Meanwhile, near the bath, an old woman who was the wife of the old man earlier was lying face down and limply on the bathroom floor with a pool of blood underneath. Her body was still moving slightly, indicating that she was still alive.
Neither of these two people reacted to anything I said or did as I got closer. Even Alma, who was relaxing in the tub, continued to stare blankly ahead without acknowledging my presence.
"Let's see if you can give me an answer," I said flatly when I turned the old woman over on my feet and saw the front of her body. I was surprised.
"It seems that this crazy woman really hates you, old woman," I sneered with a chuckle when I saw this old woman's face was destroyed and covered in blood.
On the other hand, the fact that her clothes were open revealed an even more terrifying sight was due to the fact that this old woman's breasts seemed to have been cut open, and I could see pieces of her breasts that were almost severed hanging from the sides of her body.
This old woman spoke to me in a hoarse and terrified voice, pleading, "ughh... don't... please... Alma... don't kill me... *cough... I beg you," but all I could do was shake my head and look at Alma, who had not shown any reaction since earlier.
"What should I do at this point, huh, Alma? You have the nerve to make such a mess," I could only smile wryly at this sight. I slowly started walking towards the bathtub, trying to wake Alma from her reverie.
"oii...wake up! Crazy woman, look, Kenny is in front of you," Alma did not respond no matter how loudly I yelled in her ear or when I pointed the muzzle of my gun at her face.
I had just bent down to look directly into Alma's empty eyes when I felt a sudden movement in the water of the bathroom tub. Instantly, a knife emerged from the surface of the water and moved swiftly toward my neck.