"Ehmm, now, could you tell me what you know about the incident she refers, you know it didn’t you?"

"In exchange?"

"What exchange? Didn’t I just tell what I know about it?"

"Then what about the incident before ‘Holy Friday’. If I recall, you’re with me at that moment, right? I only remembered that there was terrorism in my school, we fought them even I don’t really remember why I took such action, and at the middle of it an eclipse occurs. Then I awaken here one week after."

"Wait you don’t remember it? I think you ask who I am just because I’ve never told you my name."

"Isn’t that obvious? that’s because I can’t remember that moment. And truth to be said, what worth your name to me?"

Ngiinggg…

"That sword again huh? Kill me anytime you want it."

"Hou, your eyes seem different from before."

"If you’ve fought alongside me then what use of hiding myself again?"

"Hah, okok, I’ll tell you. Relax then."

She sits in the sofa so casually, and so do I.

"Why you also sit here? Are you that attracted to me? Sorry but I don’t have any interest on you."

"But this is my ro-"

"Who paid?"

"Shiii... ok, sorry."

I got expelled, and just sit on the edge of that sofa.

"Why, you like this sofa? Should I bill it for you, then?"

Who the f are you? The owner of this hospital? I really can’t beat this girl’s arrogance. She’s pretty, rich, and could kill me anytime.

"Then where should I sit, my lady?"

I give up, I consider to sit on the bed, but that was still higher than the sofa and she wouldn’t be happy. So, I just think one place where it is. Yes, on the floor.

"Ok, now should we start it?"

"Nah, that attitude, if only you showed it from the start maybe this talk wouldn’t take much time."

Hold it. Just Hold it Regatama. Information is the most important thing in this situation isn’t it? Even if compared to my pride.

"Ok, once upon a day…"

"Hey can you just be serious about it? I was holding my anger to you know, appreciate it please!"

"Pfftt sworry~. Ok. First, about that time. I first meet you on the bus on your way to school. I’m from Jakarta, but sorry I can’t tell you why I’m here. In the of my journey, I found some suspicious group, fully armed. To tell you the truth I have known that what so called ‘Holy Friday’ is true, and I’m not the only one. There’s some information broker there. Let’s call it ‘broker’ and ‘2nd broker’. I was the ‘2nd broker’, known the information from the real ‘broker’. Wi-"

"Wait, ‘broker’, what are they to know much information about ‘Holy Friday’?"

"Sorry, isn’t that I can’t tell you, but I also inform-less about their being. But, isn’t the paranormal who predict that incident was more insightful? Let’s also consider them as ‘broker’. With the basic of that on mind, I was following that suspicious group. I considered they were also the 2nd broker. If that’s the case then, their aim was black-box hunting."

"Ah yes, that’s reasonable if black-box can strengthen one's 'grace'."

"Right, but unfortunately their target was you school. I followed them from the start so I well-known of what happens there. Your schoolmate was taken hostage. They were around 15 people whom being on guard at each room. 8 on the 2nd floor and 7 at the 1st floor. 5 Was patrolling. 2 on each floor, and 1 as the reporter to their leader and to the gate keeper. Their leader seems likely the one who guarded the teacher’s room at the 1st floor. Plus, there were 3 as a gate keeper. So, there was a total of 23 people. For people on the2nd floor were armed with sword or knife, but 2 gate keeper and 4 room guard were armed with pistols."

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That many? Is that worth being criminal as an exchange of some black-box? And not everyone would likely to be received the ‘grace’ on that day isn’t it?

"I was hiding at infirmary room at the 1nd floor and waited some chances to knocked them one by one, but then I witness havoc began at a toilet at the edge across on the 2nd floor. Someone stole my job. That boy began to knocked down one of them whom patrolled around that toilet with his high kick. But to think you would do it so calm and composed. You take his jacket and his scarf to hide your face just like them. Then you slaughtered them room by room"

"Hahaha now you acknowledge me?"

"But now that boy was sit on the floor heed my story-telling."

"Ah okok, I just can’t beat your arrogance, I know. Then, what’s your intention on following them? You’re not likely that kind who would casually save some kid aren’t you?"

"If you already know that then you should also has known the answer."

"You- you want to stole the black-box?"

"100! Let them be the guilt, I will act as the savior with the black-box as my reward. As you’ve said that day. Information is everything isn’t it?"

"Damn you! then you just using my fellow schoolmates as your toll."

"It’s them or me in that situation isn’t it? If I may choose it, then obviously I would choose them as the sacrifice. With that I were able to rescue the rest. That’s the rule of being hero, you can’t be so naïve. Sacrifice is always needed. The first priorities of being hero is to secure itself so they can still save the rest."

"Tell me, if there any news of whoever have died in that incident? Do you know it?"

She looks at my worried expression, with her doubtful expression

"I hate it, do you underestimate me?"

"Huh, what do you mean?"

"When you were fighting them, I didn’t see you as a savior. You seem excited but I also can see your worry, but rather than worrying they would be killed you’re worrying about something else. You can fool anyone or even yourself but not me? To act like that in front of me, how dare you? As if you were care about them."

…This girl. So sharp.

"…"

"Now you admit it?"

Chhh. She’s true. There’s no one. My middle-school life was so flat. I can’t feel any friends, I can’t feel any challenge, I just life as a funny person who would gladly accept any hang out invitation without being interested in having a relationship with others. I just can’t feel being seen. Like this moment

"Then, time for me to ask before I tell you more. What was your intention in doing that? Someone whose typically is hiding talent all the time to avoid some trouble suddenly ran straight to it, there must be some reason, tell me."

"Can you stop saying like you know everything about me?"

"Hou, your anger leaked now? Want to pick a fight, ‘human’?"

"Tchh…"

"…"

"I was, kind of feel challenged. I’m at my limit of despair. I just feel if I’m not did it that time then I would lose something important to me."

"An abstract felling huh?"

"I don’t know, when I saw you on the bus that time, I feel like I saw my reflection. Those eyes of boredom yet filled with deep despair were kind of warn me. Is this the end? Have you fulfilled your life?"

"…Did…I…you…"

Her face stiffened. It’s the first time I see this change of expression from her. Ah I think I have a slight view of her. There’s no perfect life.

"So, you’re that kind huh?"

"What do you want to say?"

"Nothing, let’s call and end to this interrogation. Let’s continue to the main topic."

She nodded soundlessly.

"Then what happen after that?"

"Then… As you reach your slaughter at the 5th room, they began to realize your slaughter, the rest at the 2nd floor began to chase you, plus 3 from the 1st floor. Lucky 1 of them is the 1st floor patrol. I think that’s my chance. As I see the reporter crossed infirmary room, I knocked him out and then I went to the teacher room. But I retreated as I see the leader was neither armed with sword nor pistol. He was armed with rifle."

"What? Riffle? Where did they got that?"

"I don’t know. But he has a huge well-build figure. Then I found recently on the news that he was an army. This far, you seem still not regaining your memory. Are you being too enjoyed by my story-telling? If you pretend ignorant, I promise I would cut that throat of yours right away!"

"Hey, chill out. I swear I’m not. So, don’t play with the light please. Turn it off, a lamp should be off during the day to save some electricity."

"Huh? A lamp you say? Oh, you want a lamp to send you to some all-white realm? To heaven?"

She grabbed my face, right in the eyes with her left hand and infuse her light to it. Sooo bright. Even if I closed my eyes there was still an intense bright red sight.

"Noooo hahaha, you would eventually blind me. Sorry sorry."

"Sworry?"

"Ah yes yes, sworry"

Nah she released me. And damn, all white as I opened my eyes. Gladly that was only for a brief of moment.

"Damn you f-"

"HA?"

"Ah no, sorry."

Damn you flash bang.

If I recall, I could name them like this. Those ‘high-human’. This day I’ve meet 2 of them, that ‘pain-killer’ and this ‘flash-bang’.

"But, Heaven huh? as if people like us would accepted."

"Pfttt, hahaha, don’t group me with you, damn it."

Hmmm… If I look at her again, she really is beautiful. It’s really cute when she laughs, but. But just why I didn’t feel some excitement. Ah I know it, so this is what they meant by ‘a poison is still poison no matter how good it being packaged’.