the house

4 : the mask.

2010-03-10T17:07:00.000-08:00

"What.. what was thaaaa...t ?" shiveringly Fiorr asked, "can't you feel that Vic? "

"What's wrong with you today ? are you alright? " Vic replied as she could not figure out what was going on.

"uhmmmm, nothing, nothing, yea, i am alright . Let's get going, the party is waiting for us!" Fiorr tried to comfort Vic with a brilliant smile as she said that and took a few steps forwards, was trying to push Victoria from the back.

"Alright, let's go! " Vic smiled, though without much humor.

8p.m. sharp, the door bell rang, but Fiorr and Vic was too busy preparing on themselves to be the best-dressing-queen tonight, they did not hear it; the door bell rang again, that jarring sound interrupted their sweet time.

"Vic, answer the door please!"

"NO! this is your house, go open yourself!" Vic replied with frustration.

"UrGhhhhhhh! fine!" was irritated due to the interruption by this unknown guest.

Fiorr came to the door, opened, nobody outside except for a bunch of red roses wrapped with red and pink paper, with a black card sticked on it. With curiosity she picked it up, light sweet smell of blooming roses. She shut the door as she picked it up, headed back to her room for the remained make-up, dressing, and so on, she never notice there was a card stuck on; was too busy putting stuffs on herself.

a guy with pink loose coat, black skinny jeans, blond, spiky hair, a colourful tattoo on his neck, holding a big bind of red roses; Nick, who always trying to get Fiorr, but he had failed for many times; wanted to try again in this night perhaps, was knocking on the door softly - No one answer - again he knocked the door, did not notice that there was a door bell, again no one answer. Without choices, he tried knocking harder.

"Here you are prettie, you look amazing! " sweet talk by Nic, always been doing it.

"aww thanks nic!" replied with a big smile on Fiorr's face, he was the first person who praised her on that night.

"these are for you, just you..." as Nic passed the bunch of roses to Fiorr.

”hmm. thanks, but i think i have received your flower earlier." looking for the roses, " ah here it is."

"i don't remember i did send flowers other than the one you're holding Fiorr." Nic explained.

"look, there is a card stick there," said Vic, " open and see what is it inside ."

"happy birthday Fiorr, when you see this, call me " words written on both black cards.

blood stain on the first card, was not noticed by any of them , they were too busy figuring who would have made such a lame joke.

"Come on, Fiorr go tidy up your room first before the guests are here, they are almost here already, " requested Vic, " i will get the food and stuffs here done with Nic."

" Alright, thanks guys! " as Fiorr rushed to her room and shut the door. Vic then put the two bunches of roses at aside, continued doing their stuffs; Nic was to bring all the masks however he had forgotten, they were left at the front door when he was rushing to Fiorr's big mansion.

Out of sudden, a shadow appeared at the front gate, it was rushing for time as it just appeared with a second; a small black beg fell when the shadow went off; right beside the gate.

" Hey look, there's a beg there Nic, " said Vic, " is that your beg?"

" ya, i guess.." responded Nic, " YA! it's the beg!"

" yes, problem settled, but..why? it was left in your house, was it? " fearfully Vic asked.

" stop worrying so much Vic, let's start preparing !" said Nic.

" Al..right."

Party went pretty well, Fiorr was surprised with the masks, and stuffs they did.

Next day, 1p.m, Nick's house. was packing up the masks used last night, scenes flashing in his mind, Fiorr was dancing with him, smell of fruit perfume, was so sweet; as he was recalling these nice memories, picked up a mask which Fiorr wore last night, placed on the stand beside his bed, it was a small wooden, dark brown stand which suits the best with his classical designed room, were all came with the same tone of colour.

,After putting the beg of masks into storeroom, he took Fiorr's mask again, wore ; water, yellowish light, it was blur, he fell suffocated. As the feeling was getting stronger he pulled off the mask, gasping for air.The scent of the rum could still be felt within his nostril, all he thought was just an illusion.

" Nicky, the water is ready!" said Nic's mother.

" Alright, thanks mummy." responded Nic.

He then went into the bathroom, started with his favorite of the day - spa ;a girlish guy who spent hours in spa everyday. As he just immersed in the bathtub, eyes closed with the smell of candle, calming lavender aroma, surrounded with mist of 43degree celsius hot water.

Suddenly, a sound from top annoyed this daily enjoyment, he opened his eyes and....

3 : I will be watching you......

2009-10-27T05:09:00.000-07:00

"Bang! " Fiorr shut her laptop as they finished reading, they had no time to think about it, and they were not attempted to do so, too. They both looked at the clock, it was already 3.a.m. in the morning, everyone was already deep in their own sweet dreams, the air was still as they could hear the clock was ticking, but things were suffering Fiorr going to sleep, so she started talking to Vic,

" do you think the story is real? " said Fiorr, as she turned her face to face Vic.

" emm, no," Vic supposed, " it's just someone who had created this story to scare the others."

" ....." silence for a few seconds, Fiorr voiced out "are you scare, Vic?"

" NO! definitely not, people are just jealous of you getting to stay in this huge house, i know it's not a real story, don't worry, everything will be alright my dear." Vic looked at Fiorr with a cheerful smile as she said it. But Fiorr was still wondering, this was the first time she could not make up her mind, she had been seeing a lot of movies, and could be very calm to be telling the whole story to friends, but not this time; Out of sudden, she fell something was touching her from back, she was shivering for the fear of darkness, her heartbeat was getting faster and faster, was sweating blood as she attempted to turn back to see what was it. The thing touched her again, fear in deep of her heart was stopping her to see what was happening at the back, she wanted to scream, but when voice was blocked when it came up to her throat.

" Fiorr........" said the 'thing', " why aren't you sleeping.....?". Fiorr tried so hard to turn herself turn into a sleep, but it did not work, so she pretended as if she was asleep.

" Fiorr, talk to me..." again, it talked, with a soft, and weak voice.

" Wh-a-a-t? " asked Fiorr, " is-s, is that yo-u-u Vic? ".

" Fiorr... i've got something to ask you...... turn back Fiorr..." requested the thing, " talk to me...." and again it touched Fiorr's back, a finger touched from her back towards her neck, and to the ear. Suddenly, the hand grabed her face! it was trying to pull her head back; the only action she could do was protect herself as she pushed it away and turned back to see what actually it was. The womannn!!
her messy hair, white face, blood stain on lips, and the blank eyes; " Fiorr...... HAHAHAHAHA! " she heard a familiar voice of laughter;

" Vic!!!! that's not funny okay!? " Fiorr shouted at Vic, " you scared me! ".

Vic was not listening because she was too busy laughing at Fiorr, and that night passed as they fooled around; until 6a.m. in the morning, they fell asleep. After five hours of resting, Vic had and friends were all busy preparing a party which was to celebrate Fiorr's big day, they were going to held on a " masked party ", everyone has to get a mask on in the entrance, to give a surprise to Fiorr. Only Fiorr was informed that it was going to be a barbecue party, thought that everyone had forgotten about her birthday.

Vic called Fiorr at 1.13pm, she was still taking nap, finally woke up by the phone call, Vic was asking her to go to the market to buy something to prepare for that barbecue party which was on that night. Fiorr had a big yawn * arhhhhhh *, then got up to for wash up, had a simple make-up and changed to a casual suits, she then walked to the supermarket which nearby her house. It was a sunny day, a pleasant breeze blew on Fiorr's face as her long and black hair waved with the wing ; plenty of guys were attracted by her as she walked on the road, with the perfect face and confidence, eventhough she was just wearing a casual suit. Fiorr tried walking quicker to meet her friends up, because few guys on the street were looking at her as if they had been suffering from satryiasis for a long time, and also she was late for their meet-up-time.

After meeting with Vic and friends, they went in the supermarket, started to buy things that were needed for the party; sausages, chicken wings, pack of Marshmallow, and few bottles of soft drinks were packed in a recycle-bag, instead of using plastic bags, they brought their own bags to carry all these stuffs. Later on, friends had gone back earlier, so left the two of them. While on their way going back from supermarket, someone touched Fiorr from back, she thought that was another joke Vic wanted to make, so she ignored it, but it happened again,

" why can't she just call me? must she make such lame jokes?" Fiorr was talking in her mind.
At last, she turned back and asked " Hey Vic, stop that alright? ".

" What?" Vic asked curiously, " what did i do?" .

" That weren't you? " Fiorr asked. That was weird...

" I will be watching you......" sounds came around in Fiorr's mind.

Unforeseen, Fiorr got a goose bump, as a cold breeze went through her body......

2 : bathtub words.

2009-10-26T01:46:00.000-07:00

Only a king-size bed with gold in colour bedrail, two pieces of gauzes with pattern of pink and purple roses, four sides of the bedstead were covered by a piece of pure white, long bedclothes with blood stain spreaded on it; there were blood stained everywhere in the bedroom, too. But the body was nowhere in the room; they stood rooted to the ground, as they saw the condition of the room, the stench of unbearable. After few seconds past, they tried to make up their mind, and invested around the room; at the same time, they called the police, too. There were nothing else except the furnitures, closed-up window, blood, and the messy bed, but they realized that there was only the bed messed up, the dressing table, chairs, cupboard and books on desk were neatly placed at their own places; there was also a diary on the table which was left opened, but they could not be able to read it because by the time they found it, the police arrived.

They were asked to go to the police station for more information; the police had started an investigation of that house right after they had reached there. As they were searching for evidences in the room, but still, nothing found except for things had already been there. Unexpected, one of the police fell there were a strong smell of corpse came out from the dressing table which was placed right beside the bed, it was absolutely hand-made, dark wooden and sealed with a mirror in shape of oval, hence, he knelt down and opened it, there was nothing found inside again, so he bended his body down under the table, was trying to find out where did the foul odor came from. Just right he bended his head to see, a woman was looking at him, with the blank eyes, messy long-hair, half opened mouth with blood on her teeth and side of lips, she might had died with her last cry in horror; lying under the bed, the body was a complete one.

They moved the body out, and made a simple checking on the body, the heart was taken out by a deep cut with knife, words craving on the body were well-done with hardly strength, "I LoVe YOU DEaR", and a finger was found missing from the body, which was the third finger; a locked up door was finally noticed by one of the police there, because it was beside a cupboard, half of it were covered. So, a locksmith called to unlock the door, because they would never wanted to lose any of the proofs while destroying the door; there might be fingerprints , hair or anything that could helped on that case. It was easily opened by the locksmith's well-trained technique.

Blood stain were everywhere in that capacious toilet. There were footprints walking towards the window. Forensics believed that there were only one person involved and the large sizes of the footprints shown that was a tall, and big size man, the movement of the footprints shown that the person was calm, throughout the whole incident taken placed. They carefully walked into the toilet, did not wanted to mess up the evidences inside. And there were few words in the bathtub which had written with blood, "yoU DEsERvED ThIs" . Without warning, water ran out profusely, and washed off the words, but the water could not leak out, and the police thought there was something clog the hole which blocked the water to go off. So, he put his hand into the red water and tried to figure out what was stucked, for a few seconds of searching, he finally felt something, tried pulling it out but he couldn't. So he asked someone to get a pair of pincers, and griped the thing again. At last, it was pulled out, he fell on the floor and the red water splashed out. They had a look on it ...... A FINGER!! It was belonged to the red woman, already rotted and the foul odor was even obvious when they found this finger, it was purple in colour cause of putridity, but the marriage ring was missing, and they could not find it anywhere in the room, or the house.The police lefted the mansion as they had done the investigation in that house.

In the end, the husband of this red woman was not sentenced to anything because they had no enough proof to do so. Therefore, this case file was closed due to no one were suspected that could be the one who killed the red woman, excepted for her husband. But there were a lot of mysterious which had no answer yet, Why Did The Diary Was Lefted Opened?Where Was The Heart?Where Was The Marriage Ring?and Why Did The Water Pipe Turned On Itself?......

1 : the red woman

2009-10-24T09:32:00.000-07:00

There was a girl named fiorr, a 15year-old-girl. She's a pretty girl with big and brown in colour pupils, long and jet black hair, and with the very-fair skin. Fiorr was well-known in her scholl beacuse of her beauty
She lives in the countryside of Holland, it's a huge and well decorated house, but there's only she and her brother staying in that huge mansion, because their parents had moved to Australia for a better environment for the rest of their life.

Horror movie was an addiction to her, even her friends are scared of her strange habit, but she does have a good friend who has the same habit, Victoria. A blondy with light blue eyes, and tanned skin.

One day, after Fiorr had finished talking on phone with her parents, she hung up the phone hastily, because she was going to Victoria's house to watch a movie that she rent from a shop, as usual, it must be a horror movie.
She called a cab, after 15 minutes, it reached. She got into the cab, after telling the driver where to go, she fell asleep because of the sport day in school, that used up all her energy for the day. It's a straight and flat road, but she woke up by a shock, so she looked back from the rear mirror, it was a woman with red dress lying on the middle of the road, but the driver didn't seem to be shocked or scared. Therefore, she told herself it's just a dream, after few minutes, the cab reached at the front gate of Victoria's house.

After they've finished watching the movie, she was still wondering what was the red thing on the road, so she told Victoria what had happened just now. Victoria seemed to be interested about this mystery; she's a Pro about these kind of stuffs, it's some kind of spirit she supposed. They were sitting in the middle of the big and completely dark living room, the spooky wind was blowing from windows; it's like someone was watching them from the back, so they both went to close up the window which was facing the road that Fiorr took to come here.

The weird thing appeared again, the red woman's standing on the road and they could feel the hatred towards them from her eyes， the air around them was still, and cold; her messy long hair, and the white skin behind the red dress, but it wasn't clear,they could only see a blur image of her. Suddenly, wind blew again, a strong wind made them couldn't even open their eyes, and after the wind had stopped, they opened their eyes again, but the red woman had disappeared. So they closed the window up quickly and rushed to Victoria's room with a loudly door shutting.After few minutes of deep inhaling, they decided to go onto internet to look for the information of that woman.

They've finally found it, she's a woman who had killed by her husband, she was wearing a white dress when she's killed, her body was full of craving with knife, and the heart was taken out, till now the police could not find her heart back, but he wasn't convicted of that because they couldn't find any evidence to judge him, he was released on 13th of june 2006, and he became the legatee of all her inheritance. A big amount of money, and a huge house in the same area of where Fiorr stays, when they checked the address of the house. IT'S THE SAME ADDRESS OF FIORR'S HOUSE.

That red woman was the owner of Fiorr's current house, she was actually killed on the bed in the master room of the house, her blood spread all over the sheet, and craving of words on her body; she was found by her neighnour who jogs every mornining after noticing her door was left open for a few a days. They decided to ring her up to tell her that her door was not close, but no one answer the phone call. Therefore, they decide to pay her a visit, they went in to her house since her door was not close, things were geting more suspicious as they could smell the stench of corpse from her master bedroom. To their horror, they found....