Heavenly: Chapter 4
Chapter 4: The Murderer
What’s the best way to murder a person? I remembered this question suddenly. An answer immediately popped in my head. By icicle. Why? The murder weapon melts, leaving no trace of evidence. I know, that’s gruesome, but true. It’s the perfect murder! But then it occurred to me that the answer came to me so naturally, it’s weird. My professor asked this question in my Criminal Law class. Whenever we answered, he will immediately shoot it down with a way to get evidence. At the end of the class, he didn’t tell us, he said we should figure it out and if we ever find out, we should tell him. I suspect he does not know the answer himself. Huh, why didn’t it occur to me before? Maybe because I’m dead now, murdered as a matter of fact.
My train of thought is interrupted by an unfamiliar laugh. I look down and see him, my murderer. He’s living a wonderful life now. He has an apartment he bought with my money and a good job that will pay the bills. He’s happy, no regrets, no guilt. He had done what he did to me to many others. All of which became cold cases. I guess mine will also remain a cold case. Even with those thoughts, I still decide to follow him. He won’t kill tonight. I feel his heart, it’s cold, empty, and it has a hole, a large, gaping hole. Not literally but hypothetically. He has this hole inside his heart, he feels empty, and maybe that’s why he kills people so easily. I wonder if I can also read people’s minds.
I immediately went to my heavenly adviser, Mika, for help. ‘Can we read minds?’ She laughs at this. ‘That’d be quite impossible, Shige.’ I open my mouth to speak.
‘But, we can feel emotions!’ She also laughs at my statement.
‘Human beings have a natural ability to feel emotions. This ability is heightened when we die and go to heaven.’ So that’s why. ‘Why? Did you want to read someone’s mind?’
‘Yeah. My murderer’s. His heart is like a gaping hole. I can only feel emptiness and loneliness emitting from him.’
Her face softens. ‘Remember, people always have reasons of doing something. It may come from a recent experience or from a childhood experience.’ Wise words by the wise woman, errr, girl.
‘I guess I have to find out, ne?’ As I said that, I transported to where he is. What’s his real name? What made him like this? I want to know everything about him.
What better way to know a person than entering his living quarters? I explore the apartment he bought with my money. There’s a piece of paper left on the floor. I pick it up and open it.
It’s a diary entry
Entry#30: December 16, 2009
My heart is cold, full of hatred. I’m controlled not by my own mind and body, but by forces outside, forces far stronger that even I couldn't resist it, forces that would tell me to do this and that and I’ll willingly obey.
I look around his apartment for the source of this entry and found his diary. I reach for it but stops halfway. I shouldn’t be doing this. But I’m dead, he’s my murderer, I have a right to know. With these thoughts, I get a hold of his diary and start reading.
Entry#1: December 16, 1969
I’m alone in this world now.
My parents were murdered in front of me.
I swear on my life, I will get revenge.
Entry#20: December 16, 1999
I killed my parents’ murderer today and I feel great.
So this is how revenge feels like.
Entry#21: December 16, 2000
I killed another today.
I also have money for Christmas.
I may buy some toys for the orphanage.
Entry#22: December 16, 2001
This is becoming a habit of mine.
Kill on the day my parents were murdered.
Entry#23: December 16, 2002
I can’t stop. This is becoming an addiction.
But I can’t turn myself in.
Entry#24: December 16, 2003
I killed a random girl in the alley.
She thought I was going to rape her.
Stupid girl.
Entry#25: December 16, 2004
I need to curb this addiction.
Entry#26: December 16, 2005
I don’t want to continue doing this.
Entry#27: December 16, 2006
I want to stop but it’s like someone’s controlling me.
Entry#28: December 16, 2007
I was able to control myself today.
Entry#29: December 16, 2008
I didn’t kill again today. I’m improving.
My blood grew cold after reading the entries. I close my eyes and took a deep breath. I was his first victim in 3 years. I feel anger and regret. He was trying to control himself but failed this year, resulting to my death.
note: Shei, Nikki, Ate Lara i saved you spots. LOL. I love you guys too much. I'm such a push-over.LOL.