Chapter 3: The Creepy Hand

        The witches

" How is the preparation going," a man sitting on a chair surrounded by a few guys asked.

"Everything is going smoothly, our plans to raise an army from the humans to continue our battle hasn't been ruined," the man in the hood replied.

"You must be completely careful, everyone is preparing for the grand entry. 

We can't afford to lose," the man said.

"I know how important this conquest is but they is an inquisitive detective, he had almost annihilated our plans lately," the man in the hood said.

"Obliterate him, if he intends to know more," the man replied.

"I tried but we can't just kill him without evident"

Looking at his master face, the commissioner answered.

"I didn't send you to the humans to tell me that you can't kill an ordinary detective.

I give you all the powers you need, " the man seating replied being annoyed by his sentence.

"Am sorry sir, if he becomes more desperate, I will eliminate him," commissioner Derick replied.

Curiosity killed the cat," the man answered him looking down, he held out some wrapped ash.

"I heard a man survived the attack, with this, you could kill him and stop him from talking," the man said and hand the ash to the commissioner.

"I sent a gift to the humans land 10 days ago, how did they receive it," the man ask Derick.

"You mean the virus," Derick asks.

"Yes, " the man replied.

"Just as master thought, They didn't kill them, am pretty sure they are making it into stage two by now," Derick replied.

"Humans are useless, anyway, thanks to humans feeling, our plans are moving at a great speed" the man smile evilly.

"Anyway did you destroy the antidote to stop them from getting their hands on it," the man inquired.

"Sure thing, no human is brave enough to travel to the end of the Netherworld.

No one makes it back alive," Derick answered.

"Finally, our master will soon wake up from his grave.

I have sent a gift to the hospital, let see how they can get the clues from a dead man," the unknown man said and laugh evilly.

"Let await our master's return," the whole witches' chorus.

                ***********

          At The Health Center

"What was all the screaming all about," all the detective muttered.

"Did you see that dark shadows that just pass," George muttered already scared to his wit.

"We all saw it," they replied.

"What was that,"  the detective ask and rush out, putting a gun in one direction.

Freeze, Smith said and point his gun at Steve.

"Wow!  wow!" Steve raises his two hands in the air.

"Doctor Steve," they called.

"Learn how you use those hands guns, life can be taking any time with it," he said because they frightened him"Why rushing in such a way, this is a hospital and not a police station," the doctor said.

Surprised by his reaction,

"Didn't you hear any sounds and screaming," Dave asked.

"What sounds, don't tell me he killed you all with a horrific story in there" doctor Steve inquired.

This was a distraction, Smith said and rush in back to the room.

Sir, Smith called while touching the survival body which no longer move.

"What happened," he asks making his way towards the bed.

He felt the patient pulse

The doctor Steve sigh.

"Am sorry to say this but..." 

He can't be dead, Smith yelled interrupting the doctor Steve.

He was perfectly fine 3 minutes ago.

How could a man be dead in a hospital when all his pulses are back to normal, Smith said and look at Steve.

"Of course he wouldn't have died if I had never strangled him to death," someone spoke from no way.

After looking at all directions in the room, a moldy black hand crawled out from under the bed.

"I took all the pleasure strangling every last breath from him," the moldy black hand smirked evilly.

Staring at nothing but a black hand that was moving without a body, it rested on top of the dead body in the room.

Even without thinking, two detectives have already disappeared. 

Being scared to his wit doctor Steve made a run for his dear life, stumbling more than seven times before reaching the exist.

I wish this was a nightmare, Dave said unable to move a finger.

He was already sweating profusely, as fear left him muted.

"Hi guys, Don't make it hard for me by running.

I was sent here to retrieve damn souls," the black moldy hand said and let out ridiculous laughter.

By now, Dave was no way to be found.

Watching everyone as they all vanished in fear, the hand broke into laughter.

"It is hilarious you know. The more fear the more power I got,"

Everyone vanished from the room but they were this daring soul that never moved an inch.

Turning to look at Smith,

" Hey, you don't stand a chance against me.

Don't play hero boy around here, I am going to strangle you bit by bit" the moldy hand smiled.

Giving out a smile that could vividly be noticed on his face, I hope you did so a thousand times as it is only both of us in this room, Smith said as he close the door.

The light faded away.

           ***** Next Day *******

"Hey, why did you all abandon the hospital last night and you are submitting a resignation letter" John yell and throw the letter on the three detectives on a bright Friday morning.

"We have already explained but you didn't understand," Dave said in annoyance.

"Why the hell did you expect me to believe in such a ghost story like that.

Dark shadows moving on the walls, a moldy black hand crawling out from under the bed or the moldy black hand that strangled the victim," John yell in annoyance as he hit the table with his hand.

"I mean can't you all be reasonable for once.

If the three of you just leave, how did you expect us to solve all the crimes on that board" John yelled at them for being ignorant.

"Hey everyone listen, I have been the head of this division for almost 10 years and some three detectives are submitting a resignation letter, while I have been completely devoted to my work. They are no way you leave without solving all those crimes cases on that board," John yelled in irritation.

"Are you kidding me, it gonna take more than a year to finish those cases," George said.

"That right, which means I am not receiving your resignation," John yelled as he was completely mad at them.

"Sir what if Smith also came in, asking for a resignation," George asked Knowing Smith was also present last night.

"Well let see if he will dare," John said and give each one of them a deadly glare.

"Fresh news guys," Caleb said as he rushed inside.

"Hey what's wrong, what is the fuse this early morning," John said in annoyance.

"It is bad news, another body was strangled to death by the moldy black hand from last night," Caleb announced.

"Which body," Dave asked.

"Detective Smith corpse."

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