The first Murder

A knife was pointed by Ernest to Darren. Of course, this shocked Darren, and immediately fell silent. By then, Darren realized something was different about his boss. He doesn't even know who he's with right now. Like one person with a thousand different personalities.

"What are you doing, Darren?" asked Ernest while pointing the knife right at Darren's neck.

Ernest's position was behind Darren and his hands were wrapped around Darren's neck with a knife Darren often used to make Sashimi.

"Put down your phone, Darren," Ernest whispered threatening Darren, who was already half dead scared.

"Hello? Darren? Are you still there?" asked Ken from across the street.

Immediately, Ernest picked up the phone and turned off the call.

"Are you trying to get away with this, Darren? Remember, you're the one who's making this all complicated," Ernest whispered.

Darren can only shut up a thousand languages. He didn't dare to open his voice at all. Ernest was with him now, but he was not the Ernest that Darren knew. The look in his eyes seemed empty and only hatred was born in there.

"Follow all my orders if you don't want to die at my hands," Ernest said again.

Darren can only nod again. He didn't expect Ernest to change as far as he knew.

"Now, come with me to execute the fucking rats that are ruining the image of our restaurant. Understand?" Darren just nodded back, really he felt the coldness that pierced into the recesses of his heart after hearing Ernest's words just now.

They walk again but the position Darren is in front of Ernest. It was done so Darren wouldn't escape from this problem and they could solve this problem as soon as possible.

With a fearful move, Darren finds a way to get this thing done immediately. He just wanted to go home right away. He's sick of it.

"Knock that door," told Ernest making Darren surprised.

Are they going to kill that man in the open like this?

"Are you not mistaken, sir?" Darren asked to be sure.

"You just knock on that door, what's wrong?" Ernest told him without explaining at all what strategy they're doing right now.

Darren was only able to nod back. He's really afraid his life will be finished after this. While Darren was walking towards the door, Ernest went to the backyard. He doesn't know what that guy's gonna do with his crazy plan.

Knock! Knock!

The door was knocked several times until finally the vlogger man who became a problem for his restaurant appeared with a messy face. Meanwhile, the man was surprised by Darren's arrival at his house.

He was about to close the door out of fear, but Darren holding the door with his feet. Then, he pulls his arm.

"What are you going to do?" the man asked, but Darren had no chance to answer, immediately an axe stuck in the man's head and blood flowed heavily on the man's head.

Darren immediately fell at the same time as the man fell to the floor and now the floor is covered with blood flowing with brownish-red viscous liquid filling the entrance to his house.

"Take him in," said Ernest so easily.

Darren was shocked, his legs were so limp, that he couldn't even stand up at all after seeing a crazy scene that could upset his psychic mentality.

"Oh, do you want to die with him, Darren?" asked Ernest, taking Darren's arm.

"Take it!" snapped Ernest, Darren who had no power immediately woke up and immediately dragged the man into his house.

After dragging him into the main room of the house, Darren can only daydream while looking at the man who has an axe in his head. Is he out of his mind now?

"Find a big hopper, or if you can find me a lot of hopper bags, don't ask why, just do your job," said Ernest, whom Darren obeyed.

Darren's look seems to be an easy-to-manage robot to our liking. Meanwhile, a man named Ernest approached the vlogger man's body and grabbed a business card from the victim's pants pocket.

"Karl. Hmm, that's a nice name. Unlike what happened to you, you had bad luck, Karl," derided Ernest.

His arms extended to Karl's head and pulled out the damn ax he had stuck in his head.

"Would you be all right if I brought this? You wouldn't mind, would you?" said Ernest, who was now beginning to slit Karl's throat.

Don't know where Ernest is going to be this crazy. He began to wedge Karl's body into thin pieces like beef. He did so while talking to the dead Karl.

"You know what, Karl? We haven't even gotten to know each other yet, but since you're a pain in the ass, I'll just kill you right away. Haha, you're too pathetic in this world anyway. You don't have any friends, do you? The proof is you did this vlogger because you were lonely. But honey, you have to die because of your shitty nature. Yeah, because you'd rather die than live in this world. You're giving me a hard time!" Ernest said while continuing to cut Karl's body parts and take the flesh out of his body.

After he thought it was over, along with Darren who came with the garbage bag he had been looking for. However, Darren couldn't help feeling nauseous when he saw Ernest covered in blood skinning Karl with nothing left.

"Huwek! "Huwek!" Darren spewed out his entire bowels. He felt very nauseous and dizzy.

He doesn't know Ernest who's with him right now!

"Aish... You're so over the top! Give me that garbage bag!" Ernest asked Darren, who then gave it to him without seeing Ernest at all.

Ernest stuffed Karl's flesh into the bag of garbage while whistling. Darren can only endure his nausea while waiting for Ernest to finish wrapping the meat.

After everything was neatly wrapped up, now there was Karl's head and some of his internal organs left. Ernest was confused about what to do with the remains so no trace of evidence was left in this house.

"What do we do with the remains? Would you like to take it as a souvenir and put it on display at your house? But his face is ugly. There is no attraction at all for anyone who sees it," Ernest offered.

"Just sell it on the deep web, maybe someone is interested in it," Darren suggested because he was sick of the current condition.

"Does it still be sold? Isn't it dead?" Ernest asked doubtfully.

"Just try it first, it might be money," Darren said.

Ernest nodded and put his head and internal organs in different pockets.

"All right, execution's over. You clean up the rest, I'll come home to rest. Ah... So tired!" told Ernest to just leave.

Darren is shocked when he has to clean up the remains of Karl's blood and bones. He thinks it's all over.

"Clean up without any residue if you don't want to go to jail!" Ernest exclaimed casually.

Without a second thought, Darren immediately cleaned the room. No, he won't go to jail for taking part in this murder.