O — (#2) I tried, didn’t I?. The masked man then turned a dreadful…
By: Habibie Arief
Tags: Fantasy, Novel, Fiction

Out of nowhere, a helicopter is heading to our place. It flied recklessly before it finally made a smooth landing on a far spot of the building. It is, tho, causes a raging wind that worsen the cold.

The helicopter had no passenger, only the pilot. It was a skinny guy in a thick dark coat walking in no rush to them. His movement was very light as if he was dancing along with the wind. As he got closer, I realized he was wearing a fox mask.

“Well, look at you, Blanco. The operation broke down and here you are handling the least important work there were.” Said the masked man when he got to us. His voice was surprisingly cheerful. “You should’ve let this loyal servant of yours handle this.” he then give a lil disrespecting nod to the gigantic man.

Blanco didn’t reply, he looked back to the masked man without any intention of saying anything.

“Well, Apparently a young man was planning a suicide bomb on the same day and the same place as our operation, ha! How convenient! We lost a lot of man today. My master was not at all happy. You know how important that operation was” the masked man said the last sentence slowly with enhancement as to show how important it was.

“I heard. Do you think it was Ghost’s?”

“I dunno, what I know, tho, the young man pulled a fucking badass suicide!” the mask man then throw one of his hand to the air, “He was holding a samurai and held it up in the air with one hand, and a trigger on the other. He screamed a japanese swears, God knows what he was saying, then sliced the samurai straight into his heart right after he pushed the bomb trigger! Then, BOOM!” He then jumped glorified right after re-acting the young man suicied act. “I guess he prefered death by a sword than a bomb.”

“How would you know that?”

“Oh yea, well, I was there. I manage to, you know, slip away.”

“I heard there weren’t any survivor?”

He didn’t answer. It was silence after that question.

The masked man then walk straight into me. He then lean forward, watching like a fox ready to snatch a chicken. Well, he is wearing a fox mask and I do feel like a helpless little chicken. He was so close to me that I could feel his warm breath on my chest skin. His presence was cold and intimidative. I could’ve sworn that I could sense a smile behind that mask.

“Now, you… are you just a distraction from the real show? or are you not. Who are you to… ghost?” the masked man said slowly. I was not sure was it a statement or a question. Either way, I had no answer for him anyway. “Ghost, the man who knows everything.” he continue with whisper as if he was talking to himself.

The man who knows everything? that got to be him. Ghost.

“I don’t know anything about him. I swear” I had to make it clear. I have to make sure they understand that I only saw him, once, at the cafe.

For a moment there, nobody move or say anything. The only sound was the whistling sound of the wind.

“Such a poor soul. Trapped on this unearthly affair between the evils. What does an ordinary young soul like you had to do with all this.”

“Let me go, then.” I said, hopelessly.

I then tried to stabilize my breath to lessen the trembling of my body. Yes, my body was trembling, big time.

“Uhh, look at you. Cold? I admire how you are holding up so well. No screaming like any other victims usually do. It got me thinking, Are you really just an ordinary boy?” said the mask man before executing a long laugh.

Of course I am! I got a gigabytes folder of porns if that what you mean by ordinary boy! I thought, but, of course I have no guts to say that out loud. Especially when my life was on threat.

After a moment, we were back in silence again.

In a split of second, out of nowhere, the masked man stab a small knife into my left thigh. It was so quick that no one realized the masked man had moved until it happened, including me. The masked man didn’t stop, he pushed the knife deeper straight into my bone. Strangely, There’s an electrical buzz once the knife touched my bone. I screamed like a howling wolf in pain. My screams echos to the night air then disappears like it never existed. Finally, even my mind shut the hell up.

“Tell him, I’m coming.” the masked man then said this with a whisper on my ear. He didn’t want both Blanco or the gigantic man heard.