What if one day, you’ll be drag to
the depth of darkness and wake up in the sadness of life? How will you face the
deepest secret of your soul that rests your real persona which can bring
devastation to your life? Will you accept the truth or you’ll just ignore it
and throw it to the world of meaningless?
This is what you need to understand
about life. We act as we know every little thing in our existence but we are
jerks to believe in it. Like a friend of mine who have told me, our life is
like the game of chess, you need to play and move the pieces of chess for you
to win. In chess, you must think hard and plan your next moves that can defeat
your opponent by trying to block your opponent’s own plans. If you will lose
your focus on the game and make a move that would lead to your defeat, then
everything might change. In this game, there’s always a loser and there’s a
winner. But in the game that I, myself, have put into reality is somehow
different within that of an ordinary game because there is no winner but
everything and everyone will lose. This is how a criminal’s game works.
You curious aye? You should be
because who knows you’re also a part of it. But let me present first myself to
all of you of course and maybe also to all creatures out there human or not.
Hi everyone! A pleasant evening to
all of you! I know it is a little bit odd to introduce myself to you because
you might want to kick my ass already and tore me apart into pieces, but still,
I am the Criminal. It’s a little bit fascinating that the antagonist of this
story is the one talking and having some monologue here, but hey, why not,
right? We are in a free country so even a serial killer can tell a story. But
don’t ever dare to ask me what I look like because you cannot get a proper
answer. You can get to know me while we’re the story. Yes, yes people, I am
pleased to announce that I’m a part of the kids’ lives but in an invisible way.
There will be no thrill at all if I will be visible already from the start
right. That would be so boring!
But who is this guy who keeps on
calling my phone? “Sir, I am sorry to disturbed you but Mr. George is already
waiting outside. Can I let him in now sir?” my cynical bodyguard asked who
appears to be pale and out of mind.
“Haven’t I told you that if he will
arrive, let him in immediately? Is that hard to comprehend?” I said with a
knotted forehead. “Such a pity.”
“No, sir. Mr. George, my master will
be please if you enter the room now sir.” I heard my bodyguard said to George
who is as well had a knotted forehead when he entered my glamorous room. My
room is actually a luxurious one with the touch of white ceilings, white tiled
floor, white furniture and classy decorations with the most celebrated
paintings around the world in a building owned by me of course.
“What’s with your bodyguard, he
does not seem to be in poise.” George said while whipping up the clench of my
room.
“Well, he must be having a heart break.”
I frantically told him that makes him a little bit shock.
“Heart break? You’re letting your
bodyguard have a relationship? That’s new!”
“Enough of them. So what made you
come and visit an old friend? Anything new?” I said while scanning my high
class computer for any change with my most favorite persons in this idiopathic
world.
“Just want to get some kick before
travelling to London. Have to work some papers for my business and you will
help me with that.” George is now arranging the pieces of chess in their
respectful places.
“OH, some old days buddies. You
cannot win against me.” I said with a playful smirk on my lips. He just smirks
back and went off to my fridge for some wines.
“How long will you stay here and
watch them sleep.” He was just pointing to the monitor while filling two
glasses of whiskey. “Don’t you have any life?”
He handed me a glass of whiskey
while we both watched the kids sleep except one who is mysteriously having a
star gazing. “Well you know that they are my life.” The circumstances I have
putted in the existence of these kids started when they were born, newborn
babies as what they call them.
“You are so having a good deal
manipulating their minds, haven’t you?” George has been looking in the eyes of
the person who is still busy observing the sky.
“This game tested and will still be
testing their dignity, faithfulness, trust and love to one another. But the
question is how long can they withstand the game and fight to the last?” We sat
down and faced the chess board and ready to begin the game.
“Another question is how long will
you put them into trouble and how long will you plan to end it?” George flipped
a coin and tossed it in the middle of the air.
“Head.”
I choose and as he showed what side of the coin, I knew it was me because it’s
always been me who got the chance to start the game. “Like what I have said,
until they can withstand and fight everything.” I said as I move my pawn 4th
on the left one block forward (d2 to d3). And as I moved it, I will now start
the story that changes not only the lives of the persons involve but to all of
you who will hear it and let me start to this person who is still busy
analyzing the universe.
