Falling of The Angels ( Chapter V : The Contract)

Chapter V : The Contract

Thursday, 1.00 PM


Job's done

Great, the rest payment will be delivered to your account soon. Where are you now? I got another business for you

I'm in holiday, i'm not taking a job for several weeks

Too bad, i though you might interest for this one

No

It's about Jim

...

He found the hole

As our plan, so? Boom?

No

My sensor...

Isn't broke, i know, but he found the trap somehow

Clever than i though. So he found the connection of the trap?

Not yet, that would be your next job, make sure he won't find it.

I can't guarantee that, we better disable it before he find it first

No, i want you to keep our previous plan running well

How?

Devide his attention by create another one

...

Time is running, what you think? Are you agree?

How about the payment?

Will be same as before

Ok
He put the phone off. Public phone. He walk to his car and enter it.
Jim bustard, i should have kill him before, he think. He start the machine and drive the car leaving the dock. The sun is shining bright today, a hot season is just started.

Falling of the Angels (Chapter IV : Genious of The Hole)

Chapter IV : Genious of The Hole

Wednesday, 12.30 AM

We walk through the gate.

This is fuckin' cold horror's graveyard Jim, what the hell are you looking for in this late night? Garrison look struggle in his thick jacket. It is normal to see a white fat man angry when you insist him to follow you walking through the graveyard in this cold middle night.

I'm forget something Garry, we have to check it before he or her closed it soon.

What? Closed? What is it? who is this he or her?

I can't tell you now, we're in hurry.

You better know what you doing Jim, 'cause i'll denied that we're here tonight if the guardian catch us.

You'll never have a time to do that, look...

I point my finger to a black grass accross the iron gate of graveyard. That is the place where the trash bin was explode several days ago.

Yeah, so? Garrison said and wear his gloves on.

That  mean let's climb up. I'm jump and grab the top of iron gate, climb up and jump down to  the other side of gate.

You son of a... Garrison said and doing the same way as i did.

My eyes looking everywhere for a scoop. Ah, there. I'm walking and pick one beside a used boxes.

Take the other one and help me, i said to Garry and start to digging.

What are you doing? Garrison stare at me dazedly.

Remember the burned finger's bone that we picked up several days ago? I found a dry and burned foreign chemical attach almost this whole bone. And then i take a sample and bring it to the forensic's lab, and you know what they said? They said it's a burning mud. I said to Garry without looking at him and continue to dig out the soil.

Yeah, so? Garry said and walk to the used boxes to pick another scoop.

This is lake Garry. There is no mud on the top soil here. The mud must be came from under the soil. Covered by soil when contractors pouring the soil to the top of it to make it solid land, i said.

Both of us keep digging for about one meter depth until...

CLANG!

My scoop was hitting something hard. I'm bend down and take a flash light from my pocket. It's a cover. From iron? I said to Garry.

Have no idea, he shook his head.

I'm clearing out soil which covering this iron cover. Once it shows the complete shape, i'm pull the cover up.

Help me will you? I said

Garry and i pull the iron cover up together.

The cover was so heavy, we put it beside the...hole.

My goodness, what is it? Garry take my flash light from the ground and point it to the dark hole below our foot.

It's about one meter for diameter.

Let's check it down, Garry said

No, wait, i said.

I'm taking a can of powder from my pocket and open the cap, pouring it on the top of hole.

The light from flashlight has show us something as i'm thinking before.

There's a small red lights crossing the hole in four direction. It's a sensor light.

What the...this is a sensor light Jim! It means...

Yes, it means he live arround here. This sensor would give a signal to him or her when someone found his trick, so he could be warn and run before we catch him...or her.

He lives arround here?

Yes, the sensor have a maximum range Garry, he can't stay so far if he want to be warn. You better call the other officer soon, but keep it silent, we don't know yet where this bustard live.

Falling of the Angels (Chapter III : Silent Assassin)

Chapter III : Silent Assassin

Tuesday, 09.00 AM

He is wake up suddenly with sweat over his body. That was a creepy nightmare i ever through, he think. He jump off the bed and walk to the bathroom. He is looking to the mirror and surprised with the way of mirror shows what he looked like. Oh my...what is this? He wipe a red liquid covering his neck and smell it. It's blood! He recognized it. With a shaking hands he turn the valve and wipe the blood liquid covering his whole neck with water. He look down to the waste water which coloured red by blood, suddenly the memory of his nightmare is flashing inside his head...


It's me...it's your Mom..can you hear me?
Then a sound of gun...
Blood spreading to walls, floor, and to his face...

Now he held a knife on his left hand...
People arround him walking croudly to him...
Their eyes open but stare him...blankly..
One of them walking to him while trying to pull off the small knife from his chest...no blood drain out from it..


He get up from the bathroom floor. His head feels like blow off his body. How can i... 
He shook his head, grapping his back head and pull his hair. Hoping this old trick could reduce his pain inside his head. But it won't.
He walk down to the kitchen and take an aspirin. He drink it rush with a warm water. Feel better. I have to go to hospital, he think. He walk up back to bathroom and take a bath. A waste water under his foot is somehow still coloured red, but he didn't see it.

Falling of the Angels (Chapter II: The Case)

Chapter II: The Case

Monday, 06.00am

Maybe they were right, a cup of hot coffee and a donut might raise police officer's energy 25 percent in the morning to face the day (some said so), maybe you have seen this in american movies, but i need to figure it out myself whether this may also affect to me. I park my car in a donut's store and walk into it. I order one cup of coffee and donut package, chocolate. I pay them and walking back to my car. I'm heading to the west, to the frozen river in the west border town. The chief has called me this morning, they have found a piece of bone which identified as human's finger, a thumb, he said, while they were searching for a missing children in the west river. I wonder if i could find even one clue in that snowy place, especially in the snow rain like this. I eat my donut and drink the coffee while my car's tires is working hard to adhere on the slippy road.
Criminality level has been raise up during this last 2 years since the last head of police and investigation department, Peter Smith was RIPped. As many as people in this small population town known, Peter Smith is the reason why criminals stay in their home and think to find a job rather than burgling, robbering or kidnapping. He has establish security system for this town, putting camera in every corner's town, train emergency calls for police, build a quick response team, install emergency call's button in every store, and many other things which turn the city becomes the most secure place of the country (i think). People have really appreciate his dedication of job and pouring a hundred flowers on his grave after he died in cancer, two years ago.
I think i won't get my 25 percent energies even though i ate more donuts, not in this killing silent ceremony outside. Some police officers are spread from groups when i pass them to parking my car.

I hope you bring a thick sweater Jim, it's almost -10 degrees out here, Garrison said when i slam the door closed.

Nah, this jacket is warm enough, i said.

Well, i have call forensic after i called you this morning, detective, they already take a sample of dna in the bone and, guess what, it's identic with the dna of Jamie Wandha, missing child number 17, the last.

Crossed check with the families dna?

Sure.

Any finger print?

Not yet found. You want to see this bone? Follow me.

I following Garrison walk through the police line, some police officer greeting me and pleased us to come closer to the finding place. A big stone. Looks like somebody has intentionally putting this stone here in the middle of 4 trees. I come closer to this one and a half meter height stone, just like Garrison did. The width of this unique natural stone is maybe arround one meter.

See this mark? 

Garrison point at the black mark covering about 30 centimeters above the stone, near to finger bone.

Forensic department still can't explain what caused it, but it's look like burned instantly.

Have you try archeolog?

That's why i call you Jimmy, you're the best we've got for this case type.

I'll try my best.

I pull out pinset from my pocket and pick the finger bone slowly.

It's also burned. Killer might throw the other bones away. Have you check arround?

On process Jim, i'll let you know if we find some.

Bring this to forensic check, i'll see you arround.

Ok Jim, see ya.

I'm walking to my car.
BLLAAAAAARRRR!!!!
Two police officers thrown away when a trash bin near the lake is suddenly explode.

Take cover! Take cover! Check arround! Call medic! Remi take first aid box at my trunk! Garrison instruct rapidly.

I close my nose and mouth with hand and move closer to bin.

Jim, watch it! Stay away, let my boys check the location first!

I'm step back and watching arround. All police officers are moving fast, sweeping arround. No, it's a timer, i said to myself. They are already gone now. They are not stupid. I'm sitting, to calm down myself, on a wood chair near to a tree beside small stone road heading to lake, and let people moving crowded on their own. And no one think it as the beginning of something terrible in the future, not them, not even me.

Falling of The Angels (by: Ary Andriadi. S)

Chapter I : The Beginning

Saturday night, 12.00am.
I'm woked up suddenly in a half naked body. I'm running, again, i think, in my dreams. I take a towel and wipe off my sweat for a twenty times since i nap on that sofa for about three hours ago. I throw towel back to the hangers and walking to refrigerator downstair. I open it. Just two bottles coke. Dad never stock many drinks these several days, no apple juices, no mango juices, just coke. I take one and walking back upstair to the top veranda. Wind blows to my face like a giant's blast, refreshing me. I pull out the cap and start to drink it slowly. I took a cigarette from the case and burn it, sucking the smoke deeply to my throat. What a silence night, nice place, home sweet home, whatever, it is real lovely moment out here, at least, until those red flare falling down from up sky above me. What is that? I'm following this falling object with bulge eyes. Is anyone out there seen this but me? The object keep moving lower and lower and lower. And few seconds later....CRRRAAAAKK!!
The object hit the ground. I'm stand still, freezing. I can't see clearly. It's about a hundred meters distance from my home. And a minutes later i see something i will never forget for my entire life.