C8 (1/2)

After Samit said this, I quickly followed him. The imam also took a cloth bag and followed us.

Just as he walked out, Samit stopped in his tracks. He asked the Imam, do you have any hammers, axes or such?

When the imam asked him what he was doing, he said, ”Don't worry about it. Bring it here.”

The imam ran back. In less than a minute, it took out a shining axe and gave it to Samit.

I thought, What the hell is this imam doing? How could there be an axe hidden in the place of worship?

We got in the car and ran all the way. My heart was pounding fast, I didn't know what was going on with Second Uncle, I just hoped that he would stay honest and not hurt my aunt.

Reaching that place, we got off the cars and walked straight towards Second Uncle's House's main entrance.

With the axe in hand, Samit knocked on the door, but no one came out to open it.

I leaned close to the crack of the door and listened carefully. I didn't hear any sound. Didn't Second Uncle wake up? He should have cried and made a ruckus. Why was it so quiet? Could something have happened?

Thinking of this, my heart skipped a beat.

Samit knocked on the door a few times, but still did not receive a reply. It was only at this moment that I understood why he was holding the axe.

He used the sharpest part of the axe to crack open the door. That strike of his was definitely powerful and heavy. Something fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

There was no need to ask, it must have been the latch.

He couldn't help but admire Samit's foresight. He must have thought that Second Uncle would intentionally lock the door and prepare to commit murder after waking up.

Even the imam looked at him with envy.

Samit raised his axe and kicked the door open, and we entered together.

As soon as I entered, I saw a portrait on a table on the first floor. Beside it was an incense burner with three incense sticks in it.

I hurried over to see what was going on. Hadn't the imam locked me in the closet? Why did the image appear again?

When the imam saw this portrait, his face turned pale with fright. He said something I didn't understand, and Samit couldn't even bother to translate it for me.

But from the imam's expression, I could guess that it was a bad thing.

This villa was very big to begin with. Normally, it was frighteningly quiet. Now that someone had suddenly disappeared, it was so quiet that it sent chills down one's spine.

Samit was no longer as reckless as before, instead he carefully looked around.

When we were sure that there was no one on the first floor, we went to the second floor. After we went up to the second floor, we still did not see anyone.

The three of us walked towards the bedroom side by side, but at that moment, a gust of wind suddenly came from behind us. Before I could even react, Samit used his elbow and sent me flying, falling on the ground in pain.

It was only until I raised my head, that I saw that the gale behind him was actually Second Uncle. He held a shiny kitchen knife in his hand, and with a twisted expression, he slashed at Samit, who used an axe to catch his kitchen knife, producing an unpleasant sound of metal striking metal.

Seeing that he was not being attacked, the Second Uncle became even more energetic, waving his kitchen knife as if he was going to lose his life, he slashed at Samit.

Although Samit dodged it, the Second Uncle had such a ferocious momentum. If he were to take off his hand and bounce on someone, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The Imam didn't stay idle either. He picked up the red rope from the ground and quietly walked towards Second Uncle, then like a dead dog, he strangled Second Uncle's neck and retreated backwards.