The facility is white, everywhere is white. It's soo brightly white that even speck of dust can be seen easily once it landed. While you gaze around this emptiness of the world, a group of white coat lab scientist was pacing toward in a direction that leads them to the security camera room. There was a panic-stricken on their face as they crash in without any warning toward slacken-off guards. 

"What happen, doctor?"

Scientist at the front which has wrinkle face together with messy white perm hair ignore his fellow scientists behind as his eyes were searching at the certain camera which there was a creature about to die. 

"Silence! Bring me the microphone." The respectable old man grabs the microphone on the table and starts announcing while still keeping his eyes on the screen. The creature from the camera which belonged to a certain glass room was huddle on the bed motionlessly. It hugs itself into a ball shape, the flesh across its body was rotting as it fell on the bed messily. The doctor named Professor Gratz suppose to be responsible for this creature well being, but again, his creation in an attempt to create a perfect evolution being yet again failed. How much more does he need to reach his perfection ideal dream? It's been more than 5 years he's been taking care of this creature and just he thinks the creation already reaches its result, he did not think this would happen. 

"Although it's ashamed for not being able to stay this long, we cannot let the germ on its dead body spreading in our facility. " Professor said regretfully and disappointment was plaster on his face. " Attention all execution facility, terminate special subject: PROMETHEUS, I repeat."

Inside the glass room, where the creature still huddling in a rotten state, without anyone noticing was smirking madly. Another moment the creature was surrounded by a dozen of people in black protection coat, behind them was a container filled with gasoline that was attached with many hosen, they stood before the dying creature. There was no mercy in their eyes as they look at the creature with just simple pure disgust as they turn on the hose which shot out a frightening roar of fire, targeting on the bed.   

It did not take long enough as the spot that they were targeting was turn into smoke ashes. They smile in satisfaction, so the creature limb that crawling away silently behind them. 

No one knows, today, the end of the subject test: PROMETHEUS, was the beginning chapter of its...no....his life instead. 

It wriggling quietly without anyone notice as it hand pull the ventilation net and enter, successfully escaping smoothly. while the researchers were frustrated at their another failed attempt subject, the creature with pale dried limb was enjoying his first-time sensation of outside world air.

"Now, where do I start? " a pair of smirking lips sprout at the palm of his limb. "Oh, stealing someone's faces.. What a brilliant. "

The limb continues crawling straight, going down thick forest hill that it secretly heading toward a certain quiet and peaceful town, which is where a certain young adult woman enjoying her solitude life, currently.

The storm is about to brew.

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A ring from an open door welcome a woman in early twenty as she hurriedly enters inside, she has long braided leather black hair that was now wet due to the storm outside of the premises. She was unfortunate for not brought an umbrella together with her or maybe it was her fault to not check the weather forecast first thing in the morning before leaving for the meeting.

"What a storm today, how about order something first while waiting it faded away?" A brownish short hair with mustaches guy behind the counter made of wood was wiping a cup as he put it back to its rack. Smiling as a part of serving. "I'm sure some of my special drinks can warm you up."

"Is that for self-advertising while taking advantage of my unfortunate situation, Simon?" She said while pronouncing his name in a french way, which made a guy on the counter instantly burst into laughter as he saw she pulled her boot and pour out the water into a nearby plant.  

"You know me, ma chérie." He said while smoothly start to ground another cup of coffee for the new customer. "Should I change the atmosphere for you?"

She looks around to see no one and nodded as she takes a seat nearby counter, he also smiles and went to the computer under his counter that he rarely open just for a young lady before him. As soon as he clicked it, music speakers that secretly hidden behind the potted plant began to play. The music was played, it had no lyric but it had a beat that she likes to hear it whenever she was lacking idea or motivation to stay in silence. 

"You see, little Neesa, since you recommended me some of this lofi-hip hop thing, randomly some of the newcomer come and visited, thanks to that this premise can continue." He said gleefully and pour out the black and brown drinks that allure a fragrance of fresh fruity and earthy smell as he adds some milk to lighten up the harsh of dark color, bringing out a caramel to light brown color instead. "Another project for your book to publish?"

"Yep, try to 'brewing' some idea a bit." She cheekily smiles as she shows him a book she bought from the bookstore before. 

"Is that a pun I hear?" Simon amused. He put the coffee before her, both of them laugh as they were accompanied by a relaxing pitter-patter of the rain and nice beat of lofi hip-hop music. 

Without notice of how much time had passed, she abruptly realized it was already evening and paid the barista as she needs to hurriedly go back home. In her point of view, night time is always a bad time for her, many books and novels already prove it.

Ignoring the squelching sound of her boots, she was about to reach the bus stop when suddenly all TV from station store brightening out next to her, froze her from her track as the TV brought her the news.

"Hello and welcome back to Channel Z, I'm Diana Foxy, and I here to bring you the crisis news. According to our latest information, there has been a serial murder happening around the edge side of  Calbar Town forest, Police found 3 dead bodies near a forest where they were considered to be working as rangers. But the most shocking thing was that when the body was found, they not only died from the loss of blood, but their faces were taken and they could not be found." 

Neesa still stood in front of the screen and did not move. Instead, return to lift her feet to the bus stop, her hands were busy writing and taking note at every single thing she had been hearing from the news, as a writer, this is an idea that might help her new project genre.

"As the police are still investigating, residents are not required to spend time outside the house, cancel your activities, and keep the door locked."

"Yeah...sure...after this.. done..!" She smiles at her note as she stops jotted down, but then her heartbeat stops as she suddenly hears a faint squelching sound nearby the ally just next to this TV Station building in front of her, that's not from her boots. She stays still, her eyes still on the book in her hands, although she usually lifts her head instantly to see what's going on, something was telling her gut not to dare a bit.

A groan, a painful one was resounding in the alley, soon the smell of blood sticks to the nose. It failed her as she immediately lifts her head and saw an 8-foot-tall shadowy man, bent over to the man lifeless bloody body that sliding on the wall. It made her faintly gasped as she clamped her mouth, unfortunately, the shadowy figure heard and glance back at her in a snap. That's when Neesa decides to make a thousand steps, running as fast as she could without looking back. Unlike characters who are often stunned like an idiot, Neesa does not waste time and immediately jumps into a bus that just happens to be right on the time.

The bus driver was so shocked by the appearance of panic Neesa, she pants and screamed at the conductor to move quickly. 

"Go! go! go!" Neesa sounding begging next to the driver which made him also panic without reason and immediately press his foot, "Did it follow?"

As the bus still moving forward in fast speed, she cautiously turns back her head and glances the road she just left behind. There is no one following which she felt thankful, however, there's no way she going to ignore the threatening situation that easily as she press call on her phone.

"Hello 911 emergency, how can I help you?"

Since that day, without being known by Neesa, her peaceful solitary life was about to end on that bloody day.

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Days already passed by since that accident happen, Neesa slowly relaxes herself a bit, thinking maybe that murderer never had a chance to remember her face. How she would wish it was true so she can be ignored being over paranoid to go hanging her drying clothe or maybe to throw her trash away without scrambling like a tail on fire. Currently, she was staying in a quite fair rent-paying apartment, hidden secretly between two tall buildings. Sitting on the cozy chair with an extra pillow on her back, she was wearing a black tank-top and shorts.

She stretched as she yawns lazily, her manuscript almost done but her drowsiness driving her crazy that she decides to drink another cup of coffee while changing the mood of music from relaxing to pump-up like a pop song. After a gulp, she exhales in freshness and about to launch her storm brain tapping-keyboard movement when a knock suddenly could be heard from her door. Neesa with baggy eyes look at the clock on the computer, it was nearly midnight, did she accidentally disturb her neighbor? She did not wear any headphones at all, so it might be it. 

She went to the door with her apology speech already prepared in her mind. She peeps into the hole and stopped to turn the knob when there was a guy with a neat collar shirt was stood before her door, he was a neighbor from a few next rooms away from her, did she open her music that loudly ...? No, her neighbor right next to her which was a family was having a vacation in Malibu while the other next was a bartender, so there is no way they would come to complain her any disturbances. But this guy comes instead, without even informed by calling her, of course, she knew who he was and his name is Mike, she decides he was nothing more than an acquaintance and she does greet him like a usual good neighbor. But seeing him coming at the strange hour, bringing unsettling feeling inside her gut, the novel experience moment came rushing into her head like a crashing wave of the river. 

So Neesa concludes to never open for any unexpected visitor, especially at this late hour. As much creepy as it is, the guy only stood there for a while as he was combing his golden messy hair. But as if Mike knew she was in front of the door, he called her and ask her if she could low the volume of her sound speaker. Without answering him, she went to lower the volume but then coming back with this time leaning on the wall so he cannot see her shadow at underneath door, she realizes at how he notices her presence and decide to play smart. 

"And Neesa, can I talk with you for a bit?" He asking her with a sickly tone as if to cooed a child coming closer, which Neesa felt strongly annoying. But still, it secretly scared her as she felt heartbeat and tension rise deepen within her. 

"What did you want Mike?" Neesa replied with her back still leaning on the wall never dare to approach the door. The man out of her door right now usually also came back home late, she may seem ignorant about to having socialized with certain people, but if it is about their work and habit or maybe status, she had already held many information of it thanks to her landlord who loves chatting or maybe gossip with Neesa at dobby whenever she was extremely lazy to deal with her laundry.

The landlord once mentions by giving warning to Neesa not to engage herself with Mike even though he looks like a fine gentleman, he often had found him together with different women every week. Which landlord instantly deduct Mike whether he some kind of playboy or worst.

"Come on Neesa, it's not nice talking without having face-to-face." Mike playfully whisper to the door ledge. However Neesa, nearly want to curse as goosebump running through her skin, sorry, she is not some ASMR fan of boyfriend simulation. 

(A/n:......fine.)

"So what? I don't have a mood to dealing with anyone right now, Mike. What do you want to talk with me, anyway?" Neesa was very cautious this time, she had to do something not to let an unfortunate situation happen to her as an independent woman without a relative. Should she call the emergency or the guard of this apartment? But with this gentleman confidence attitude, she bet he had something else hidden in his sleeves...or maybe just a stupid drunk?, just for safety measure without extremity, she decides to dial and send message to the guard first, Deva. Since the guard was the only woman of this building, the strong buff lady kindly shares her number to Neesa in case, she sure by letting Deva combo with her partner, the male guard, affirmatively her safeties can be assured. 

While still not answer Mike sickly disgusting attention she was shocked when suddenly the knob of her door turn in, her automatic reaction is to slam her body to the door and made sure it never open, unfortunately, her woman strength are something everyone could predict as Mike also push back the door again with his own force.

"What the fuck Mike!!? Why the heck do you have my key?!"She cried. Struggling to keep her stance as she has been pushed back also. The adrenalin running through her that she did not realize as she loses her footing and fell back on her butt. 

The door was slam open and Mike was stood there victoriously as he enters and slowly closes the door behind him. There was a unnerving smile plaster on his lips as he watches over  her trembling figure. She, however, glare him back in fearful way as she grabs something under her shoe locker which was next to her.

"Now where the best part if you ditch me like some sort of loser."  He ragged breath as he said each word. He has been targetting her for a while since he noticed her real-life status. She lived alone, no bothersome neighbors are around this floor now and she has no one come at her home right now, a perfect plan to having fun without any disruption.

As his hand about to reach her, Neesa's hand which was from under the shoe rack immediately pull out a tin of spray, directing it toward Mike's face. He reacted by slapping the tin away from his face, leaving Neesa vulnerable. 

Stunned as she watched her final shot in an attempt to protect herself rolled to the other side, far away from her reach. Abruptly, out of nowhere, she felt an intense pain on her face that behind of her head hit strongly on the floor, Mike fist still continue to hit her mercilessly because of her attempt to get rid of him. 

Neesa can taste a rusty iron in her mouth, his punch made her bellow lips crack and bleed. She can hear ringing in her head as she pried her eyes open to see Mike's awfully gleeful smile. 

Ah...Am I going to end like this?

 Everything in front of her becomes blacken as she feels her consciousness slip away. While her face continues to receive hits with tremendous force, unknowingly a doorknob behind them turned in, releasing a sound of noticeable creak. The last thing before she can entirely pass out, a huge figure with unexplainable tentacles crawling silently toward Mike from behind. Silently but instantaneously Mike expression that filled with wickedness had found disappear before her eyes in a blink, only to find herself to meet with the headless body instead.

The warm liquid splatter on her cheeks, dripping down to her chin like a tear, but except, these tears were dyed in fresh crimson color. The strange sensation arouses her unconsciousness as she can feel something wrapping around her waist, lifting her limping body as if weightless less than a mere rag doll. Her body was shaking gently in a childish way that she had her eyes open with blurry vision. 

The blurriness brought her into puzzlement as she finds the figure was quite to called a human neither normal animal. If that so...what in the world is she seeing right now?

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A/n: How are you guys doing? Rotting in your home? Enjoy? Lol ?