Betrayed

Nicole rides in Syimmi’s car while Yura rides his motorcycle, leaving Augustus to ride in his car. The four friends arrive at Harry’s workshop at the same time.

Yura gets off his motorcycle and takes his helmet off, murmuring, “this workshop is literally in the middle of nowhere.”

The windows of the workshop were tinted, giving it an ominous look. Chills went up Yura’s spine and he shuddered. Augustus pats him on the back and Yura jumps with a yelp. “What’s gotten into you?” Augustus asks him with a raised eyebrow. A grin curls Augustus’s lips.

“Come on,” Syimmi says, Nicole beside her. “Let’s get inside.” The two girls step forward towards the workshop. Yura and Augustus look at each other before trailing behind them.

Nicole twists the doorknob and gasps. “It’s not locked,” she whispers to Syimmi. Nicole pushes the door slowly and it creaks, making her heart skip a beat. She opens the door widely and finds Harry’s younger sister sitting on a stool, her right foot crossed over the left. She smiles broadly at the four friends.

“It’s about time,” she says, stepping off the stool. “I’ve been coming here every day just to welcome your arrival. I wouldn’t have done it if Harry hadn’t insisted.”

“What’re we here for, Nina?” Augustus asks, annoyed and creeped out. Nina doesn’t drop her smile. She flips her hair and points to a wooden door located at the end of the workshop.

“That key,” Nina says, pointing to the key in Yura’s hand. “Is for that door. Unlock that door and you’ll fulfil Harry’s last wish.”

Nina walks slowly towards them and whispers, “enjoy.” And with that, she leaves the workshop, closing the door behind her. The four friends stare at each other, not able to get anything out of their mouths.

“Should we?” Syimmi asks.

“Well we’ve come this far, haven’t we?” Yura says, stepping forward and walking towards the door Nina had pointed. The three friends slowly trial behind him.

Yura inserted the key in the keyhole and twisted the key slowly. The door unlocked at Yura gasped. “What’re you waiting for?” Augustus then asked. “Open it!”

Yura’s heart beat at full speed. He shut his eyes and twisted the doorknob, opening the door. Syimmi gasped loudly at the sight of what was behind the door. There laid Yvonne in a pool of blood, her hands chained to the walls and a deep cut in her chest.

“Wh-What?” Yura stammers. He steps back.

“Why would Harry want us to see this?” Augustus whispers his question, his blood running cold. Sweat pour down Nicole’s forehead.

Suddenly, the faint sound of sirens could be heard from afar. The four friends are now alarmed. Yura rushes to the tinted windows and sure enough, he could see police cars in the driveway. He turns back to his friends, his face deadly pale.

“We’ve been framed.”

 -End.