Thou Shall Not Kill

Prologue

How I will make my revenge? Simple lang.

I will kill them.

I will let their blood run down through their skin. I will let their tears dry up at their very own face. I will let their eyes see the face they've hurt years ago. I will let them remember my face for the last time before they meet their loving death.

I stared at the picture placed on my study table. I was happy back then.

My smile, my laughter, my emotions, they were all genuine.

Were.

Because now they are gone. All I feel is the eagerness to take revenge for what they have done to me and my family years ago. I want them to suffer like I did. I want them to die.

I grab my 12-Tactical Bowie Survival hunting knife, wore my leather jacket, grab my mask and keys, at lumabas ako sa aking apartment.

Sumakay ako sa aking motor at pinaandar iyon.

I'll let them perish one by one. I will do it myself.

Nakarating ako sa isang liblib sa kalye, sa tapat nang isang maliit ngunit bagong paupahang silid.

I've been observing this place for the past 2 weeks and plotting my plan of killing the person whose living in the room 7.

I look at my watch, it's 11 o'clock. I smirked, let the revenge begin.

Pumunta ako sa likod nang bahay. Sa pagkakaalam ko, walang nagbabantay rito at paminsan minsan lang pumupunta ang may-ari upang maningil nang upa. Probably after this night, she will never set her foot here knowing that someone will die here tonight.

Luckily, the back door was open. Pssh, careless idiots.

I went in and look for room number 7. Nang nakita ko and silid, napangiti ako, humanda kang hayop ka.

I tried to open the door but it's locked. Oh, still out partying or in deep slumber now.

I picked the lock using my hairpin. Slowly but surely, the doorknob clicked.

I slowly stepped inside, the bastard's not here, so he's still out partying. Him being drunk could be my advantage, pag lasing hindi niya ko ma mumukhaan. Even if he recognizes me, I have no worries because I will make sure that he will eventually die. I closed the door quitely.

I sat on his blue bean bag, I check his room. He's neat, organized, and particulate. That's why they perfected their crime years ago, because of him. My eyes darted on a picture frame hanging on the wall. The criminals.

I felt my anger; my emotions rise up to the absolute. Maghintay lang kayo, uubusin ko kayo isa-isa. Mamamatay kayong nagsisisi at umiiyak.