Chapter 102: Chapter 102
“I love you, my son”, said a middle-aged man as he kissed his son on the forehead. “As do I”, then a middle-aged woman kissed her son on his forehead too before they both leave the house, leaving the boy alone inside the house. The boy smiled in bliss as he received the love from both of his parents. Then, the boy headed towards the kitchen. Opening the fridge, the boy took out a glass of milk and chopped watermelon. The boy held the glass of milk with his left hand and the chopped watermelon with his right hand and carefully walked towards the living room.
The boy turned on the tv as he sat on the sofa, relaxingly enjoying the milk and the watermelon. Then, the tv showed the young boy something that was oddly familiar to him. “And now, we’re watching the Daredevil test his fate once more. Free falling without a parachute, how daring is he? Will he survive once more, or will he die this time since he defies fate one after another?” hyped the tv announcer. Immediately after that, the boy saw a young man, eerily similar to himself, fall through the sky. The young man did all sorts of tricks, and finally, he faced the ground face-front.
The boy watched the young man’s expression was in full bliss. The boy clutched his chest, fearing for the young man’s life. However, just as when the young man was about to land face-front into the ground, a sudden gust of wind carried him away. The young man’s body flew far until he finally reached above a deep lake. Then, instead of falling to his death, the young man fell into the deep water, once again surviving. “Phew”, the boy breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the young man surface from the lake. “Woo hoo, the Daredevil survived yet again!” the tv announcer cheered, followed by the audience around.
What seemed strange from the boy’s point of view, the young man did not look happy surviving such an ordeal. After that, the boy felt that he had enough of this show. The boy changed the channel by pressing the remote right next to him. However, the channel did not change and could not change no matter what the boy did. Then, the boy slumped to the sofa, eating his chopped watermelon, sulking while being forced to watch the tv.
The scene inside the tv then changed. The young man was now even younger. The footage from the tv was seemingly from the helicopter while the young man was standing near the edge of a really tall building. The young man seemed to be fully in bliss, feeling the wind. The firefighters below the building were nervous. One of the senior firefighters held a megaphone, “Son, please don’t! You have everything to leave for!” he tried to persuade the young man. The young man deafened his ears as he spread his hands up wide. The helicopter flew across the young man, capturing his expression perfectly. The boy watched the young man close his eyes. Then, as if having no fear, the young man jumped from the top of the building, inciting fear from the one that watched them.
The boy gasped while he watched the young man seemingly fall to his death. The young man blissfully accepted his death before the scene inside the television changed yet again. This time, the boy saw himself inside the tv. The young boy was inside the car with his parents. They were talking about something which the young boy had done wrong the moment before. “You know you can’t do that, right?” the mom scolded the young boy. “But, mom, I was just defending myself. Besides, they bully Tony”, the boy excused while pouting.
The father chuckled, “Don’t be hard so hard on him, dear. The boy had done a good”, he said while driving. The young boy had a smile on his face before it quickly faded, “That did not give an excuse. If you’re going to fight someone, don’t get hurt doing that”, the mom sighed. The father laughed then the young boy started to chuckle. The atmosphere was merry, but it was all just the calm before the storm. The boy watched himself inside the tv with a wide smile. However, it all changed so suddenly.
The scene inside the tv shifted abruptly. The boy watched the tv go black while he heard the scream of the young boy, the father and the mom from the tv. The boy was horrified; he spilt the milk all over the place. The boy was worried about his parents. He immediately headed to the phone and called his parents. “Come on, dad, mom, answer the phone”, the boy gritted his teeth. The boy called his parents again upon seeing that his parents did not answer the phone. The boy called his parents over and over again.
After calling his parents multiple times and them failing to answer the boy, he gave up. The boy slouched down to the floor; sweat drenched the boy while his body was shivering. “Please, dad, mom, be safe”, the boy murmured. “Honey, we’re home”, then, as if his prayer had been answered, the boy heard his parents come home. The boy grim expression turned to joy. He rushed towards the entrance, excited to meet his parents. However, the boy’s expression changed again into horror as he saw the faces of his parents were full of blood.
The boy slipped to the floor; he shivered in fear while he watched his bloodied parents approach him. The boy’s parents face distorted as they called his name repeatedly. “No, don’t come near me. No!” the boy screamed. Then, the area around him blackened. The boy then jolted his eyes open. “Phew, it’s just a dream”, the boy heaved a sigh of relief. The boy found himself still sitting across the tv in his living room.
The boy took the tv remote, wanting to turn off the tv. However, it just did not happen. The boy found watching himself inside the tv growing up. Eventually, he grew up resembling the Daredevil young man that he had seen earlier. The boy saw the struggle of the young man inside the tv. From the death of his parents, bullying he received at school, surviving alone from an early age and the young man desire for death. After a lot of failed attempts of killing himself, the boy watched the young man spite his fate once more.
Since fate did not give the young man death, he decided to live to his fullest. The boy witnessed the young man rise from an ordinary, bullied youth into a successful man capable of moving government in just a short time. And that was the moment the young man found friends, colleagues and love. And just as the young man found normality again, the boy saw someone was plotting against the young man. That plot succeeded, eventually leading to the downfall of the young man. His friends, colleagues and love left him, and the young man eventually got fired alongside many of his people.
Then, the boy saw the young man drink himself to death, bringing an end to his life. After the young man died, the boy watched the tv fizzle out. The boy sighed, he wanted to sip his milk, but a hand suddenly stopped him. “Are you done watching tv, my love?” a woman voice could be heard behind the boy. The boy smiled, finding the voice of his mother soothing. He then turned his head, dropping the jug of milk in his hand when the boy saw the figure of his mother. Sweat dripped from the boy’s forehead as he watched the bloodied figure of his mother was closing in on him.
The boy then heard footsteps approaching him. “My boy, time to sleep!” the boy heard the voice of his father. The boy was glad; he thought that maybe his father could help him. However, he found that his father was the same as his mother, all bloodied up and disfigured. “No!” the boy screamed; he left the living room, running towards his room. Upon arriving at his room, the boy immediately locked the door. The boy curled himself on his bed with tears pouring out from his eyes. Then, the boy heard footsteps closed to him, and he was afraid. The boy was confused, ‘Didn’t I lock the door?’ The boy felt something poking him, shaking him from outside the blanket. Because the boy was afraid, he’s still curled up inside of his blanket. “Wake up, wake up”, said a foreign voice from outside his blanket.
“You’ll catch a cold if you sleep out here”, the owner of the voice continued to poke around. “Ica, come! There’s a blizzard coming!” yelled a young man wearing full-on winter clothing. “Come over here then, Ko”, the girl called Ica shouted out, “There’s an unconscious man here.” The young man approached Ica, “Oh, who is he?” Ica clicked her tongue, “I don’t know, but let’s save him first. As you said, a blizzard is coming.”
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