Julian's Anger

Renata was in a dark room. She walked through the room looking for a way out, but she never found it. Until she felt the floor become wet, Renata lowered her head, and she saw the figure of a corpse covered in a lot of blood.

"Ah!" cried Renata, waking up from her sleep. Sweat had flooded her whole body.

"What's wrong?" asked someone who entered Renata's room. That figure was Bastian.

"I... I-" Renata's breath caught, her chest rising and falling. "I'm scared," she squeaked.

Bastian walked over to Renata and sat on the side of her bed. "Drink up," he said, handing her a glass of water that had been sitting on the nightstand.

Renata accepted it and gulped it down. "Calm down; everything is fine." Bastian wiped the sweat from Renata's forehead.

"I told you, I killed Charlos. Not you," Bastian said.

Renata sighed as she rubbed her face furiously. "Then why did you come yesterday with a gunshot wound? What happened? And why do I have to hide here?" asked Renata.

"It's nothing important. T