April

Miller Brown invited me to a party. I talked to him on the phone and told him I wanted to invest in his business. I know that all his charity money is black money that he turned into white by doing charity and investing in other companies. I told him I had a great amount of investment and he told me to come to this party. What information do I have? None, except that this is the address of an apartment that is not his. This can be risky but I have to do it. I drove to the address, my car stopped with the screeching sound of wires and I fell in confusion when I saw that the house was in complete silence, more importantly, it looked like nobody lived in it. It was a large, old mansion with a big yard. It’ll be a lie if I say that I'm not afraid, I am but I have prepared for it for a long time and it's so soon to be my end. The heat of my body starts turning into sweat, I take out my gun and tuck it behind my back in my jeans. 

I stopped at the entrance and saw the huge gate made of metal bars, the rust on the metal bars is speaking of its old age. There is no sign of a party happening at this mansion yet I still pull the gate with my force and enter. Even though I was walking silently, the dry leaves under my boots were making a crunchy sound, and the yard was big enough that I had to walk 5 minutes straight to reach another door. I knocked on the door, seconds passed and I heard nothing so I knocked again. Still, there were no clues so I moved around the house to look for another entrance. There was a back door, I stepped closer when I heard a movement behind me and I turned immediately to find no one. The door was also locked when I tried to open it. what is this fucking nonsense with the place? I pull out my phone from the back pocket of my jeans and read his text again in which he sends me the address. 

“Remember about our meeting bring it to OAKRIDGE ESTATE, MANHATTAN, NY 10003 hoping for our lucky evening…” I read under my breath and I did arrive at the very address now what? I breathed out with frustration and tucked my phone in my pocket again. I stepped out to go back to my car when my feet froze with a realization, in seconds I pulled out my phone and read the text again. He wrote everything in lowercase except the address and on top of it his last sentence was incomplete on Evening with 3 dots which means it's ongoing and not finished. I read the text again when a drop of sweat fell on my thumb and a flashback from my dream hit me again. I looked up at the mansion to realize it was just like the house I saw in my dream, old and rusty where I shot Ray. I snapped and looked in my phone and realized, it was a hidden message! Some words were spelled something.

“Remember, About, It, To… Hoping, Our, Lucky, Evening” I spelled only the words that were spelling a word and it was,

 “Rabit Hole?” I whisper under my breath and my head straightens up to look for something like Rabit Hole. I run towards the back side of the mansion again when it starts getting dark. There were many trees there, it's almost a jungle behind the mansion. I turned on my flashlight when I saw a hint of red and blue lights coming from somewhere. I walked farther and saw a huge old tree with a wide stem and a big rabbit hole. The hole was wide enough, also it looked like a rabbit hole from far away but when I bent down and looked closely it was spacious enough that a person at a time could walk in. I realized he spelled Rabbit wrong just to make me sure that it's not an actual rabbit hole. My heart starts accelerating and my throat becomes dry. I jumped in the hole and fell on my feet, when I looked up I realized it was 6 feet under the ground. Like a grave! No, it's a tunnel. That was not a punchline actually, there was a whole passage and the light was coming from there with a very distant sound that you could only hear after jumping in. It means the party is still far away from here. I exhaled with the realization and walked following the sound, as much as I walked closer to the lights and the sound started getting louder. The passage was long and that's when I reached the stairs that were in an upward direction, the sounds were coming louder from there. The atmosphere is suffocating and the dust is getting into my throat. I stepped up the stairs and the music got louder and I saw an opening. I could hear the “The Devil in I of Slipknot” playing in loud volume. As I stepped on the last stair my head popped out from another hole and I saw a whole other scene there. It was a cave. A rabbit hole now a Cave?? I stepped out and looked here and there, there were so many people, and because of the neon lights, they all looked dark. 

“Miss” a voice behind me knocked me up and I turned to see a tall man in a butler costume standing. “Do you have the right address?” he asked me without even using any expression. I got confused, what should I say? Yes or no? Because this is not the address he gave me. So I found his message and showed it to him, he bent down a little to see and straightened up again, looking satisfied. 

“You have the right address!” he said and I didn’t understand if he was approving the wrong address or telling me that I reached the right address through the wrong address. Why do these fucking mafias have to be so shady? He told me to follow and I followed while analyzing people who were looking at me like they all knew what’s gonna happen to me. They were all in a party dress code while I was wearing jeans and a shirt. I checked my gun and it was ready to shoot at any convenience. Suddenly two girls stopped the butler in front of me.

“Jinny we want four more” They were drunk and returned, not to mention they were twins. 

The butler slightly declined them with a smile. My air was suffocating more and more and I tried to keep my dry throat hydrated as much as I could, I don't know how they all are breathing in this pit.

“Miss Giesha told me to get you both only 15 packets, Apologies ladies,” he said and stepped forward and stopped in front of another small cave covered with a plastic curtain. He gestured to me to go inside. I stepped inside immediately and 4 men were standing, guarding a woman who was standing facing towards the wall and two unidentified men were kneeling in front of her. Just as I stepped further, those guards stopped me and started checking. They pulled out my gun when I stopped them.

“Is it necessary?” I gritted to them and they pulled out from my hand with force and pushed me forward. 

I saw that woman standing in front of me facing the wall, she was wearing a scarf that covered her entire head. 

“Are you Giesha?” I asked directly and I heard her chuckles.

“And you must be April Meyers,” she said and turned around. She had a dagger in her hand that made me alert on my toes. She stepped closer to me and I stayed in my place. Sharp features with siren eyes, taller than me, looked angelic but smelled like blood.

“Gimema Shah” She pulled out her hand and I looked down when I noticed a crown tattoo on her wrist.