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The rain that poured down from the early evening Make me and Pichai We ran away from that crazy game until we reached the end of the island. which has only the remains of an old village where people in the area once lived. The wind was blowing so hard that I couldn't hear anyone calling. It's terrifying. Light from the lightning striking in the raging sea!!

Me and 4 other friends, we set off from the shore of the bay. To go to the private island of "Pichai", the son of a famous hotel owner in the province, this weekend. Pichai's father's private island has an ancient building that France built during World War I. It's in perfect condition. It's a beautiful building according to the style. West

If anyone has never seen it, think of the colonial style that is in a foreign country. Its beauty is like that. This island is uninhabited. It would be incorrect to say because in the past there were natives of the island. But when Pichai's family bought the island So he evicted without paying attention and there were problems for a while but it was quiet because of the strength of the money at Phichai's house!

The wooden pier in front of the long beach comes out to welcome clean, white sand that sparkles with light and makes for a pleasant walk. Even though the late morning air is sultry, it's not a problem for us.

“So beautiful, Phichai's island,” Chompunuch, a young woman who loves solitude, shouted. She is in a sexy beach outfit.

“Small Island should say that yesterday I ordered people to prepare fresh food. Leave the dry food aside. More importantly, I ordered the items to be collected after the day we returned. Everything didn't need to be stored or washed. Except for food that you have to make yourself. These are the rules this time!!” Pichai, the son of the island owner, said in a good mood.

“How many rooms are there in that building?” Noppon, a thin young man, is always on his phone and enjoys gambling online.

"Why ? Are you going to run away and gamble online?” Ms. Kung Miss in the small group is a person who always says things that are contrary to what she thinks.

"Kungnang, don't tease Phon or we'll fight again." I shook my head in disgust. Even though we had different personalities, we all came together knowing that we would come to Pichai's private island. ' I'm more excited than everyone. We are in the same faculty and our close friendship makes us one of many groups that the faculty talks about in a not-so-nice way!

Carrying my luggage, I walked with a group of friends with Pichai walking in front of me from the beachfront to the ancient building in less than 5 minutes. It was as beautiful as Pichai talked about, but it looked very worn down, I thought. Is it true that buildings that last a long time must deteriorate? After entering the building, the central hall was renovated to be more modern, not looking as old and shabby as the building outside. While we were separated to rest in our rooms, since it is a large building, there were many rooms, all separated individually. As Pichai informed me while I was changing clothes and removing personal items from my luggage.

Suddenly, under the door of the room was inserted a black piece of paper the size of

A4

folded in half into the room So I hurriedly walked over and picked it up and opened it to read.

'Catch it, guess correctly, who am I? Guessing game who is the villain from Pichai'

I thought that I liked games like this alone. 'Pichai' would definitely like it. It would be fun tonight, I think!

“Screech….!!!” The sound of the shrimp screaming loudly came from outside the room that was in the hallway. I quickly put the black note in my hand on the bed and ran out of the room into the corridor next to mine. The lady shrimp stood trembling and raised her hand to protect her mouth. Her eyes widened and her face looked frightened at what was in front of her. I walked in. That picture! Oh my god! Chompunuch's body was lying in a pool of fresh blood flowing down the floor of the room. There was a long cut on her neck that looked like a knife had cut open a long wound.

“What happened?” I asked, regaining consciousness.

"do not know! I followed Chompoo for a walk as had been arranged and knocked on the door for a long time but it was quiet, so I opened the door and found it…. Huh!!” Shrimp buried her face in my chest and cried, her voice shaking until she felt warm tears seeping through her shirt.

“What happened?” Both Pichai and Noppon ran to the front of Chompoonuch's room, faces wide awake.

“The game you told me about. Has it started? Pichai” Noppon made a face of disdain.

“Crazy, it hasn't even started yet,” Pichai's voice trembled.

“What did you guys bet? Have you gone crazy?” The lady shrimp screamed loudly.

“Are there other people on this island?” I tried to help think of a possible reason.

“No, I ordered you to come pick us up tomorrow morning. Because we will play a game to find the culprit. But it's not like this!!” Pichai kept his head down.

“I'll call the police for you. Waste of my time gambling online I'll go first, it's a waste of time!” Noppon walked away. without paying attention to me

The sound of pouring rain from the sky fluctuated outside. The wind gusts so strong that I'm afraid. Everyone gathered in the dining room around 5:00 p.m. in the central hall. Except for Noppon who was isolated in his room.

"What should we do now? It's raining like this. My shrimp is afraid." The shrimp's voice trembled.

“That guy must have called the police. Now, I'll call the police to check again,” I offered, grabbing my personal cell phone and dialing 191 to report the matter. "...There's no signal. What should I do? I guess there's a storm and there's no cell phone signal," I said.

“But I think Nop didn't call to report the crime because if he really did, the police would probably come in droves,” Pichai offered his opinion.

Now everyone has become a suspect. There are only 4 of us left. If as Pichai said from the beginning that there was only us on this island, then 1 of us must have been the 'killer'. Everyone gathered together had only 'Nopp. N' who has separated himself or is he planning something? Other than what I thought!

“I went up to find Noppon myself and gathered him together to let him know who the 'killer' was.” Pichai got up from the dining table and walked up to the stairs leading to the top of the building for about 10 minutes. Pichai shouted and screamed. I hurriedly put the handkerchief in my pocket and ran after the cry and went up to see.

“Help, Noppon is dead.” Pichai, his face pale and his voice shaking, stood in front of his friend's room. I went to look at the picture in front of me on the bed. Noppon's breathless body was lying on his back on the bed, thick and dark blood flowing out, staining the light-colored bedsheet. The neck area was cut with a deep gash.

"Go back and look at Kung Nang. She's alone," I offered to Pichai before running down the hall.

Picture in front of the dining table Kung Nang sat with her head down on the table. There was a warm blood stain flowing from the small neck. His eyes were closed as if he were dreaming. The blood was still flowing all over the floor. Both Pichai and I looked at each other in confusion.

“Or is there someone else here, someone who wants to kill us?” Pichai was sobered.

“Pichai, we can't stay in this building. Let's escape. It's not safe here.” I looked at my friend's face, which was as pale as paper. Pichai followed me out of the building. We shined our flashlights and walked through the rain to the end of the island to find a place to hide in a deserted village where a few houses would be enough to shelter us for the night. The wind was blowing so hard that we couldn't hear any calls. It was frightening. The light from the lightning strikes. In the crazy sea!! I walked into an abandoned house. We both got wet inside and brought a flashlight to provide light.

'This is my house, I want it back!!' The red letters written on the wall of the house gave me goosebumps.

“What the fuck? I'm not here!” Pichai shouted frantically before a sharp pain in both ankles caused him to lose control and fall.

yes! It's a pocket knife used to kill everyone today. The game is fun. I don't think Pichai will like it like I do. I looked at the anesthesia-soaked handkerchief in my hand from my trouser pocket, and the pungent smell of the drug had greatly faded, but it was enough for 'Pichai' to fall asleep happily before dying without suffering!

“In the past, there used to be natives of the island, but when Pichai's family bought the island, they evicted them without paying attention. There was a problem for a while but then it went quiet. Because of the strength of the money at Ban Phichai!”