DEATH WARRANT
SWEAT IS CONFUSING

What the hell is going on? The question keeps on spinning in the mind. There's a big tree right behind the shed. There's nothing around him. The night wind was so soft as to cut my skin.

I just saw the burn marks where they said they were.

I approached the burnt place and then felt its mark. "The stump!'' I'm closing my nose. This is a corpse that was burned with hard water.

I stood with my hands on my waist. When viewed from its burn marks, it happened about an hour ago. What the hell is going on? I remember the end of Amelia Earhart's hell records. In the record it is not written that he died of fire, but his body was cut into pieces. I again felt his scar was no longer visible from Amelia Earhart's body at all. His body is already burned.

Maybe Hana burned Amelia's body...

I went back into the barn after being swept away by a disturbing thought.

''Nanda, I didn't see Amelia's body... Why are there burnt marks there?'' I asked him when I got to the barn.

Nanda just kept quiet by turning his lips towards Hana's members.

''What did Hana burn?''

''...We burned the body, Senior, but we did it because Captain Hana ordered it." Answer the one who is down.

"Well! Did you guys make sure whose body it was?''

"No, according to Captain Hana it was a body. Therefore he ordered us to burn it directly!''

''Huh... Why did he burn it? How can you be called a cop!'' I snapped at the three of them.

''There are actually problems that you do not know about, '' said Nanda. ''The agency wants Amelia found suicidal... They had already prepared a story for it. Then they asked to bury it directly.''

''Ahhh! Whatchu mean... Isn't that against the rules.''

''As for what you want to say, that's obviously a direct order from the superiors. While not yet open in public space what harm they hide the fact Amelia Earhart is one of the victims of murder. You're like a member just now, not knowing such a thing.''

I was silent for a moment thinking about his words, it turns out they had already talked about this when I was in Bali. ''To keep the shares of the company they dare to hide the facts of civilians. Nanda, that was a very disgusting act.''

''It's none of my business!'' Rebuttals.

''Then why did Hana directly burn it? What's wrong with the body being examined first!''

''You want to know the answer.'' Nanda clamped a piece of paper between his fingers. ''Look at this!''

''What is Ha-Hana's record of hell...''

''Yes, want to read it...''

I approached Nanda and read it.

...Hana's Hell Note...

When I found Amelia Earhart's body. Whatever happens, I'll burn it. I don't care if it's against the law or not. I just want the body burned.

Hana's Hell Note is written on a two-sheet paper folded in half. Not much is written there. And even more strangely, at the end of the unwritten record of Hana's death.

Of all the hell records that were obtained, all ended in death. But Hana is different and on the paper there are no traces of blood as a condition of performing the ritual.

Unanswered questions piled up in my head.

New questions are back hunting in my head. Is this a trick. That's all that's stuck in my head.

How can of all the victims, only Hana is the only one who is still alive after becoming Jara's puppet. I don't know why. It's not a good thing...

After reading the note I looked at Nanda with eyes full of confusion. ''What does this mean? In-where did you get this note?''

Nanda didn't seem to care much about the question I asked. He looked like he wanted to pounce on the man standing in front of him. ''How can this note be in your pocket?'' Nanda asked one of Hana's members.

A pocket? As long as I went to the back of the barn it turned out that he was checking on all three members of Hana. It was very unexpected the way he thought.

''I don't know inspector!'' The man Nanda asked.

''That note you held, I got from him...'' Nanda finally answered. He pointed at one of the members of Hana then turned to look at the other two people. ''I want you two to wait outside!''

''Fine inspector!'' Answer them and leave the three of us.

I just kept watching a man stay. A tall man, his hair cut out almost no more. She wasn't wearing a uniform so I couldn't guess her rank, which was obvious that if she called Hana senior, it must be her rank far below mine.

In the shabby room that was only illuminated by a makeshift light Nanda looked so serious, she seemed to give off an aura of anger. Just this time I saw those red eyes. It's not a good thing. ''Nanda, what do you want to do? Don't tell me you want to suck...''

''I'm not that stupid!'' Cut it out loud, but the view does not shift from the man.

Actually I know he's not that stupid to get information from Hana's members, but no matter how good he is at self-control, I don't want him out of control on this stabbing night.

After a moment of silence Nanda pulled out her phone and said.09 Where are you? Then go and check the cctv at the police station where Hana works, I want you to check the footage within three days ago, Nanda looked at the members of Hana. ''what's your name?''

''Sergeant Radit Mulya, inspector!'' Answer the members of Hana.

''Check who comes to report to the police named Radit Mulya, surely he came to slip this note!'' Nanda ended the call with someone.

I just kept quiet, didn't give any response.

Nanda rubbed his hair, the scar on his white face bent, You really don't know how the hell record is on you, Sergeant Radit?''

''I'm not lying Inspector.'' The answer is firm and quick.

''How close are you to Hana?'' Ask Nanda.

''I always worked under his orders, between the three of us... I'm the one who's been with Captain Hana the most. Inspector, that's probably why Jara slipped the note on me.'' The answer.

I looked at Nanda who was thinking hard, her hand leaning against her chin.

''Nanda, don't-don't he...?'' My heart after reading Hana's hell note a second time.

He looked at me. ''Seems like... Sergeant you already know about this magical power right?''

The sergeant nodded.

''If you really don't know why the note is on you, I can make sure you're also a puppet. I didn't know when you'd die... Sergeant, obviously if I become Jara, I will kill you. So, what are you going to do?''

Sergeant Radit just kept silent unable to say.

''Can't we save him!'' I broke up the conversation between them. ''Sergeant, you have to get away from here!'' My welcome.

Nanda's right, Jara will definitely kill him. I turned my head around guessing where Jara hid Sergeant Radit's hell records. A stomach? Not likely... A home? A car? Whereabouts?

Yeah, I would

''Sergeant! He could've hidden that record in your house or anywhere, we don't know. Right you should go to places he doesn't know!!'' Just keep me up after thinking for a moment.

''Inspector, I heard from the meeting in the office earlier, did not Jara need blood from the victim to perform his ritual? I feel like I haven't been hurt in a month, he might not be after me, right?'' Get Sergeant Radit.

''If you hadn't controlled it, you would have known when this note was on you, but you said you didn't know right? How?'' Nanda silently let out a long breath. His face looks so sloppy. ''That blood assumption doesn't seem to apply anymore.'' After being quiet for a while.

I nodded in agreement with his opinion.

''What do you mean, inspector? Not that at the meeting earlier, blood was the only way he controlled the victim!''

''Look at this paper!'' My legow.

Sergeant and Nanda saw me holding Hana's hell records. ''This hellish record... There's no blood. I've kissed this sheet, something's awkward. We need a forensics team to make sure.''

''Like that... Hell's record was no blood, maybe Hana was controlled using sweat, for sure.'' Answer Nanda confidently.

''How can it? What the hell is going on? Nanda, whether Riko has told you about Hana, it could be that the note is in her stomach.''

''You want to say the note you're holding is just a hoax... Sure enough, he's not that stupid, Misya.'' Nanda smiled. That smile seemed like a very frustrated person. ''So Misya, No need to wait for news from Riko, the note will not be there, but try to see the middle of the note, the paper was bent like wet by something. Yes, it must be sweat, if not sweat.maybe it was spit, which must have been a liquid object...'' Answer Nanda.