This made Mr Belton more puzzled and angry simultaneously.
He was in a drunk state but somehow still believed that it was Milo doing all this.
He had enough of all these events.
Belton thought of these as Milo's pranks.
He thought of a scenario where Milo stole money from his briefcase and gave it to both Fletcher and Johnny.
For an exchange of money, they might have arranged this party to play with my mind.
Little did he know that the poor child was still lying helpless on that bed, perhaps in a deep sleep.
He picked up a fork from a nearby table. He didn't want to do what he was thinking but alcohol and anger really had a bad effect on him at that moment.
He was told multiple times by his wife and colleagues to leave alcohol and get mental therapy and anger management classes.
He pay less attention to that because his primary goal was to reach sky rocket with his company for sales.
Alcohol was a coping mechanism for him when someone gave him bad news regarding the business.
He approached the imposter Milo (Johnny) and tried to silently take the fork out.
"Don't you even try, you liar & traitor." The imposter Milo's face turned demonic.
His head rotated 180 and facial expressions were really haunting.
"Woah-" Mr Belton said and fell apart at a distance, his heart beat getting maximum.
"I knew you were never honest just like your clients." The fake Milo said in a creepy voice and crying eyes.
"Look Milo. You are getting me wrong." Mr Belton said hiding the fork.
"I know what you are hiding dad. I also have the news that you married mom just for her wealth and now that you gained her love and trust. You would plan to kill her someday and marry that secret girlfriend you kept hidden." Milo said all this in a quick way.
"Enough kid. Stay in your damn limits." Mr Belton said with pure aggression.
"What are you gonna do about it? Hit me with that tiny useless fork." Imposter Milo said with a creepy grin.
Before any second thoughts, Belton attacked fake Milo with full force towards his heart.
The fake Milo fell to the floor hard, his smile still on.
He stabbed him multiple times on the heart and neck repeatedly.
This time the smile vanished and it felt like his lights were out.
Belton got up from the other body and started heading towards the stairs on which there was a spotlight that appeared gloomy and white.
He thought that it was a way to escape that illusion.
He left that floor and came downstairs.
He saw that there were 7 doors Infront of him.
He had no clue which door to open.
Before he could decide a particular door, he heard a haunting voice from the back.
"You really thought that was it?" Milo's voice came echoing from all sides.
Belton looked around and saw multiple Milo's.
The real imposter Milo aka Johnny came from the front with a smile that was hanging creepily over his complete face.
He looked closely and saw that the fork was still stabbed hard on his chest. The blood was dropping at a very high speed.
Suddenly all the floor filled up with the blood.
Belton was entrapped in the complete blood. He tried to cry for help but his voice got missing.
There was a tremendous shrill in the complete hall.
He closed his eyes out of fear.
When silence took over, he reopened his eyes just to see the unreal Milo standing in front of him.
After that the imposter Milo went across his soul with a shrilling cry.
Belton hit the side of the door with a huge force.
He couldn't feel his heart and thought his back was broken as well.
"Father, it is not as easy as it looks." The imposter Milo said with complete redness in his eyes.
This was the first time Belton felt afraid for his actions.
Strange melancholy music started playing around.
"You will pay for everything." Milo aka Johnny said with a loud voice, vanishing with a creepy smile filled with blood and red eyes.
"Hey kiddo, I am sorry." Mr Belton said, crying and weeping with his head fixed into his knees.
He really was feeling bad and accountable for what he did to the poor kid.
"Too late Mr Belton." A familiar voice came from behind.
When Belton slowly raised his head, he was surprised to see that all the lights were on at the function with Fletcher said in front of him with a huge stick.
"What's the matter Belton? You don't seem to enjoy the party." Fletcher said with a half smile.
"Please let me go, I want to see my wife and kids." Mr Belton said with a weeping voice.
"Here you go." Fletcher said, clapping his hands twice.
A big screen appeared beside him, showing the real Milo heading to the bathroom with dragging knees, Mino snoring in his sleep and Belton's wife standing worried in front of the door with her phone.
"Please let me go. I don't want no freakin money." Mr Belton said, getting on his knees and pleading Fletcher to let him go.
When Belton opened his eyes, he found himself in the street he shifted along with his family.
Belton took a bit of relief, but he was somehow angry and hungry as well.
He wanted to eat a meal and also give another harsh treatment to Milo, knowing well he did nothing wrong.
What he was clueless about was all that he was seeing was a mere mirage; he was standing in the same place.
He quickly ran towards his house and started knocking on the door.
His wife, who was a mirage as well, opened the door quickly and hugged him tightly.
"I am sorry honey, I should have trusted you. I promise I would leave drugs and be a better human for the family." Belton hugged her tightly, brushing his fingers through her hair.
"Too late baby, too.... too...late." The illusional wife responded in a creepy way.
Suddenly her scalp fell downwards.
This shook Belton again and he fell to the floor with a huge cry.
The lights went off again for a solid 10 seconds.
Later, when they got restored.
Belton saw that there was a spotlight on a table where Belton was seated, lighting a cigar.
Belton crawled towards the table like a baby looking for his parents.
"Hey, please stop with these. I have been punished enough." Mr Belton said while he was trying to control his emotions.
"We would play a small game." Fletcher said, having a puff from the cigar.
"What kind of game? Please let me leave." Belton said with crying eyes.
"You don't decide the rules here." Fletcher said angrily, knocking on the table.
"Alri-" Belton said before he was interrupted.
"Please be seated." Fletcher said in a friendly tone.
Mr Belton did as commanded by Fletcher.
So, we play a small game of truth & dare and then a little hide and seek.
"Whatever you say sir." Belton said with crying hands.
"Would you like to hear the rules or just head at it directly." Fletcher said with a normal smile.
"Please tell me some of them." Belton said helplessly, looking at Fletcher.
"Oh, silly billy. Don't be stupid. Never play a game without knowing the rules." Fletcher said, placing his hands on the table.
"Alright Fletcher. Tell me." Belton said, sitting carefully.
"So, the rules are simple. Truth or dare. You don't get the chance to choose dares or else I choose death as the first dare for you, my highness." Fletcher said, lighting the cigar again.
"Ahm...alright and more?" Belton said, getting even more terrified.
"I would ask you questions which you should tell me crystal clear with truth. Don't think you can escape if you lie to me, I already know the damn truth." Fletcher said with a smile, his face turned demonic.
"Okay sir. What about the second one?" Belton said with a slight pause.
"About that. I would give you 10 seconds each time and you will have to hide. If I find you, I will remove one of your organs." Fletcher said, putting his revolver on the table and lighting the cigar again.
"Ready?" Fletcher continued with a pause.
"Ready..." Belton quickly responded.
"So why did you decide to abduct the daughter of Mr Ken when he had already sent you the money?" Fletcher said, putting his cigar off.
"Hmm....I was feeling threatened by his actions." Belton said, shivering and looking down.
"I ALREADY WARNED YOU NOT LIE TO ME, U CLOWN. DONT EVEN DARE." Fletcher said with a loud voice, his face turning completely horrific.
"Alright sorry sorry. I did that to show dominance." Belton said, shivering even more.
"Poor creature. Domination? Huh." Fletcher said, taking another cigar out of his pockets.
"Now tell me how many shares you have stolen from the company? Don't you even dare to deal in lies or else I will pull the buzzer, and Zanz will hunt you down."
(Zanz was a particular demonic creature with wings and sharp claws. He was a carnivore.)
"I stole almost 90% shares from the company and was leaking data to 2 other companies for my easy gains." Belton said, with a deep sigh on his face.
"How does it feel to cheat on both your company and wife?" Fletcher said with a half smile.
"I am really ashamed of what I have been doing to her." Belton said, trying to hold himself from crying.
"And lastly, why do you beat that poor kid Milo if you agreed to adopt him yourself?" Fletcher said, looking with arms crossed.
"I was never in favor of adoption. It was forced upon into me." Belton said, looking at Fletcher in the eyes.
"Even if that's the case you should have treated him well." Fletcher said, getting up from the table.
"I know." Belton said, copying the actions of Fletcher.
"Congratulations you have won half the battle. Now comes my favorite part." Fletcher said, taking the revolver out.
Belton was shivering to the core when he saw that. His eyes came popping out.
"Run for mercy and hide. You only got 10 seconds." Fletcher said and turned his back on Belton.
Belton started running with spaghetti legs for a solid hideout.
"10"
"9"
"8"
Fletcher's demonic voice echoed throughout the complete mansion.
Belton hid in one of the closets he found in the room to his left.
After he heard Fletcher say '1', Fletcher appeared before him.
He closed the door of the closet in a flash of seconds and quickly shot Belton on his shoulder.
There was a huge cry in the complete room.
"AAHHH" Belton cried, hitting hard to the floor.
"Run again. You only have 10 seconds." Fletcher said, turning his back again and started the count down again in a demonic voice.
Just like that, in a matter of 2 minutes, Belton was brutally injured and wounded in most parts of his body.
"Do you want to quit or move ahead?" Fletcher said with a creepy smile.
Belton was lying helpless on the floor, completely knocked out.
He couldn't even move or speak.
Belton now truly felt the pain Milo might have felt that day when he brutally unleashed a bitting on him.
"Alright I would show some mercy to you. Go crawling to that door and open it." Fletcher continued, pointing at the door with his revolver.
Belton with his lifeless body crawled towards the door looking continuously at Fletcher if he would deliver another fire.
Gladly, he didn't do so this time and Belton reached the door after a while.
He, with a weak body opened the handle and after a few seconds, a woman with a huge reaper tore him apart in pieces.
All this made Fletcher laugh in his demonic & merciless voice.
He picked up the lifeless pieces of the body of Belton, packed it in a suitcase and threw it in the backyard of his house.
Around that time, it was around 6 am the next day with the harsh weather gone.
It was a completely sunny day with not such sunny news to unfold.