The Mailman
There are twenty-four persons living inside a big house in Balete Drive. The big family is composed of the grandparents, a father, a mother, three daughters, three sons, two uncles, two aunts, three young female cousins, three young male cousins, two maids, a gardener and a male cook. The family seemed to have no neighbors in the area despite being regular homeowners for ten years. On the eleventh year, many things changed inside the big house. And each year, one dies inside the big house.
The grandfather died first. The following year, the grandmother. Then an aunt, followed by an uncle.
Neighbors in the area are just observing the big family residing in the big house. Nobody complained against the big family except for some loud, strange noises that they hear late at night.
For twenty-five years, there's a mailman who has been delivering mails in the neighborhood. And he knows almost all residents in each house.
The big family's big house is the only house that the mailman has not delivered any mail at any given time. He is wondering why there are so many people inside the big house and yet he has not spoken to anyone living there. And with so many transparent glass windows and glass doors of the house, the mailman can actually see and count almost everybody inside.
One afternoon, a week after an uncle's burial, the mailman was knocking at the front door of the big family's house. Nobody opened the door though the mailman can hear so many people inside -- talking with loud voices. He just left the family's first mails on the door mat.
The next day, the mailman went to the big house to deliver new mails. He didn't knock at the front door, but instead pressed the door bell twice.
He waited for about two minutes, but nobody inside the house opened the door to see him. The mailman decided to leave the new mails on the door mat again and left.
One dark evening after work while the mailman was walking on the path walk fronting the big family's house, he saw a silent dog standing very close to the front door. He approached the dog and was surprised, seeing the dog licking some blood on its food bowl. The dog didn't bark at him, then suddenly somebody from behind covered the mailman's face with a big cloth sprayed with chloroform. The mailman lost his consciousness and gently falling backward towards the assailant's chest.
When the mailman regained his consciousness he is already inside the big family's big house, sitting on a rocking chair -- blindfolded, his arms and legs tied on the chair and his lips covered with duct tape. He can hear many different voices surrounding him while being seated and blindfolded. One person with a harsh voice asked him, "Why are you spying on us?!...". The mailman responded by shaking his head. Then somebody removed his blindfold. He saw everybody beliguering him, holding different kinds of knife -- each one of the family members holding two knives. He was scared to death, but cannot shout or cry for help.
A second family member asked the mailman, "Why are you suspecting us like all of us here are serial killers?..."
The mailman shook his head again.
A third family member asked him, "Who do you think is the one who will die today inside this house?..."
The mailman sweltered and quivered, peeing on his pants as everybody laughed out loud... screaming and howling.
... ... ...
Somebody shouted... "Cut!"
The director called for a short break.
(All the watchers and listeners of the shooting were clapping... applauding the bravery and good acting of the mailman. He was commended for acting so natural.)
The mailman almost had a heart attack during the questioning, believing everything was happening in real life.
PLEASE TAKE A DEEP BREATH BEFORE READING ANYTHING.
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