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Yoongi's past pt3

Yoongi POV-

When I fell downwards, I panicked. But as I felt my body neither hitting the ground, nor falling downwards, I stiffened.

Am I dead already...?

Suddenly, I was put down on the ground, as if someone saved me, and I quickly pulled out the torch from my pocket and flashed towards whatever or whoever saved me.

To my horror, I saw a familiar woman, with tears trickling down her cheeks, looking at me with adoration.

"MOM?!!", I exclaimed, shocked.

I was amused when she too got shocked. "Can you see me?!", She asked, puzzled.

"H-how did you-- How did you come here?!! You- you died- IN FRONT OF MY EYES! D-did I bury you alive?! Mom why do you look like you're transparent?!! Why are you still wearing the same dress you wore that day?! What-- WHAT'S HAPPENING?!! I'm hallucinating! No, I'm dreaming!! Anyways you do come in my dreams everyday-"

Suddenly, mom surprised me, by engulfing me into a hug, sobbing. "Dear... I really am... Dead."

I pushed her away, exclaiming, "WHAT?! You're a ghost?!"

"Shh!! Don't exclaim that out loud... They hate to be called ghosts... It hurts them a lot. And me too...", Mom sighed.

Tears filled my eyes, slowly, as I tried to process everything. Mom is dead...? But still I can see and touch her...?

Probably, it's because we love each other so much, that death cannot separate us this easily...

Suddenly, I saw more people appearing out of nowhere, walking towards us. I stiffened for a moment. So many ghosts..?!

Thank god they're not covered in blood! Or have creepy scars!!

I shuddered, and turned to my mom. "Who are they?"

"Uh... People who are separated from their loved ones, just like us..."

"Oh..."

"Hey!! Sun-woo is screaming in pain!! It's her 40th day today!!", A voice exclaimed and everyone except mom suddenly disappeared.

"Let's go.", She said, and held onto my wrist. "This might... Hurt."

Before I could process the sentence, I was suddenly dragged towards the tunnel, at a high speed, that I yelled loud. Not just that, my skin hurt due to the friction with air, with such a force.

I fell down, exhausted, when we reached the destination.

What the actual hell was that?!

A scream made me look up. A young girl, around 20 years clutched onto her head, screaming loudly. She looked like she was going through a lot of physical pain.

A man beside her patted her. "It's gonna be okay. Don't worry. It's all gonna be alright. Totally fine... We're all there for you."

She yelled in pain, which made me worried. She is going through a lot... Poor girl...

I walked to my mom and whispered, "What happened to her? Is she sick or something?"

"We spirits are detached from our body for 40 days. After that, we go to God, who created us all. Depending on our past actions, we will either enter a painful hell, after which we will be reborn, to correct our mistakes, or go to heaven, to God, forever that is, salvation."

This sounds really... Religious... And I feel like it sounds weird.

I don't like this theory at all.