waking up in an abandoned house with no memories of being there in the first place.
a meeting with 7 mysterious boys and 7 mysterious girls.
but they don't greet at the same time.
nor do they greet the same way.
they have a game to play.
which...
I was holding a yellow-stained paper, folded into a small square with a size of my palm.
Curiousity gets the best of me. I unfold the paper with jagged edge and read the words scrawled with blood instead of black ink. My heart dropped as I read it again and again.
This can't be.
Suddenly, my surroundings glitches like a broken system in computers. Assuming that she can't hold it much longer, I folded the paper and insert it into the pocket of my dress. However, the material of my dress feels odd.
It was a silky texture.
Everything started to glitch terribly, distracting me from my main objective. I hastily walked passed a circle of seven bodies surrounding seven skulls of the boys. When I reach the book stand, the bodies and the skulls started to disappear into nothingness, left with two familiar girls and two skulls.
JiU-unnie and Dami. Jin and Yoongi.
Could it be that the others disappeared because we claimed what's ours after we encounter the dead one?
I looked around, recalled exactly where the book should be. I remembered peeking at JiU, Handong and Dami, holding hands and closed their eyes as they concentrated on their full energy for the ritual. They placed the book into the mirror. A mirror from Handong's doll room.
However, the book was on the book stand where I am.
I believe that I'm in the mirror when I noticed the pointer of a clock hanging on the wall moves anticlockwise.
I pursed my lips, anxious of the book that lays in front of me. A black velvet cover, rusty black chains with a lock of a skull.
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I grab the book with my trembling hands. I ran over my fingers through the velvet cover. I ripped open the black chains easily, baring the book.
Just as I did that, everything disrupted into mixtures of colors. My head started to get dizzy from the random mix of colors, trapping me in the madness.
A thought clicked in my mind. I took out the paper from my pocket and unfold them. I flip through the book until there was a torn page. I brought the paper closer to the jagged part.
It fits perfectly.
Then darkness envelopes me like a grave.
***
I pushed SuA's hand away from me and scurried backwards until my back bumped against a dressing table. I grasped my head tightly as the throbbing pain escalated. It felt as if my brain inflated that it might burst into pieces of meat. I gasped desperately for air and coughed as I choked.
