Chapter 21

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Sejun's POV

When I opened my eyes it was already dusk.

Those dreams.

They were memories.

Painful memories.

We were special with each other right?

That's real.

Right?

The words stung deeper than knives.

Words hurt more than wounds.

I looked around me.

I'm no longer inside the bright room.

I was inside a house.

Laying on a bed.

I looked at the window in front of me.

Shards of broken glass were scattered.

I looked at my fists.

There were small wounds on them.

They were cuts from the shattered glass.

I tried sitting up but my right shoulder stung.

I looked at it,

Bloodstains.

But when I looked at the skin beneath my clothes.

Fresh wound.

I didn't expect that.

My wounds should have healed fully by now.

This feels weird.

I know that I heal fast.

I tried to remember what horrible things I did to have a wound like this.

To no avail, I really can't recall... yet.

Ever since coming back from the dead,

I started having killing extravaganzas here and there.

Even with just a single drop of blood.

I lose myself.

I was not like this before I was captured.

I can control myself.

But this time, I'm not myself when I see blood.

I become someone I'm not.

I become someone I'm afraid of.

I become a wild animal.

I become a monster.

I just follow my instinct.

And when I snap out of it.

Everything's already too late.

They have already perished.

I tried to move but the wound on my shoulder hurt.

I focused harder and tried to remember what had happened before my killings.

I looked at the side of the bed I'm lying on.

I saw a photo of the reason why I'm bleeding.

Physically and emotionally.

I saw the reason why I've been miserable these past few days.

I saw the woman I've been hunting.

"You either end up leaving them for their own good;

Or you end up killing them"

I remember telling her those words.

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