Prologue

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Warning : Murder 

Blood.

It was all that can be seen. 

Red patches on the white walls and pool of red liquid on the white marble floor. 

There laid two bodies, wrists and throats slit harshly as if it was cut forcefully. Blood continuously oozing out from the deep cuts on the arms and legs, made the scene even more terrifying. The eyes were open without a hint of life in it. 

Few bullet marks on the walls, things scattered all around, flower vase broken into pieces, the living room was a complete mess. 

The living room was supposed to be warm and welcoming, but it didn't seem so, at all. Not even a bit. 

A paper was lying on the sofa. The paper was alone, lonely, which interested the person as he slowly walked towards it, careful not to step on the blood lying there. 

His small hands grabbed the piece of paper, his face void of emotions and his whole body frozen.

Too bad, your parents are dead. Don't worry, you will visit them soon, pretty boy. 

There stood a petrified Park Jimin staring at the piece of paper in his hand. 

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