Chapter 62: Namjoon's back

                     Alright, now all you need is a plan to escape, but how does someone go through an angry 2-feet monster name Kim Namjoon? Your eyes were hazy, but the voice, you'll never miss it.

Jimin, who manages to open the fault before Namjoon had arrived, slid the thin files in his jacket. He then grabs you gently, facing an angry Namjoon.

Jimin was drowning in anxiety. He was trying to keep a façade in front of Namjoon, but right now his sweating a lot. He grabs your shoulders gently, bringing you closer to him as he slips the files to you.

"Jimin, I have never skin someone alive," Namjoon laughs, "Are you trying to be the first?"

"Namjoon, what brings you here?" Jimin asks, slipping you behind him.

"Jimin, I gave you the key because I trust your ass, but now you're making it difficult to get you rid of," he said, "no matter you're going to pay for the price, with your life."

Namjoon then pulled out a gun, pointing it at Jimin, and your eyes widen as Jimin puts you behind his back.

"you two, I ask you –"Namjoon eyes glare at you –"to find Jimin and solve your boyfriend's mess. Instead, you lit my house on fire and then proceed to open my files, I specifically put away."

"It's over, Kim Namjoon! I've got the files, and I know this is your lifeline..." you said bravely, "Now fess up, what did you do?"

Namjoon could only look at you, pointing the gun to jimin, then laughs.

"Do you know the story of Masabumi Hosono?" Namjoon started, "The only Japanese man who survived the Titanic, He was condemned and ostracized by the public, but I do relate to him, wanting to survive in this world? It's not an easy thing."

"I value life, not because I strive to live with happiness. I had enough of that happiness people like you strive for. I value something I could see and touch. I'm realistic, and you as a human being knew people's weakness, the only sole thing that could 'make' people happy."

He then proceeds to take a dollar out of his pocket, throwing it on the ground.

"Scums who live under the shoe will kill for a thing like this. You know that, right?"

"You live with the constant reminder where people needs money for happiness. You don't buy happiness with money, Namjoon," you said. Namjoon could only chuckle, "Ah, but it is more comforting to drink an expensive wine than dirty sewer water, isn't it?"

He looks at the files Jimin had given you. Namjoon gesture you to open the files, and you did.

The files had contained the deed to the house, some other letters, a note and a single picture.

You held the picture closer, and your eyes widen, and the photograph fell to the floor, Jimin who had seen your reaction, picked the image up, and he looks at Namjoon warily. Jimin outstretched his hands to you and started backing up as Namjoon walks.

You look at him in horror," Namjoon... what did you do?"

"You tell me, what I did," Namjoon laughs," What did you really think? I was stupid? You think I don't know that you know what goes here in this house. The picture is a warning, and you are next."

You gulp at the thought of the picture.

It was a picture of a girl, being tied in a chair, the eyes that you saw was begging you to help her, she looks struggling in the restrain as you saw how they had pictured her body, and her reddish skin that had blend with the restrain.

But what was even more chilling was the words written behind the picture.

Written with a familiar thick colour of brownish red, My Lovely Min Yoonji, whose going to be next?

"You killed her," you accused Namjoon, who only smirks.

"A big accusation for someone who lives in guilt, you don't seem to remember why you're here, don't you?" Namjoon points the gun to Jimin once again, signalling Jimin to move while Namjoon was closer to you, "Why don't you assume you're not the one who killed her?"

But your eyes were still burning with determination as you look at Namjoon, "You play dirty, you know well enough what you did, you really do like playing mind games, don't you, why don't you fess up your crimes."

"Confess what I did? Now I'm disappointed. I do hope you know, and I'm a man who doesn't like to keep his hands dirty." He smirks," Besides, you've got the wrong man."

He lowers his guns as he held his hands up," do you think these hands would want to hurt anyone? I'm not counting body counts. I count rolls."

"The only crimes, I would confess, is the guilt to wanting to live, I strive to live, the happiest life I could live, "Namjoon sarcastically say, "So you tell me does one wanting to live is wrong?"

"Then what is this?" you held out the picture to Namjoon's face, and his eyes scrunch in sadness, "the letter Yoongi found, you know why he's going berserk, right?"

Namjoon's eyes look at the picture.

"Her name is Min Yoonji, she was a student at Seoul University, and she had her fate tied. She had asked for a loan to death, and she couldn't pay the right time, so death took her."

You look at Namjoon, whose eyes still locked into the picture, "She was a wonderful person, a savage like her brother. She was a flower that blooms at the wrong time. After getting herself in a situation, she had asked me to help her, and she died." Namjoon started.

"So, you hid her body? Does Yoongi knows and –"

"Yoongi?" Namjoon laughs, "The person Yoonji had trust was her brother, and when she needed him the most, he was never there," Namjoon sneer, "I had to send him the coordinates here to kill him, but I couldn't."

"Why?"

"I didn't have the heart to do it." He whispers.

"So, you kept Yoongi here. You know yoongi will find out what had happened?" Do you know how Yoongi acts? If he knows you are the killer?" you asked. Jimin was still quiet as Namjoon looks at him.

"A psych killer will make sure no trace is left behind in a crime scene. They are smarter than just someone who kills." Namjoon walks to you, "They kill those who see, hear, and talk about what they did."

"Now, If I knew, would I be pointing this gun to your head?"

A/N: Hello everyone! I hope you are doing fine today, here's another update for all of you! Sorry for the late update, I was preparing something, and I hope you like it! I hope you don't mind hyping it up so here it is.

i'm making a new horror book! YEYYYYY

right I see so many of you supporting this book, and I had an idea for a while now since this book will be finishing, so I'm going to be doing another project after this. Here is the cover of the book and a little synopsis of the book. 

Synopsis

"Haerin, I don't think it's a good idea to play with things like this, I think you should –"

"Don't worry, I'm just going to take a look and then uninstall."

In Haerin only wanted to know what the killer's alarm is, the popular alarm that everyone was hype about that can detect when a killer is out to kill. So, what happens when she wakes up in a house full of people whose goal was the same as her? To get out, and survive the killer's game.