I dare you to walk into the demonic dimension... 👁️

[A.N: Cause I'm a little monster.]
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"Forensic photographic images taken prior to the removal of charred bodies in home fire debris.

The charred body of a 29-year-old man who died from carbon monoxide poisoning in his burned home. The body was found by firefighters in the procubitus position on the bathroom floor. This position suggests that the victim tried to escape from the fire by crawling on the floor. Note the severe skin burn injuries with thermal amputation of the limbs.

And Burned corpse of a 36-year-old man, found by firefighters in a suspicious sitting position on the remains of a sofa. The position of the body suggests no attempt to escape the fire, in keeping with the hypothesis that death occurred before the fire broke out. The autopsy showed a linear wound of the pulmonary artery and the aorta, in relation to a stab injury and hence suggesting arson to cover up an underlying homicide.

None of them seemed to be accidental, but we're not sure if it's the serial killer or just a normal death."

I turn off the screen of my phone to avoid looking at those images of their autopsies. That sick killer wasn't planning to stop.
I couldn't find the reason behind the murders. Why would someone just kill innocent people without a reason? Maybe they weren't innocent. The killings had no specific pattern or connections, or maybe the police haven't found out yet.

I was going crazy. I couldn't forget the earlier when Yoongi was standing in the kitchen. Something about him was fishy. Was he playing with me? Was he the one behind the window? Oh, stupid Dallia... Why would he do that?

If he wasn't him, so who the hell was that creepy creature? I definitely saw a silhouette of a person on the terrace. I wasn't tripping...

So much was going on in my head. The mystery box, Yoongi's weird behavior, Taehyung's conflict with Hyunjin, and the reason behind his sadness. Let's not forget about Jungkook's kiss...

Jungkook: "Is everything ok?"

I looked at him, letting my arms fall down on my lap.
"I was reading an article about the new murdering. I guess I'm being obsessed with this serial killer."

He handed me some snacks while trying to look directly into my eyes.
Jungkook: "Most of these articles are rumors."

"I don't think so. It was from a reputable news site. Every murder is a mystery itself. None of them are connected. You think all of them got killed by the same person?"

Jungkook: "I don't really want to talk about it." he looked away awkwardly, rubbing his hand against his face.

I felt like he did know something. He was clearly scared, I could see it through his eyes.

Jungkook: "Take care of yourself when you're away, I'm really gonna miss you."
He played with his fingers, still not looking at me.

"I'm gonna miss you too. This past month has been really nice due to your presence, now I can tell I have a real friend."
A bunny smile bloomed on his lips, he turned his head towards me.

Jungkook: "That's really good, hearing it from you. I thought you're going to hate me because of that night."

"Cheeky bugger, how can I hate you? You're my best friend. Once I'm back we will hang out more, this month I've been really busy because of the company, but after the competition, I will be able to see you more often."

I really loved him. This kind of feeling was new for me because I was alone all the time. I would've hardly spent time with someone else, even Deiji. Kinda unhealthy, but safe.

I was fugitive from communicating with people, making friends, or even positively looking at life. To me, everything was black and dark and meaningless. Beauty was absurd. A silly concept from the imaginative mind of humanity, but I was changing because of Jungkook. He tried his best to make me feel better, feel like I was worthy enough for a great friendship.

His friendship felt like the wind or the water that flows between open fingers in a summer stream, yet when the wintry winds blow it is the woolens and the hearth, and in dangerous times it becomes both sword and shield.

Jungkook: "Yeah, of course, There's still a lot to do together and I want to tell you something."

"Tell me what?"

He ran his fingers through his hair, shutting his eyes for a second.
Jungkook: "I'll tell you once you get back from California, now you should just focus on the competition, not anything else."

"Should I be worried?" My eyes searching for a sign of a problem in his face, but he just changed his expression and smiled widely at me.

Jungkook: "Of course not, it's not a big deal but please be careful and take care of yourself, otherwise you have to pay for my dinner for a whole year."

"You're acting suspiciously again. I'm not going to war Jungkook, Just an A.L. contest in California."

He was warning me literally every five seconds, I was damn sure he was hiding something. I knew him for a month but I could smell the problematic things he had in his mind. He wouldn't be worried for nothing. Something was going on and I couldn't figure out what.

I shrugged off the thoughts and glanced at Taehyung who was sitting next to my Uncle, talking to him. He caught my eyes and looked back at me. Did I really love him? I wasn't sure about loving him but I really liked him. He was attracting me a lot. My feelings towards him were different from the feelings that I had for Jungkook.

He was my drug. One-touch and his intoxication were instant. He was the only one, dominating me. I couldn't stop him when he was close to me. Just his scent sent me into a heady trance, the feeling of his body against my body, just warm and close. As close as two souls could be...

He said something to Uncle Haeyoon, getting up from his seat. I bit my lips nervously as I saw he was coming towards me. Jungkook excused himself, walking away from me and now I was sitting alone.

Taehyung: "Hey gorgeous,"
He sat next to me, wrapping his arm around my waist.

"Don't try to flirt with me, it doesn't fix the problem."

Taehyung: "But you were staring at me so intensely, I thought you wanted me."
Here he goes again! That naughty guy that I met in the company. Don't provoke me Kim Taehyung!

"I was just thinking about something else, not you." what a useless try to hide my obviously obsessed ass with him.

I saw his smile, turning into a sly smirk while he kissed my temple gently.
Taehyung: "I don't believe you."

I breathed uncomfortably, looking away from him as I noticed Junia was staring at me, like a wolf ready to fire on me.
Taehyung: "Don't mind her, she's just jealous of you."

"Why would she? Doesn't she have you in her bed every night?" I scoffed, shaking my head sarcastically.

I could feel the frustration in his eyes when he started to talk.
Taehyung: "I don't sleep with her Dallia. Why are you thinking of me like a nasty fucker man? Just because I didn't like Hyunjin? Are you going to treat me like this and ignore me just because of him?"

"My problem is not Hyunjin. I just want you to set up your mind about us. What am I supposed to be in your life? You don't even trust me, you think I can't notice you're sad all the time. You're hiding something just like Jungkook, if you don't want to talk about your personal life with me, then don't. But please don't lie to me like I am stupid or something, cause I'm not."

He placed his hand on my face, touching my cheek gently.
Taehyung: "There is nothing serious to be worried about. I just need a little bit of time to get some stuff off my head but listen, I don't want to lose you Dallia. You're so precious to me."

Maybe I was being too much. Maybe my mind was making a big deal of everything.
Taehyung: "Let's just finish this competition peacefully ane then we can talk it out, baby. What do you think?"

"Yup, That sounds wisely perfect."
He kissed my forehead, while I placed my head on his shoulder.

I glanced at the fire which was dreaming in its iron bed, cozy in the metal. Her flames transformed the wood into the most transient of beauties, hot ribbons of light. There were times it sparked as if it wanted more than one crazy way to dance as if it needed to leap, to fly, willing to land where it may.

I used to sit next to my Dad here and we would talk till we saw the sunrise. I remember one night he told me,
" When you were born and I saw you for the first time, it was as if space and time became the finest point imaginable as if time collapsed into one tiny speck and exploded at light speed. It was as if my universe began and ended with you. You know I love you Dallia, always."

I laughed at him that night because I thought he was exaggerating. I really missed him so much. He was everything I had. Mom never told me she loved me, never cared about me truly but My Dad...

We did everything together. He taught me how to play volleyball, how to plant flowers, how to drive, Even how to repair home pipes.

He used to say, "Love is climbing into a dark prison just to smuggle in a single spark, for that glowing ember can ignite hope, the Olympic torch of the ages." He wanted me to live with love, freely like a bird but I failed him. Maybe I could love Taehyung...

Taehyung: "Are you crying?"
I quickly rubbed my eyes and sat straight.
"No, I was thinking about my Dad."

Taehyung: "I'm really sorry for your loss, I know how does it feel to lose the dearest person in your life."
He gave me a slight smile, stroking my hair.

"Yeah, it's really hard, especially when you fail to make them happy."

Taehyung: "I don't think you failed. You did everything you could, but you know what they say, A problem is a chance for you to do your best, you should use this opportunity to prove yourself but not to people, to yourself."

Maybe he was right. I should try to prove that I wasn't just a heartless person who couldn't afford to live with love anymore.
I should've at least tried...

It was 11 o'clock when they decided to go and I helped Misun and Deiji to clean up the house. After brushing my teeth, I made my way to the bed and before I could lay down, I saw something in the mirror which was in the corner of my room, on the drawers.

I walked slowly to take a closer look if I was seeing right or I just had a vision error. My temperature dropped as I saw red words written on the mirror.

"Don't fucking play with me or I will be your worst nightmare!"

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A.N:
I think I should clarify a couple of things here.

1. Guys Taehyung, Jungkook, Jimin, Hoseok, Namjoon, Jin, and Yoongi don't live together! They're just good friends and colleagues in Taehyung's company.

2. Namjoon and Jin are brothers and Taehyung's cousins.

3. Young-mi is Dallia's mother and Lee Doyun is Dallia's father.

4. I don't write flashback as a title when I write flashbacks, ok? It's really obvious if it's a flashback or not. The story has a messy timeline on purpose. You should try to figure out many things. You should try to find out whether these killings have something to do with Dallia or Taehyung or his friends or not? Why Dallia's past has so many black holes and you should figure out if she is mentally ill or she's just hallucinating? What's the mystery behind her mother's behavior? Who do you suspect? Who wrote that note on her mirror? And etc.....

5. Think bigger! Suspect anyone, even Dallia. Let's not forget about the gun she took out of the safe in her office.

6. Jungkook had something to say. What do you think he would probably say to Dallia after the competition?

7. Hyunjin! Why he hates Dallia? Why does he think Dallia is the reason behind his mother's suicide?
Why Jimin acted like he really cared about Dallia. Does he really care about her? If yes then why?

That was it for now. I hope you enjoy reading my story.
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Creepy Prodigy 💜