➥❝𝗖𝗛𝗣24❞易死࿐

𝗣𝗮𝗿𝗶'𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝘃.

Only light can highlight the mystery of cryptic darkness. Whatever was inside, came out of the cold inky blackness of the tub.

A hand, with scars, red flesh which was rather burned and harmed, mercilessly.

To me it was more than a double heart attack but making it more asphyxiate the hand holds my wrist to pull me in the tub.

A loud piercing cry came from me when I was pulled in, landing on my butt into the icy cold water which added more fright to my temptation. One after one ambush strikes only made me feeble hearted and my blood flow changed, rushing into my limbs. My mind appalled at the darkness.

And to my distress it was just the start.

I had my head upon the surface but the tub felt more deeper than it should be. My legs were kicking the water with my body totally deep under the water, how is this even possible?

A grip of two palms haunted my figure when it wrapped around my neck and I couldn't do anything.

"Umm, help-" I shrieked but those hands pushed me down, making the water rise up off my head.

My hands moved to jerk the other pair but I just couldn't pull up my hands to my neck. They felt shorter, not only that but my body also. Those hands were pulling me up and down in the water, making it hard for me to grab the air to breath.

My body lifted up a little as my ears were out of the water, nose still under water as I moved my head up but the grip was firm.

My blurry eyes open to a woman's yawp, a loud inarticulate shout as her emotions flow..

"No, ple-ese. D..don't do this! M-my baby!"

"Please, li-listen-n to me-e. I'll do whatever you want, s-stop h-ur-rting h-him."

The lady in front of me was chained, her both hand above her head and half body under the water as she begs for mercy to the person drowning me.

I was stiff even if I tried getting out of the grip around my neck I couldn't because my body was not responding to my demands.

My head wasn't moving but my legs were kicking the water struggling for life. It was hopeless for me to set free when I had no control over the body which neither feels like mine.

"Hoseok, no!" The woman's yell was muffled because of water with a manly voice giggling darkly, I was yet again pushed head down in the icy water.

The power was beyond my defence, I just couldn't do anything. My body struggled to breath-hold, pain.

There was so much pain in the process followed by a burning sensation when the water entered my lungs, soon the little body deactivated.

-+-

I fainted again? Maybe.

I let out a breath of new life then I opened my eyes and everything that happened, felt like a nightmare.

I felt heavier, relaxed a little because I wasn't in the same pain yet terrified but at least my senses got better.

My body was back to a normal shape and also became mobile again.

"Woah, wha-at? Was-"

I couldn't collect myself as I tried uttering a few questions which roamed in my mind but just couldn't let them out, just my tears could make their way out in this situation.

Again, I lost the torch somewhere and this time I was less concerned about the slim object wherever I was in a pit of neglect and questions in this dark.

My poor soul just needed some time to collect myself, a tiny break but-

"I think I fall for you..... a little...."

"A little? Hoseok we are getting married!"

"So, you already love me!?"

"Of course....but do you?"

"Well, yes but not more than our babies."

"Okay! that was cute yet 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘃𝘆."

I got to hear the chirping of two love birds who exchange avowals of love.

I noted each word, listening carefully as the male voice was not very identical to me but the other voice was a sweet and melodious form of the cries I heard while being drowned.

"No, Hoseok. You don't understand being pregnant is a big responsibility-"

And yet again the same woman voiced but this time despair coated her tone.

A manly voice full of rage cuts her in the middle,"There's no time for that, you're already pregnant! I'm not going to let my baby die at any cost."

His voice clear and words impactful.

Firstly, I doubt it was Hoseok because the woman called his name in the previous vision I saw.

It is hard to consider this person as a killer of his own little son when he is opposing abortion, but wait was the baby his son?

My body is still in the same state and my mind is running to clear these difficulties as I was defeated by my numbness, body exhausted as I blink my tears away.

Patiently waiting for another attack because I'm well aware there's no way back home without unbinding a soul.

And also waited for the voices which didn't happen to come back for a very long time, giving me time and space to retrieve my body but after going through all this, how can I?

But these questions of mine begged for me to connect the dots and-

At the same wheezing and weeping sounds of a little one made the thick air vibrate and to accompany him, those screams of his mother echoed in my ears.

These activities made my body flinch out of the state of paralysis and I shifted a little far away from the noises, abruptly the woman's voice stopped as the baby was still crying out loud in agony.

When I shifted a little more the water lit up as silence occupied the space because I unexpectedly switched on the torch. The water was crystal clear thus it glowed as the rays traveled outside of the water.

My luminous eyes relaxed and narrowed down to my hand but a glimpse of a hand near me, made my gaze divert on my lap, there I found a baby on my lap.

The little one was shining brighter than the tiny torch, eyes smiling as I took him in my embrace letting a lone tear drop in the puddle, making circular waves.

I breathed fine, felt better when I engulfed him more, relaxed and revealed as I knew he was going to rest in Nirvana.

After detaching him from my chest, I just leaned in to kiss his tiny nose but the tiny hands were faster to wipe my trail of tears.

The act made my heart smile, meanwhile the torch molded into a white flower and floated on the surface, grabbing attention.

My hands went to pick the flower then I gave it in the tiny hands which held it before fading away bringing back the dark.

One soul was set free and I'm grateful that he's going to a better place but his culprit was still in here. The thought vexed me to my core. To push him into the depths of hell, I'll keep my fear of darkness aside.

My hands supported my body as I stood up but moving into the dark is never not a good idea. I'll have to look for something.

My thoughts ended with a solution flashing light on my face. Another same tiny torch which is at a distance to me on the ground.

Can these torches be somewhat related to this story? The thought ran in my mind as I took a few steps and grabbed the torch.

-+-

In the dark, this lone ray created a good view of my surroundings. When I reached the door, it opened up and welcomed me.

The bathroom was left behind as I took my steps in the big open hall area of the first floor. There are stairs on my right and a tv facing me with a couch and table in the front. To my left there is an open window kitchen and a corridor which ends with the main gate. Not knowing where to go first, I stood there like a statue, holding the torch.

'How a normal looking place can meet a total disaster', is what this place offers to you. When I had enough thoughts then I walked around the couch and one thing I wonder is why nothing abnormal occurred yet?

Two steps towards the kitchen and I experienced something different.

My hands guided the rays to focus on the kitchen area. They reflected a figure of a long-haired girl who was back facing me.

My breath hitched and the light showed me the way she was searching here and there for something. Again something was holding me, forbidding me from moving.

I kept my eyes closed for a while because fear engulfed me again. I was nowhere ready to face this but I had to as I forced myself to open my eyes.

They met the same woman I saw in the tub with a lighted matchstick.

Without a second thought she lit up a candle and then walked towards me to put it somewhere behind me. I just couldn't see where but surely somewhere near me.

Then after some time she rushed back in the kitchen with the keys in her hands making ruffling sounds.

A thud of gas switching on and she ran towards the main exit.

She set the house on fire.

I finally got my controls back on my body.

I took a couple steps back then hit the couch with my back and sat on top of it.

'Hoseok was torturing her thus she did this, does that means she's alive?'

'Why Hoseok did all this to her?'

I was deep in my thoughts when I felt a figure behind me, haunting my figure.

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These concept pics just match my character in a way.

Here I have this que for you if you are a future reader.

1. Which song of 'Jack in the box' is your personal favourite?

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