"We all have demons..."

JEON JUNGKOOK

OCTOBER 24

10:37 PM

Before I could kick open the door, something shoved me back hard. Hard enough that I collided with the green house's entrance. My back hurt badly and I swore I worked out this morning. Cursing under my breath I steadied myself on the floor. Just in time, I heard the exit door open and close, followed by its lock hatch in. That's for sure not my hoes.

Shit.

I couldn't open my mouth and call out to them. It hurt so bad, but I knew I have to get up. Grunting in pain, I stood up to my feet in search of the motherfucker who pushed me, I looked around the dried-up place but nothing seemed to come out. I quickly took the chance to walk to the exit, albeit knowing its gonna stop me.  As if on air, the unseen force threw me back. Having a little heads up this time, I landed on my hands and knees. I know something is stopping me and Imma whoop it's an ass. "If you wanna fight... come face to face hoe"

A smirk came to my face as I saw a small glitch at the exit, It was that girl; Hazel. But when she appeared completely, I knew, I was probably done for. She didn't look anything like before a minute ago. Instead, both of her eyes were missing, small beads of blood poured down from her empty eye sockets, skin dry and rotten. I was disgusted and sad at the same time.

Humans were this daring to pull out small children's eyes. But I didn't know why the heck she wanna kill me. The kid gave me a sinister grin, I guess all the crazy ghosts do that. Her teeth were stained and bloody, her hair was a mess and the white hospital gown was torn, combined with stains of blood. "Okay kiddo, leave me alone. I didn't do anything to you" And that's what you call 'a wrong move' in a situation like this.

"You! YOU ALL ARE MONSTERS! YOU KILLED ME! YOU TORE ME UP!" She snarled before lunging towards me, practically flying. I quickly ducked and took a run towards the exit door. But damn that brat was fast. She grabbed my leg and started to drag me the other way. I know a kid is not that strong, even if she's a ghost. But I do recall Bang Chan mentioning how demons give excess strength to ghosts. Well shit.

"Stop! The one who killed you isn't me! It was someone else!" The kid didn't even have ears. I looked around and a pole caught my eye, Instantly clinging onto it, I yelled out. "Hear me out will you?!"

"No!" With that, her skin started to turn black, like literal coal black. Her clothes tore off on their own and her hair was levitating in the air. The short figure was growing tall almost taller than slenderman. Her fingers turned longer and her nails were red and sharp. I couldn't understand what it was. That was no longer that child but was something else. Its eyes however were unexpectedly beautiful. Those eyes stared into mine nearly making me cry.

The worst decision I did was to make eye contact. I felt myself freeing away from the pole, unwillingly. The figure of the monster was right in front of me. I was floating in the air, while my eyes locked with its. "L-let me go" I could hardly speak, It felt like something was strangling me. Its eyes were turning brighter in their hue, as I felt vulnerable. My legs were giving out. I couldn't even protest. I was giving up. "W-why...are you killing me? Us?" I fucking don't wanna die now, I haven't even asked Hyunjin out yet.

"Because you all don't have demons" Its voice was intense and heavy, it was scary and I was frightened. "S-so what?" The thing cackled sickly at my question. Its hand was tightening around my neck. "So, I'm gonna take your angels" and then I was dead.

"...I just chose to feed mine"

"I wanna laugh so bad when..."

KIM TAEHYUNG

OCTOBER 24

11:20 PM

Jimin and Hoseok were right behind us as we ran. And I didn't fail to notice Namjoon, yoongi, and hyunjin running the other way. If I had stopped going with them, I would only end up dying. With a hard left, I and Minho turned to another passageway. The woman's eerie voice was still heard and when I peeked back, she was still hunting us. And Jimin and Hoseok were no longer behind me. We all are separated now. Oh, Man.

Turning forward again I ran after Minho. But the woman was faster. She yanked my backpack, resulting in me falling back. I punched her in the stomach and stood up. A sharp pain went through my leg and fell back onto the floor. Looking down I was met face with a rusty ax. My leg was losing so much blood and it hurt like hell. How did someone throw an ax that big?

The woman was no longer with me, thankfully she found something else to hunt down I guess. Shoving the ax away, I stood to my feet looking like a drunk man, swaying left and right. I only noticed this now, that Minho had disappeared from my sight long ago. "Minh-" Another sharp pain went through my head as I fell back onto the floor; face first.

Claiming all the energy I had, I turned back to see a large and tall figure hovering over me. It held the bloody ax from before. That bitch hit me with that? I hurriedly patted my head and I could feel the crimson liquid in my palm. I might get a concussion with that.

Before I could grasp the situation, the figure started to pick me up by my bag. I took the chance to look at it. Its eyes were white, no pupil. And by judging the clothes and boots, it was a butcher. In an asylum. What the actual fuck.

I began shortly to wiggle out of his grasp. But much to my anguish, the butcher harshly threw me inside a room and made its way over to me. Crawling on the cold floor I started to move backward. The butcher glared at me and I couldn't fucking do anything. My leg stung mercilessly as I dragged it on the floor, leaving behind a trail of blood.

And I knew, I was done, when the filthy cement wall hit my back. "S-stop Y-you don't wanna d-do this" My hands were sweaty as I begged and the pain in my leg and head didn't help at all. "Please L-let me go" my eyes were tearing up by now. I didn't wanna die, not without seeing Jimin, not without seeing my dog! My family no!

The butcher rose the ax in the air and I shut my eyes. I felt tremendous pain in my body as the ax cut me, forcing me to open my eyes. The sound of my flesh being ripped off and the blood pooling around me made me go weaker than I ever was. I could make out my blood splatter on the wall and my guts filling out. With a final breath, I closed my eyes accepting my death.

"...You cry and beg to live"