Revenge of a dead girl - Season 1 - Episode 33

5 years ago

Revenge of a dead girl - Season 1 - Episode 33

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Ah reum~

I fluttered my eyes open, only to be bombarded with the usual ungodly smell. It seems like I woke up in the same place where I lost my consciousness, inside the darkened classroom.

I sat up, rubbing my aching head as if I am extremely hangover. “Y-yebin? Seol ri?” I called out, shifting my head side to side although I couldn’t see anything from the lack of light.

No one answered.

Seol Ri isn’t here, neither is Yoo Ma.
I began panicking at the thought of what could have happened to them, I stood up and frantically looked for the way out of this classroom but my foot was caught by something that caused me to crash against the porcelain floor

“Ugh…” I whimpered, slowly pulling myself up and rub my twisted foot from the impact.
I heard whimpering sounds from the object I just tripped over, instantly making me know who it was.
“Yebin!” I said, rushing over to her side. My hands searched for her small hands through the darkness so I can hold it.
She wasn’t replying, only whimpering sounds were what her mouth was producing.
“Don’t worry, I’ll get you out of here.” I quickly yet gently pulled her up, and positioned myself to carry her on my back.
When I tried to stand up, my knees trembled. I began losing the remaining energy I had left. Since we’ve been stuck in this hell hole, we didn’t get a chance to eat or drink. My hunger and the desire to drink water is only making my condition worse, and for the fact that my foot is slightly twisted.

But throwing all my complaints aside, I must save Yebin first before myself.

She’s too young for this, only 7 years old, only a girl with many things to achieve in life. . . compared to me.

“I’m not letting you die…” I bit my lips, limping towards the corridors with her weight slowing me down.
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After a while of nonstop walking in a hallway filled with dead people, I couldn’t find Seolri, nor Yooma. Everything seemed to be eerily quiet, which only made me suspicious on to how the killing spree suddenly subsided without a fight.

I glanced over the window, but there’s nothing to be seen. Although the rain had stopped, the sound of the howling winds can still be heard.

How many hours have we been here exactly? And why is no one coming to our rescue when the storm already stopped. Surely, even though Yooma disposed the cops in advance, I’m sure there are still other rescuers.

If we can just walk out of this building then we’ll be able to escape and go to the streets where a lot of people is, or anywhere just not in this dreadful place. But I can’t leave now, not without Seolri, but Yebin needs medical help. Even though I can’t see her full state, I know she’s going through a lot of pain.

The sound of my rumbling stomach echoed throughout the silent hallway, snapping me from my deep thoughts. I’m hungry and my dry throat yearned for crisp aqua.

Aside from the constant rumbling of my stomach, my eyes were also slowly draping, I can feel it losing it’s sight, although there’s not much to see in this dark place.

“I must. . . not. . . die.” I uttered in a great need to do what Young Ji wants, so that everything would be in peace.

I walked a bit faster to save time, despite my twisted ankle so I could kill Yoo Ma already. But a question, that hinders my plan is. . . How? She’s a demon, she is cursed to have immortality, and I’m just a mere human.
My complicated thoughts were only put to a stop when I heard Yebin, humming a weird tone in a slow pace.

“Yebin? Are you awake?” I asked, feeling movements from her small body as I kept my gaze locked in front of me as to not trip once again.

Yebin, did not reply, hummed much more louder. I can feel her playing with my hair, twirling it with her finger. “Yebin, what’s with that song?” I asked again, glancing at her from behind my shoulder.

I can almost make out a glowing red light from her direction, when I strained my neck far enough, I realized that her eyes were the one emitting that unearthly glow.

“Byebye.” Yebin smiled, moving in a fast pace and sinking her teeth on my shoulder before I could even throw her off me.
“Gaaah!” I screamed, dropping her as I fell on the ground, I crawled away from her as fast as I could and aiming the light from my flashlight at her direction.

My eyes, once again, widened in shock. Standing before me was a completely different person. Still, she looks like Yebin but the gleaming red eyes and hoarse voice made me doubt if she’s the real Yebin or not. My blood stained her teeth as well as her mouth, flowing off of her chin and droplets fell on the floor.

“Where’s Yebin?! And where’s Seolri?!” I demanded, crawling backwards, my left hand applying pressure on my bleeding shoulder while the other holds my phone shakily.

“You don’t have to look for Seol Ri. . . she’s already dead.” she paused, walking towards my direction. She laughed in joy, seeing the scared and shocked look on my face. “And since everything is almost over. . .I want to play with Yebin, so I took her with me.”

“Where is she?!” I screamed, trying to stand up while she just watched me miserbaly trying to stand on my feet with an ominous stare.

“Well that would ruin the fun wouldn’t it? You have to find her before time runs out.” She smirked, closing in to my direction. She ran towards me getting ready to bite me again with her somewhat sharp teeth stained with my blood.

She tackled me, sending the both of us crashing on the ground. My eyes fell on a corpse besides the corridor, specifically about 17 inches away from me. A pool of blood bathing the floor, staining my white shirt as well as soaking my hair. Despite Yebin’s possessed body pinning me to the ground and while I was doing my best to keep her sharp teeth away from me using my hands, I caught notice of the huge shard stuck on the person’s stomach.

Struggling to keep myself away from the sharp teeth that is bound to pierce through my flesh, I lifted my other hand to reach for the shard. When I finally felt it my hands around it, I scrunched my nose as I pulled it off the dead person’s stomach as it creates a squishing noise, probably from their organs.
Without complaining much further, I swiftly plunged the shard deep into Yebin’s back making her scream in anger. She was about to hit my face with her hands, but the end for her came too early as she slumped down on me. Her tiny body resting on mine as blood gushed out of the stab wound I caused and dripping unto me.

I pulled of the shard, and once again made a squishing sound, from her back. Letting my hand fall on the blood stained ground. The body lying on top of me, suddenly became lighter and lighter until I can’t fell any weight on me anymore.

I turned my phone on, the light from it making me see that the body had turned into black smoke, hovering above me with red glowing eyes before it flew towards the dark part of the hallway in a fast pace.

“Tsk!” I hissed, as I felt my bleeding shoulder sting. I kept still and stared above me for a moment, the dim light from my phone illuminating the dirty white ceiling.

My body started shivering as I felt the coldness invade my body. I’m getting weaker every time I take a step forward. My hunger and thirst making it worse. What more, is that my shoulder is still bleedin even after I applied pressure on it.

“Stop her. . .”

A faint whisper pounded in my head, sending adrenaline rush through my veins and making me regain my self before the thought of me dying miserably consumes my mind.

I tried sitting up, but my stinging shoulder hindered me. “Ugh. . .” I wheezed, feeling tears falling from my eyes and landing on my blood stained skirt. “I. . .I can’t.” I whimpered, particularly to no one as my voice echoed throughout the ominous corridors. I slowly closed my eyes, wheezing and yelping as I felt all the life in my body draining.

I don’t even know if Yebin is still alive or is already dead like everyone here, we are already destined to die anyway. . . So what’s the point?

Dying is the best option.

“Stand up. . .” I suddenly sensed a presence in front of me. Until just a moment ago, this hallway had no signs of life in it, but now I could feel someone standing directly ahead of me. Standing and looking down at me.

Opening my eyes slowly, raising my head to look up. I saw a white, slender ankle in front of me. Shocked, I shot my head up. Standing before me was Youngji.

“Y. . .Yo. . . Youngji?” I stammered, crawling back as I felt a dreadful aura coming from her.

She didn’t reply nor speak, she just stared at me before crouching down.
“W-what are you doing?” I asked, watching her close her eyes before moving towards me until her fading figure completely merged together with mine. She just entered my body, and for some reasons, I can feel my strenght return to me. The agonizing s£nsat!on of dying disappeared, along with both the pain from my stinging shoulder and my hunger.

“Her heart. . .” I can hear her soft voice speaking in my mind, I stood up and grabbed the shard I used to stab the fake Yebin a while ago.

“What about her heart?” I asked, continuing my journey inside the pitch black to school.

“Her weakness. . . Stab her in the heart”