Jong-Woo POV.
No matter how many times I called Ji-Eun she didn't answer. They released me from the hospital and said I would be fine. They also said I should get therapy, even gave me a card. I was told if I didn't show they were going to put me in a psych ward. They think I'm insane. I call Jung-Hwa and ask her if we can meet, she agreed. "How have you been?" I nod, "I really did see him, Jung-Hwa you've seen him too, so why don't you believe me?" She looks at me and starts to get her bag, she pulls out a card, "It's PTSD, he's dead." She hands me the card and leaves. Is it really PTSD though, I look at the card, maybe, just maybe, it just might be PTSD. I get up and pull out my phone and dial the number on the card, "Hello?" The person on the other side of the phone asks if I wanted to book an appointment I say yes. I get up pay then leave, I get a taxi and the driver starts to make their way to my house. I hadn't noticed till I got inside my house but I don't remember telling the driver my address. I didn't overthink it, I started the shower. I was getting kind of used to being alone I mean it was a lot better than living with a bunch of psychos. I get out of the shower and hear the doorbell ring. I get to the door and it's a food delivery. I open the door, "Who is this for?" He gives me the food. "It's paid for" then leaves. I stand in confusion, I close the door and place the food on the table, I mean I didn't eat when I saw Jung-Hwa. I start to eat, it seemed like normal food it didn't even taste weird. I get up to get some water and fall to the ground, my legs gave in. I start to panic, I grab my phone and call Jung-Hwa, she doesn't answer.
The front door opens and I hear footsteps coming towards me, I quickly crawl to the other side of the table. The footsteps paused, I cover my mouth to calm my heavy breathing. "Aigoo" I feel a grasp on my hair, and before I know it I'm being dragged by my hair. The person throws me to the couch and takes off their cap. "You made that really hard for me." I freeze, I knew it he was alive, "Moon jo" he smirks, "What you didn't miss me?" I start to get mad, "I already did as you asked, you told me you'd leave me alone!" He stops smiling, "Yah, Jong-woo you shouldn't yell." I yell even louder, "Moon jo leave me alone!" He leaps at me and grabs my neck, tightening it little by little. "I love you" He looks at my lips, "but those lips of yours shouldn't be saying such things." I smile, "This is better but can you really kill me?" He whispers in my ear, "No but I can make your life hell." I look at him in his eyes, "You already have." He lets go and smiles, picking me up, and carrying me. "Put me down I can walk." He sighs, "You can also run" He puts me in the bathtub and runs cold water, I try and fight him because of how cold the water was, "Take me out!" He holds my head underwater drowning me, then brings it back up for air, the drug needs to completely wear off. I grab him by the collar and pull him close, "It-it's really cold." He tuns of the water and gives me a towel, "We're leaving change quickly."
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Strangers from Hell
Mystery / ThrillerAfter Yoon Jong-Woo gets out of the hospital He thought his life would go back to normal COMPLETELY. Seo Moon-Jo was none the less still alive and waiting to make his move. Who knew that a couple more minutes in the hospital bed would be dangerous.
