HUSH! | JJK | {ORIGINAL}

17) Dead Body

The odor was strong as hell. The only we could do was ran away. "Let's check inside!" Jimin exclaimed, covering his nose and walking ahead. 

I followed him.

At first, he checked the living room and then dining while I was calling dad. No reply. "Jimin I'm worried." I tugged his shirt from behind but he didn't respond. The smell was getting stronger and heavier as we were going inside the house. 

"HOLYSHI- " He got a jump scare by the big spider web which was covering the whole wall of the corridor. There was a small corridor inside our house. "What in the earth is this?" I yelled. 

Jimin extended his hands to remove the web but quickly have to put his hand down as I slapped his hands. "What are you doing?" I yelled at him.

"Maybe something is behind this web." I didn't even know did he just said or answered my question.

"NO NO NO PLEASE DON'T. Here can be spiders or something else terrifying. Let's check the other room." I hold his hand and was about to drag him to dad's room. The smell was still here. 

"Hey Y/N, are we dumb?" he slightly laughed.

"Yeah, only you." I rested my back on the wall, waiting for his reaction.

"Ahh please." he paused. "See! We didn't even light up the bulbs." he went to the switchboard.

 I went to check another room. I tried to keep my cool... Until..... I got into dad's room, I never expected I would have to see something like this. The helpless blue frozen body of dad was lying on the bed. He was injured terribly. Huge gashes covered his chest and his clothes had dry bloodstains. On his face was an expression of pure terror. I felt my whole world break down right then and there.

"DAAAAAAAAAAAD!!!!!!!!!!" I burst out of crying and fell on the floor. I could have fainted a little more if Jimin didn't hold me up. "How could you leave me like that." I crawled and went close to dad, ignoring the smell coming from him, I sat beside his bed. "Dad, what am gonna do now? Who will raise me? I'm still a kid, dad......." I tried to hold his hand but at the same time was scared of his dead body.

Jimin pulled me up from the floor. "Should we call the police?" 

I just nodded and was about to leave the room, but Jimin suddenly ran away and went to the corridor. I went along with him. "Y/N this web!" he pointed at the big spider web. "I guess it can have any clue." 

Unable to control myself anymore, I sat on the corner of the ground. "You.....are acting like you are in movies." I was still out of my sense by seeing the dead body.

"I'm gonna check it anyways." he extended his hands and removed the web. "Y/N see!" 

I looked up with heavy teary eyes, "Eunha? Is this the killer's name who killed my dad?" I said killer cause we don't even know did he died himself or someone murdered him. The name was written in dark fresh blood. As Jimin touched the blood with his fingertips, it burned.

"WHAT'S THIS?" I stood up. "Don't touch it. It will burn you." he showed me his finger. 

Jimin was ruffling his hair insanely. "Jimin you can, you can remember," he was saying gibberish and was trying to remember something. He collapsed to the ground clutching his stomach. "Eunha, Eunha, Eunha, Jung Eunbi!!"

Cold skin drags my feet to the tile as I walk in down through the corridor. From the kitchen to the bathroom sinks I can only feel his fade away. I wish it's just a dream. I became an orphan now. When I saw his dead body I was feeling like he left me alone in this huge unknown world. The people from the police took away his body for postmortem. His result will be given within 1 or 1 and a half weeks. I was inside of the room and Jimin was with the police. The whole neighborhood woke up at those car sirens and the area lighted up.

The officers covered our house with tapes, CRIME SCENE DO NOT CROSS.

"MIss Y/N it will be better to leave this house now." The head officer spoke out from my behind. "Huh? Wae?" I turned around. "This house is now under the police department and government." he glanced once at his file. "B-But this house was bought by my father," I shouted politely. 

"What happened Officer Jin?" Jimin came from outside after hearing my shouting. "Miss Y/N maybe doesn't know that this house is under the government now cause the owner of this house doesn't exist." Officer sternly raised his eyebrows. "How can you say about a dead person like this?" Jimin glared at him deadly. 

"He isn't the owner of this house." Mr. Jin said while opening the file which his assistant handed him over. Listening to his words, made me feel dizzy. This house was built when I was a newborn baby in my mother's lap. "Then who?" Jimin asked in curiosity. 

Officer Jin showed him a paper of infringement. It was written that the house on Block D, 53/4 Yeongsan station road, Seoul, South Korea is bought by a man named Jo Sangseol. 

"Who's it?" I stepped forward.

"He's Jo Sangseol (89), the real owner of this house and the main thing is the house was built in 1966. It proves that it's not your father's house." Officer frowned. "We'll try our best to search what happened in the past and also try to give you the report of postmortem quickly. But now you have to find a place somewhere else to live and your father's bank account will be your now for sure." They packed their goods and papers, leaving the house. 

Everything went silent. This could be more dangerous if we lived here with all our past and present memories. Everyone is dying from our aim list and now it's you, Mr. Park.