A Look Into the Past

Shattered Memories

The members of Kimco opened their eyes to an all-white subspace.

A couch a bean bag and an old wooden rocking chair were set facing away from them, in front of all the furniture was a box that flickered until a projection of a screen floated above it.

[ Take a seat... The film will start shortly ]

"Beanbags mine!" Jihye said rushing past the others followed by Gilyoung and Shin Yoosung who raced over to the couch bickering about who got there first. Yoo Jonghyuk walked down to the rocking chair but before he could sit Sooyoung threw herself onto the soft, cushioned chair. Putting her legs up on the ottoman one over the other.

"You snooze ya lose! She said smugly. Jonghyuk glared at her while the others took a seat on the couch and snickered. Hyungsun looked at the two as flew between Yoo Jonghyuk and Han Sooyoung, feeling the need to intervene.

"Uhm...Jonghyuk-ssi you can have s my spot."

"Nah don't give it to him," Han Sooyoung hissed. Jonghyuk's scowl deepened. She glared right back at him straight in the eyes while continuing.

"Take it as a punishment for creating this mess." Hyungsung paled at the words glancing at the regressor who stiffened while the rest of the company stopped laughing and looked at Jonghyuk with wary eyes. They all knew it wasn't good if he was in a bad mood.

[ Constellation Abbysal Black Flame Dragon wants popcorn for the show ]

[ Constellation Demon-Like Judge of Fire says it's not the time to fight the movies going to start ]

The notifications caught their attention and Sanga was the first to break the silence

"Oh, it's starting..."

The blue projection faded from black to white with black bold wording.

[ Ep. 1 Shattered Memories ]

The screen went black until white blurred and a gentle tune played.

[ Soft humming filled the tiny room I called my world... but soon turned to violent shouts paired with crying pleas ]

The once harmonious melody conformed to sinister and dark as words flittered across the screen.

[ Words on pages printed in ink, told tales of wondrous lands...but they too turned wicked, to shreds, to blurred and stained. ]

The music slowed but the ominous tone stayed and something like a door came into view from the darkness. And an old wooden door with chipping paint was slightly ajar.

[ Constellation Demon-like judge of fire is anxious ]

[ ConstellationSecretive plotter is frowning ]

[ Constellation Abyssal Black flame dragon is excited to see more ]

The members ignored the notifications as all their attention was glued to the screen before them. Light broke through the empty darkness of the black screen and blurred images gradually came into focus.

[ I remember the shattering sounds of broken glass the light that peeked through the small cracks between blinds of the closet doors that protected me from the outside... ]

[ The smell of alcohol was dense in the air as movement from the figure beyond the door shuffled closer to the closet trying to barricade it to protect me from the man...No, my father as he towered over the latter, my mother ]