DOLL [vmin]

27: reincarnation -end-

Taehyung was having a hard time keeping himself together right now. He looked at the doll that was still frozen in place. Two days had passed since he saw his move. Taehyung tried to be faster but he had to try some other things before he knew it was going to work. He was unsure about the success rate of his plan. So once more he had opened his father's books and studied the last two chapters of his work.

'Embalming and storing the body' and the last was titled 'Trapping the soul'

He had all the information his father left behind in his head. He could feel connected to the man, whether he liked it or not doesn't matter now. He had made a promise which he kept. And today was the moment where his hard work will be paid off.

"My love, my precious Jimin. We will be together again" Taehyung said caressing the broken doll's cheek. He hasn't taken the doll off the stage. a doll that was frozen forever in the elegant pose. Looking like a ballerina in an old broken music box. Taehyung had tried to put back the fallen pieces that broke out of the doll but he didn't find all the pieces. Sunhee had collected all of them wich she found while cleaning. knowing the other would like to get them back. Sunhee felt very down now that Jimin was gone. she had grown very fond of the other. but now he was gone the mansion felt very empty again. only her and taehyung were here, the broken restless soul of all those children have left the dolls and the mansion. there were only two living souls left. Sunhee and taehyung.

But to taehyung Jimin was still here. He knew. Because Jimin sacrificed himself for Taehyung's life. trading his soul to stay here and take over all the other soul's their pain and sorrows. Sunhee have never entered the basement after Jimin was gone. Taehyung didn't allow her. saying she will disturb Jimin. She felt somewhat bad for the dollmaker.

Unlike her, Taehyung was 100% sure Jimin was down there again. where else will he be? He had spent every day a few minutes in the cold basement and spoke to the lonely soul. He could feel the cold unsettling waves in the basement, it alarmed him that there was a soul here. So Taehyung was confident about his work. He had set everything up. Dragging the needed supplies down there into the furthest basement cell. from a ghost connecting candle his father had made to glass shards. He had everything he needed; the only thing left was to get the empty shell that needed to be filled. The shell to trap a soul.

With steady steps he walked out of the basement passing Sunhee who tried to talk to him.

"sir-"

"No time, gotta hurry" Taehyung said and disappeared into his work room. inside there was a hidden room, by pushing aside the bookshelf it revealed an opening which led to his father's work room which was dirty and full of old blood stains. but now mixed with fresh puddles and stains. The ones of Taehyung's doing. The stains he made with the blood of his own victims.

not giving to any acknowledgement he went to the big box where he had defrosted and injected the body to keep it fresh. He groaned using his strength to lift up the heavy body and carry it out of the workplace. The body was heavy with no life in it, it was just a bundle of flesh and blood. But that didn't stop him. He neared the basement and he could clearly hear Sunhee gasp and finch back.

"Sir, what are you doing!?"

"getting my Jimin back" is all Taehyung said to her before entering the basement and walking down the cold stairs, his steps echoing through the basement. He could hear Sunhee following him in curiosity. He didn't mind, she was watching, watching and seeing what taehyung managed to do. something that no one had ever done before. not in this form at least.

"There there '' Taehyung grinned while placing the body on the iron bed that hung at the wall on chains. He admired the boy's beautiful face, from his plump lips to his gentle hands. Everything was a copy of the appearance of the doll. They were like two drops of water, the only difference was that this was real flesh and blood and the other was just porcelain and air.

"Now, come to me Jimin. come back to me" Taehyung said and grabbed the glass shards, he opened the jar, it was written that ghosts can be seen in glass, having many shards will make you able to see movement in the air, seeing the glass change color or even move. Since Taehyung didn't really have sand in here, he just broke a glass which he used for water earlier and put it in a jar. He lit the strange discolored candle seeing the flame isn't red but white. He was surprised by it, but not too long as he put the candle in the shards to keep it upright and waited.

He didn't know how long it would take, even if he was so sure of himself. there was still a chance it might not work. as smart his father was it didn't mean everything was going to work. Yet Taehyung was more sure this will work than it won't. It just had to. He can't lose Jimin forever, he needed the other. He needed Jimin with him. Suddenly Taehyung noticed something. The glass shards turned darker and the candle turned a deep bright blue color flickering violently.

At the same moment his eyes turned to the limp body. It was still frozen lifeless until it suddenly shot up with a loud gasp. his blue eyes shot open and looked right at Taehyung, locking their eyes in a warm yet heavy look.

"Tae"

"Jimin..." Taehyung teared up and smiled wide. His creation was a success. his fathers work worked, mixing his and taehyung's made it able to happen. The experiments were not for nothing, it all lea to this moment. the moment taehyung could get the lost soul back alive.

A perfect creation...

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damn i really did that, i finished another story. wow.

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