doll ; 윤진

DOLL

y/n sprinted through the busy streets of seoul in a hurry, rushing to her office building, until someone had tightly gripped her upper arm and dragged her to the side.

"ya! who do you think you are-" she was cut off by the mysterious person putting an envelope in her hands.

before she could get the chance to say any more, they had already walked off. but not before looking into y/n's eyes. shivers went down her spine as they made eye contact.

they wore an all black, baggy, jumpsuit. but what was the most noticeable yet horrifying, was the worn out porcelain doll-like mask.

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throughout the entire work day, all y/n thought about was that rather creepy encounter this morning.

she spun her chair over to her coworker-turned-girlfriend, kim chaewon, and held out the letter for her to take.

"what's this?"

"some weird ass creep walked up to me on my way here and gave it to me. i haven't opened it yet."

chaewon stared at y/n with a suspicious look as she opened the letter, beginning to read it out loud.

"what the hell.. 'dear yang y/n, you are invited to huh yunjin's dollhouse. please come to the seoul international dock and trade harbor by 10pm sharp. come alone, see you soon'.."

"chae what's wrong? why'd you stop talking?" y/n asked, suddenly growing nervous.

she watched how chaewon's face fell, before the letter was tossed back to her own desk.

immediately, she felt disturbed, distraught, just by staring at the letter.

it was written in blood, rather then pen.

y/n looked at the clock. it was now 9 on the dot. she began to pack her bag in a rush. the dock was a 45 minute drive away.

"hey! yang, don't tell me your going!"

she stopped what she was doing, and looked at chaewon, who was now holding her wrist.

"im curious. is it creepy? yes. am i worried and/or nervous? also yes. but are you stopping me from going? no."

"oh my fuck y/n do you not know who huh yunjin is?! have you not heard the rumors??"

she shook her head as a no, raising an eyebrow while doing so.

"other people supposedly have received the same letter as you, written in blood as well. rumor has it that huh yunjin invites a bunch of people to some unknown location, also known as her dollhouse, and picks out people that'll later be turned into her live dolls. the girls she doesn't pick? they're slaughtered just a few rooms down the hall."

y/n chuckled, then gently took chaewon's hand off hers. she began to continue packing her bags, making sure to grab anything and everything she could need.

"you're insane."

"i'm curious."

"y/n the chances of you being picked are like one in a billion! i'm not ready to lose you!"

"how do you know about what presumably goes on inside the dollhouse? you said they're rumors."

chaewon sighed before walking over to pack her own bags, her girlfriend following behind.

"whatever, i need to do something around 10 anyway. just- just stay safe, alright?"

y/n grinned, bringing chaewon into a short kiss.

"i know, i'll be fine. i love you."

"love you more."

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