Who Is It? | Treasure | SukHoon

34|Bear The Pains

"Hyunsuk...I...I li..." Jihoon couldn't finish. His words got lost in the series of his own agonized grunts and groans.

"Jihoon!" Hyunsuk, panicked and worried, tried to go near him but Jeongwoo held him back by clutching his arm in a tight hold.

The latter couldn't afford to watch nor have anyone get hurt by Jihoon's possessed body once again.

"Don't." Jeongwoo muttered with a heavy breath.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." Jihoon cried out. "Hyunsuk...I l..." He choked on his words once again, awful sobbing instead came from him. "No! Stop! STOP!!" He faced the ground again and took ragged breaths. His throat felt all swelled up along with his lungs starting to feel like a furnace was burning inside him.

"Jihoon?" Hyunsuk called out.

Jihoon felt the tortorous heat pool below his chest. An awful piercing scream tore through his throat, stretching to what seemed like an eternal minute and then he went silent. His body trembled ever so slightly but the trembling became more plain to see with every passing second. And finally, his laugh could be heard. His body stayed unmoving yet twitching on the ground.

"Jihoon?" Junkyu tried to call out.

"Jihoon." Haruto called out too, wanting to hear a response.

The reply they are returned with was distorted laughter, becoming louder with each ragged breath.

The guard who saw and heard it all finally looked convinced of their claims. He grunted standing up with the help of Jaehyuk and Yoshi nearby. A pained expression on the elder's face as the movement hurt his bleeding stabbed wound. Hot and fresh metallic crimson liquid oozed out despite the minimal exertion it caused. He squinted his face, the pain registered once again into his brain.

"You kids." The guard called their attention with a small pant. "If what you're all saying is true then...go. Do what you think you must." He resigned looking pale. He couldn't deny the events that just happened so he's trusting them for their words now.

"Do what?"

Their heads turned over to Jihoon's body. He stayed on the ground, facing the floor.

"Jihoon?" Hyunsuk called out, he tried to walk over to him but Jeongwoo stopped him once again.

"What are you all going to do?" Jihoon slowly got up. His head snapped up to look at them and his eyes once again held malice in them. "What are you gonna do to me? I didn't do anything wrong. Don't hurt me. I did nothing wrong." His voice mocked to imitate a toddler. He chuckled as his eyes wandered to each of them, the evil inside him relished in their fear drawn faces.

"Stay back. That's not Jihoon anymore." Jeongwoo warned with a deepened frown.

"Let's... let's play a game! I love games!" Jihoon's body unsteadily stood up. Their senses heard the sharp metal sound and the light that reflected off its surface, only then did they noticed he once again had the butcher's knife in his hands.

They really should have gotten rid of that. Their fear induced bodies made them all start to slowly back away. The guard, however, stepped to the front to shield them in protection.

Jihoon started taking small unsteady steps. He was walking over to them. His eyes twitching and neck snapping every once in a while.

"Let's play a game! All of you will run and I'll catch each of you....Each person that I catch gets to DIE!!" Jihoon laughed, his slow footing suddenly became quick. His bloody profile rushed over to them laughing maniacally. The knife raised over his head, eager and ready to strike the first unlucky soul dead. But the guard kicked him by the leg and tackled him to the ground as he fell.