Reverse Fate

Chapter 9

The shaman looked in surprised at the slumped down body of the woman. He blinked his eyes, seeing the fading shape of another woman above her, her mouth open in a pained scream that still reverberated in his soul.

"What just happened?" the shaman asked in a quivering voice, looking at PK standing above the body, holding her close to him and ignoring the shaman completely.

"Buja?" PK asked softly, the body against him lying slack and smelling awful. The flesh had a nasty to feel to it, and for a moment he feared they had been too late.

But then her eyes opened and even though the rim was red, he could see something more than just a zombie in there.

"PK," Buja said, a faint smile on her face while she tried to lift her hand to his face. It was clear that she was too weak for the move, and PK took it in his and completed it, holding it to his cheek and feeling tears start to form in his eyes.

"Buja, you're here," PK said, swallowing hard.

"I am," Buja said, and then the red become more pronounced and the spirit was taken by surprise by the sudden strength the Zombie displayed, pushing him to the side and lunging at the shaman, ready to take a bite.

"Aaargh," the shaman shouted when PK moved him to the side and nearly smacked him into a wall.

"Hungry," Buja said, her movements stiff and disjointed, the veins on her face standing out.

"Here, eat this," PK said, holding out an energy marble and the Zombie launched herself at it. Just when she finished it, PK hit her hard, making her fall in a heap on the floor, unconscious while the marble could do it's work.

"The fuck happened?" The shaman asked, looking at Buja and PK in panic.

"Like I said, you performed an exorcism on a Zombie," PK said, taking out an envelop with a was of cash in, "here's the payment, and remember, no one gets to know about this,"

"What?" the Shaman asked, looking at PK dumbfounded. The celebrity was already lifting Buja bridal style and turned to the man with a charming grin.

"Thanks for the service," the spirit said, and then he was off, secure that the silence ritual would keep their secret.

"So, you managed to get Asanyeo exorcized?" Ma Wang asked, seeing the body of Buja in his couch. Vaguely he wondered if he would get the awful scent out of it, or if he should buy a new couch. Perhaps Oh Jeong would know a way to clean it off after, the man did love cleaning to an almost obsessive degree.

"Yes. And Buja, she talked to me," PK said, patting the hair lovingly, looking at her with an almost manic affection, "I gave her an energy marble right after,"

"Good," Ma Wang answered, thinking it over before turning to secretary Ma, "is Oh Gong awake?"

"He is. Seon Mi just got some food for him," secretary Ma said, standing ramrod straight next to Ma Wang.

"I think it's best that we start the ritual, before she starts to fade. Her death has been a long time already, and the marble won't help for a long time," Ma Wang said, and Secretary Ma bowed before leaving to get Oh Gong.

He looked at PK, the man absorbed by the Zombie, who was starting to stir.

"PK?" Buja asked, her body feeling heavier and even worse than before. But she hadn't been frozen by Winter for a long time, and seeing that Seon Mi's blood didn't work anymore, the decay had set in badly.

"Buja, you're awake," PK said, and she smiled sadly at him, glad that he was here with her, glad that she had finally been released from the evil spirit that held her.