It was no use waiting for Lomon to come a round. Therefore, I made it a mission to show up in front of him. I stumbled through the entrance of Lomon's workplace, my heart pounding inside my chest. I scanned the room, searching for any sign of him amidst the sea of unfamiliar faces. Spotting Lomon across the room, I couldn't contain my emotions any longer.
"Lomon!" I shouted, my voice echoing through the otherwise silent office. Several heads turned in my direction, surprised by the sudden outburst. Lomon's eyes widened as he locked onto my distraught figure.
But before I could reach him, a chilling voice whispered from behind. "Well, well, well, if it isn't Haejin. What a perfect opportunity for a little playtime."
I turned around, my heart seizing in fear as I recognized the face of Hae-Jung, my relentless stalker. The sense of danger washed over me, but it was too late. Hae-Jung lunged at me, overpowering me with ease. Panic set in as I fought against my assailant's grip, screaming for help.
Hae-Jung dragged me towards a van parked outside, his movements swift and determined. I desperately clung to anything within reach, trying to break free from Hae-Jung's iron grip. Fear and adrenaline coursed through my veins, clouding my thoughts.
As I struggled, I caught a glimpse of Lomon running towards me, his face etched with concern and anger. His eyes met mine, and a mixture of relief and determination flickered within them, promising that he wouldn't let me go without a fight.
But before Lomon could intervene, Hae-Jung shoved me into the van, slamming the door shut. Trapped in darkness, my heart raced as I realized the dire situation I was in.
As the van sped away, I mustered all my courage, vowing to fight my way back to Lomon and find safety once more. No matter what Hae-Jung had planned, I would face it head-on and do whatever it took to come out victorious.
When my eyes fluttered open, I found myself in a dimly lit room, my hands tightly bound together with rope. Panic rushed through my veins as I tried to make sense of my surroundings. It was then that I caught a glimpse of Hae-Jung, a familiar face twisted with an unsettling determination.
The abandoned place was a dilapidated house hidden among a sprawling forest. Its peeling walls and broken windows mirrored the dark and tortured soul of its occupant. My heart sank as I realized the extent of danger I was in. But amidst the fear, I knew I had to keep my wits.
Hae-Jung approached me cautiously, a sinister grin spreading across his face. "Haejin, this has become your faith" he sneered.
"No! Let me go," I pleaded, my voice trembling.
I knew I had to escape if I wanted to survive this ordeal. I scanned the room, desperate for any way to break free. The flickering lightbulbs and the cracked walls seemed to mock me, reminding myself of the desperate situation I found myself in.
Summoning every ounce of strength and courage, I began to subtly work at the ropes binding my wrists. Though my hands were numb and bruised, I was determined to pushed forward. The rope burned against my skin as I loosened it inch by inch.
Outside, thunder crashed and rain lashed against the windows. The elements had joined forces with me, lending the a sense of urgency and secrecy. Just as the knot started to loosen, Hae-Jung turned away, momentarily distracted by his ringing phone.
Now or never, I thought. With my hands nearly free, I mustered every ounce of endurance left within me and tore through the final threads holding me captive.
The moment my hands were free, I sprang into action, my heart pounding with adrenaline. I darted past Hae-Jung, who was taken by surprise, and raced towards the nearest exit. The creaking floorboards below my feet seemed to echo my desperate escape.
As I burst through the front door, rain washed over my face like a cleansing baptism. My lungs filled with the fresh scent of freedom.
My heart thumped wildly as I sprinted through the dense woods, my breathing ragged. I could hear Hae-Jung's heavy footsteps behind me, closing in every second. Fear coursed through my veins, urging myself to run faster.
With adrenaline fuelling my desperate escape, i scanned my surroundings hoping for a way out. As I dashed past towering trees and stumbled over fallen branches, my eyes caught sight of a cliff up ahead. A shiver ran my spine as I realized the risky yet potentially life-saving opportunity it presented.
Hesitation gripped my mind, weighing the option of jumping into the unknown against the impending danger of Hae-Jung's grasp. Thoughts of the cold river below tugged at my consciousness, but I knew deep down that it was now or never. Without second-guessing myself, I made up my mind.
Summoning all the courage, I surged forward, my legs propelling toward the edge of the cliff. Panic mingled with determination as I neared the precipice. With a fierce battle cry, I leaped off the edge, hurtling through the open air.
Time seemed to stand still as I descended towards the rushing river below. The wind whipped at my face, drowning the sound of my own screams. Fear and uncertainty consumed my thoughts, but I had taken the leap, believing that escape was within my reach.
The cold shock of the water enveloped my body upon impact, stealing my breath away. Underneath the surface, I fought against the swift current, struggling to resurface. My lungs burned, my strength waned, but the will to survive propelled me forward. I could feel my lung filled with water and my vision getting blurry each second. I knew I was closed to the end of time. But just as I felt myself surrendering to the darkness, a strong arm wrapped around me, pulling me towards the surface.
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Spill Blood (Lomon Fanfiction)
FanfictionKim Haejin has a crush on Park Solomon, her best friend. However, when danger lurks around the corner it became harder for her to confess her love. Can she be able to get happy ending? Or will it be too late?