𝐁𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐞: 𝐀𝐧 𝐎𝐦𝐞𝐠𝐚'𝐬 𝐀𝐜𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐕𝐨𝐰

Prologue

(SB/g) - Soobin girl
(YJ/g) - Yeonjun girl
(BG/g) - Beomgyu girl
(TH/g) - Taehyun girl
(HK/g) - Huening Kai girl

The pitter-patter of footsteps was heard as (YJ/g) hid with her sisters in a closet. The girls were young, ages 5-6 as they all heard the shouts and screams echo throughout the house. (YJ/g) had teary eyes as she and (BG/g) held onto each other tightly, none of the girls understanding what's happening as they all sobbed and wondered when it will be all over. The scent of blood was heavy as they heard a distant smack of glass coming from downstairs.

(SB/g), being the oldest out of the bunch, warily stared at the closet door, her tiny hands clenched into fists as she tried to hold onto her tears as she listened to the disaster happening downstairs. Just like her sisters, she barely understood what's happening, but something told her that whatever was happening it was bad. Very, very, bad. She eyed her four sisters who were holding onto each other, crowded into the corner as she sat by the door, a protective instinct coming over her as she wanted to protect her sisters no matter what may happen to her.

(TH/g)'s breath hitched once she heard the sound of footsteps echoing, as if someone was coming up the stairs. She frowned and gulped, holding onto (HK/g)'s hand tightly as she furrowed her brows and pressed her back tightly against the closet door, wanting to just disappear through it. 

It was quiet, and the five girls wondered what's happening. Was it safe to come out? Where is everyone? Many questions coursed through their heads as they tried to listen to any sounds of life. Finally, they heard something. The door creaked open, the very door that belonged to their parents bedroom that the five were hiding in. The girls were on edge, who was on the other side of the door?

The closet door opened and the girls screamed, (SB/g) instinctively swinging at whoever the person was. Her small fist was caught and the girls opened their teary eyes to see their uncle, who held a sad but composed expression. He cradled the five girls in his arms and shushed their little cries, "It's okay, I'm here, I'm here."