Dreams of Arcadia

45

While San, with the panicked Jin on his back, tried to find the exit from the mirror maze, I stood there watching my counterpart until San ran full on into a mirror that was angled to show a path that wasn't there. THE SPIRIT, started giggling, which was so infectious that I joined in. She pushed her hair out of her face and laughed at San's and Jin's scared faces until she lifted her eyes and looked at me. My eyes widened as I recognized her.

"Sunmi? Unnie... how did you get here? Weren't you in the audience? You were sitting behind us..." I asked her in amazement and fear... if she was behind us and hadn't survived, what happened to my Unnie?

"I had to use the restroom and went to the VIP area because the line was too long in the hall... I almost made it back, but some idiot pulled me over him and held me down... I was a human shield..." she complained. What kind of selfish asshole held someone down and sacrificed the person to save himself?

"Have you been here alone all this time?" I looked at her pityingly, that must have been very scary.

"No, no... I just died... I was in a coma and they cut off my juice today... But it wasn't just me, there was someone else... I heard the staff talking." she explained.

"But... how did you end up here? Doesn't it depend on when you get there?" asked San, who had calmed down again when he recognized Sunmi.

"Maybe it also depends on the event that led to your death." Jin pondered aloud. Both had picked themselves up again. When we heard noises, she grinned.

"Quick, hide back there, I'll give them a fright and make them wet their pants," she giggled and although Jin and San had almost died of fear themselves - again - they agreed with her, laughing, and moved with me to a corner where we couldn't be seen, but where we had a full view. When San saw that it was Wooyoung and Yeosang who had entered the mirror maze, he put his hand over his mouth so as not to give his best friends a heads-up with his giggles. I pressed my lips together too, as I could imagine what was about to happen. Sunmi got back into position, letting her hair hang over her face as she tilted her head forward. She stretched her arms out to the side, which made her look even creepier.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Wooyoung's loud scream rang out. He fell on his butt and hid behind Yeosang, where he hugged Yeosang's legs and started sobbing.

"I don't want to die yet... I'm still so young." he wailed, while Yeosang just stood there, petrified. Then Sunmi went one better and giggled diabolically.

"Excuse me, Miss Ghost... but Woo didn't mean it when he called you a bitch earlier." he tried to placate.

"I thought it was just a doll and she scared me, it just slipped out." Wooyoung wailed.

"Unworthy... I'll eat your souls..." she said in a muffled voice and I almost couldn't hold on any longer. Jin put a hand over my mouth from behind.

"Oh... our souls are nothing to you... his soul just makes dirty jokes all day and mine longs for Yoongi.... You'll be annoyed by one-sided love and stupid jokes..." Yeosang negotiated again while Wooyoung wiped his snotty nose on the older man's pant leg. That was the end of it for San... he giggled unstoppably and pointed at his now perplexed friends while chuckling.

"Fake ghost fake ghost." sang Jin and I was finally able to laugh freely as he let go of my mouth.

"Hahahaha... I expected that from Wooyoung... but you Yeosang... you believe in spirits in the afterlife? And Wooyoung? You died a long time ago." Sunmi shook her head with a laugh as she combed her hair back with her fingers.

"Noona... not again... You're worse than San and Mingi when you give them too much sugar..." Yeosang complained. Wooyoung stood up and nodded appreciatively.

"I keep falling for you." he said and I looked at them in amazement.

"Yeah... she does that a lot... Whenever we appear in the same show, she plays tricks on us... once she put coal powder in Hongjoong's hat... You couldn't see it because the inside was black..." San explained and the other two immediately laughed.

"Hongjoong was black afterwards too." Wooyoung giggled at the memory.

"Shall we move on then, or should I scare a few more people?"