You never liked crowded places. You felt suffocation crawling through your veins everyday when you had to go to your workplace.
So when you decided to finally get yourself a scheduled place far away from the town, somewhere in the woods, you came u...
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As you settled back into your routine, the discovery in the attic lingered in your mind. There had to be a reason the cabin held so much sorrow.
Days passed, and a strange feeling settled over you. The quiet was thick, almost suffocating, and you found yourself jumping at the slightest sound. The cabin creaked as if it were alive.
Ignoring the lingering feelings, you decided to focus on the beauty around you, capturing images of the cabin’s interior and the surrounding woods. Each click of the shutter felt like a tribute to the life you had discovered in this secluded place.
While wandering in the backyard one day, you stumbled upon a strange symbol etched into the ground. It resembled an old mandala, but something about it felt unsettling.
Your heart raced as you knelt beside it, tracing the lines with your fingers. What could it mean? You quickly took photos, wanting to capture its essence before the forest reclaimed it. The air felt heavy, charged with an energy you couldn’t quite decipher. Driven by curiosity, you decided to research its meaning.
After hours of digging through dusty books in the local library, you uncovered references to the symbol tied to dark rituals and buried sorrows. You also found it associated with summoning and binding.
Your heart squeezed as you connected the dots; there was something tragic buried beneath your feet, perhaps tied to the cabin’s past.
Coming back to the cabin, you grabbed a shovel and began to dig. Each clump of earth that flew behind you felt like peeling back layers of history.
Hours passed, and just as you were beginning to lose hope, your shovel struck something solid. Heart pounding, you cleared away the dirt to reveal a wooden coffin, aged and worn.
The initials "J.Jk" were engraved on the top. A shiver ran down your spine; could this belong to the original owner, Jeon Jungkook? Hesitating only for a moment, you knelt beside it, whispering a prayer for whatever lay inside.
With trembling hands, you opened the coffin. Inside lay a ghostly pale figure, seemingly asleep. His hands were crossed over his chest, and his jet-black hair shone like a dark halo under the moonlight streaming through the trees. He wore a pristine white dress shirt adorned with frills, a stark contrast to the decay surrounding him.
The sight took your breath away. He looked peaceful, untouched by time. Dangerously beautiful. But the dark spots on his chest hinted at something sinister. You felt compelled to reach out, to touch him, but fear rooted you in place.
As you stared into his serene face, an overwhelming sense of sadness washed over you. You felt drawn to him, as if a thread of fate connected your souls. You snapped a photo, wanting to capture this ethereal moment forever.
Suddenly, the faint heartbeat reverberated again, louder this time. Your eyes widened with fear. The energy around you crackled, and you stepped back, instinctively clutching your camera. You couldn’t shake the feeling that he was somehow aware of you.
Gulping a lump in your throat, you closed the lid slowly, wondering how his body could stay preserved like this even after centuries. You didn’t have the answer, but the possibilities scared you.
That night, you delved into the history of Jeon Jungkook online. You discovered he was known for his hauntingly beautiful paintings, but his life was marred by tragedy. The lady at the library was indeed right. Rumors whispered that he had turned to dark practices to reclaim what he had lost, hinting at a life that defied the natural order.
With each new piece of information, the pieces of the puzzle fell into place. Jungkook’s sorrow echoed through the cabin, and it was clear that the heartbeat you had heard
was tied to his restless spirit.
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