Falling chairs, scattered broken glasses all over the floor, and the leftover food from yesterday's night were everywhere inside the kitchen, the messes were evident.
Faint sunlight at 7 a.m., trying to peek through the fell curtain in the living room and though the ambience of the light was poor, the view could still be seen.
That a female body was on the floor, stomach opened, bubbling blood out and puddling on the floor.
Perhaps, it was a grudge. But, it could also be revenge. Nonetheless, above all, perhaps, if they never met back or tried to reconcile, burying those ugly pasts, this horrifying attempt at murder would never have taken place.
The other female looked dishevelled as she stared down at the latter who was gasping for air on the floor, mumbling something out from between her lips. She was tired as well as if a 4-lap running match had just taken place. Thus, the faint asking for help from the demeanour on the floor never fazed her.
Just then, something fell from her grasp, proving the plummeted energy inside her body. The metal part clinked as it hit the concrete surface, the knife then perfectly laid next to the almost lifeless body on the floor.
It amazed her how the knife seemed to know where to return to. Back to the last body it stabbed.
With the last energy left, the female dragged her body to the shelf at a corner, reaching the phone laid on top before she slid down the wall until she sat on the floor; eyes never left the laid body ahead.
Her bloody hand knew what to do, it swiftly moved all over the phone screen, leaving red marks and fingerprints.
"911, may I assist you?" The voice at the end of the line said after 2 beeps, did not expect to attend such a creepy case.
Silent.
Only the sound of heavy breath could be heard from the caller.
"Hello... Is anyone there? May I know what is the situation?" The agent seemed to smell something fishy.
"I..." She said and paused.
"Yes, please continue," the agent eagerly coaxed, knowing best that actions needed to be taken immediately.
"I... I've killed my bloodline."
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Sentience
Fanfiction(n.) Ability to feel things. The empathy he has for people around him has always been praised. Changmin's eagerness to help people is not really a question anymore. However, when it comes to someone he truly cares more than himself, his sentience pr...
