I open my eyes and hear it again. The screaming I've been hearing every now and then. I thought it was the sound of other people captured in this house like me but I realize this voice now. It's Hwa Yeon's.
I skip out of my bed and press my ear against the floor. It's her.
I go to the door and even though I know it's closed i try opening it a few times.
Then I sit back on my bed with my head rested in my hands and wait until the screams stop. I'm counting the seconds, minutes. I can't help. I can't do anything. What's going on in this house?
I see Hwa Yeon four days later. She only very rarely comes up nowadays and my food isn't brought frequently either. It's not like I really care.
Hwa yeon is pretending nothing has happened. She's changing my bed sheets and dusting off the piano i never use.
"It's you" I suddenly say and she stops." You are screaming."
She turns around and we are standing in the middle of the room in the moonlight, a few feet apart.
"I have nightmares" she says. " I've been having them for six years now..."
I listen in silence.
"I've told you you remind me of someone. It's my childhood friend... we were unseparable" she lets out a faint laugh or cry." We both wanted to become singers. I had a beautiful voice back then... but we got into a car accident."
She looks down so I can't see if she's crying. her long hair hides her pale face.
"He died. I was in the hospital for a long time too but eventually recovered, except my voice." she says." I guess I had many reasons to keep you alive. You could fulfill your dreams unlike me, and your dream was to become a singer, like me... and you're so much like him. I couldn't let him die again..." now she hides her whole face with her hands.
I stand there in silence for a minute then walk up to her, quite close, until our faces almost touch and pull her hands away from her face.
Then I start singing. My throat is hoarse and I'm off key but it doesn't really matter at the moment. I only sing a few lines but that seems to calm her.
I'm still holding her hands and she slowly leans her head on my chest. I stop singing and after a while, lightly rest my head on her head.
I sigh. I feel like some sort of weight has been pulled of my chest. I couldn't hate her.
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