What lies behind the door

Too quick to celebrate

Her body shivered as the coldness surrounded her. She has no escape, yet she had to try to breath one more time. This feeling of suffocation, this was a feeling of being alive. Her lungs burned as more water entered. How did this happen? She doesn't recall a thing about being alive, it had been 90 years since she has been numb every feeling.

Her hand reached out of the water, getting a grip on the dock. She pulled herself up gasping for air. Shivers ran down her body. Her eyes looked around seeing the sun barely coming up. She's in a river? Why? The last thing she remembered was laying on the bed in the basement and suddenly feeling sick. Her vision became a blur, and she wasn't able to breathe. It was as if she had died again, but now she woke up in the cold water alive.

If she was here then her sister must be here too. Who would bring her and her sister back? They were dead, weren't they? And that's when it finally hit her.

Yoohyeon.

She laughed to herself thinking how ridiculous this way. Yoohyeon brought her sister back but accidentally brought her as well. Gahyeon crawled out of the water feeling the wind blowing against her cold body. She had no idea how long she had been in the water, but she knew it was enough to not feel any warmth. She laid on the ground curling up trying to stay warm. Gahyeon shut her eyes falling asleep instantly.

From afar the sound of a car parking near the entrance was heard. There was a sudden thud and footsteps running towards her direction. She felt the roughness of the clothes against her body.

"Hey, hey!" Someone yelled.

There was a sudden warmth of hands on her forehead. Her eyes opened and were met with a worried look of an older man. He wore a fishing hat, vest, and boots. He was a typical fisher, it reminded her of her father. Though she acknowledged the man she was still unresponsive.

"I have to get you to the hospital."

Gahyeon grabbed the man's vest shaking her head no.

"They'll know I'm here if you take me to the hospital. Take me with you. Take me to your home," She whispered.

Gahyeon closed her eyes slowly passing out again. The older man panicked running back to his car grabbing towels to wrap her around. He carried her back to his car where he sped off to his house.

Once he has arrived he quickly turned off his fans and air-conditioning. Rummaging through his closets he got spare blankets he kept during the winter. Quickly he ran back to Gahyeon carrying her inside laying her on the bed. Once she was wrapped in many amounts of blankets, he opened his window curtains letting the sun shine down on her hoping it'd warm her a bit.

He placed his hand on his chin as she stared at her. What was he going to do if she did die of hypothermia? What will he tell the cops? His job will immediately find out and kick him out if they saw him as a murderer of a young girl. For crying out loud he has worked as a social worker, if they found out he was digging a body of a younger girl, it'd be the living proof of irony.

He sighed as he waited for a response from the girl, but waiting only made him grow more anxious. He stepped out for a bit cooking something that'll take his mind off of something.

After a few hours had passed by he had managed to pass out on his couch.

Gahyeon woke up in a small room with a huge amount of blankets on her. She looked to her left and was met with the sun greeting her. She squinted her eyes and got off the bed.
Her clothes were dry but smell like the river. She scrunched up her nose as she smelled her clothes. Gahyeon looked around seeing photos of a small girl with the man who had saved her. The walls were painted white, but half of it wasn't fully painted. There was a faint image of trees and cute bears on the walls, was this the room of a younger girl? She looked down at the wooden floor bouncing up and down on her heels. It creeks like just like the floor at home.