Witchcraft *On-hold* (Dreamcatcher)

"Chapter 1 - The new one's"

15 years later

JaeJin and YeoJin were standing in the front as their grandpa was brought down. Their tears were already dried. The day they found out their grandpa was dead, they felt a shiver run down their spine.

Though they didn't knew if it meant they were back, or something else. So they stood there watching the casket get lowered.

In the back are seven figures, dressed in complete black, their faces hidden by a black veil. They couldn't bring themselves to go forth to the others. They felt a restriction.

His death wasn't one of a natural one, but since nothing could be proved, they had to let the case go. That is exactly the reason they came back. Still they felt bad for certain things, that they aren't too eager to think about. YeoJin and JaeJin noticed these figures already. They just didn't spoke about it.

This day will take a toll on the two. Their grandpa died, they are at the funereal. This isn't what they wanted never, they thought he would live longer. One day it went like a normal everyday and they got a call saying he died.

That day they cried so long. So now their tears are only dry, not one single drop. So they stood in the front row, seeing everyone eyeing them and their parents with pity in the eyes. JaeJin and YeoJin hated it, they disliked it, every second of it. They didn't want to be pittied.

Looking at each other they rolled their eyes at the people, watching the ceremony infront of them. Once it was finished both of them walked ahead and took some earth to throw it on the casket. Turning around and walking away with their parents. They had to get to the house, so they could greet the guest and endure more looks of pity.

***

The seven black dressed women still stood there after everyone left. Once they were sure that everyone left they walked forward to the grave. Looking at the name on it. Lee JungHyun.

"We are sorry we didn't came earlier, we just needed to make sure it was long enough!" One of them said looking with worried eyes at the gravestone.

"Your family looks nice though, your daughter grew well. She even has two children, I am happy for you! It is sad you were taken away this cruel." Another one said, the others just silently agreed, since they didn't have more to say.

They laid down the respective flowers they each had. Looking at the grave before leaving, going back to their apartment.

***

JaeJin looked at everyone in their house, how he hated the pity looks people were giving him. He looked over to his twin sister who obviously forced a smile as everyone wanted to console her. He knew she was affected more than him, but he also knew that his sister is someone who dislikes being pitied to the chore.

She wants to suffer in silence until she knows it is alright for her. That she doesn't need to cry herself to sleep anymore, that she is alright again. Everyone suffers different.

"Oh my sister, why can't you just cry yourself out to someone?" JaeJin mumbled to himself in question. He knew she cried that day a lot, but she locked herself away, so no one can see her. With that he turned to go to the window sill he used to sit on, every time they visited their grandpa.

Once he was up he looked out of the window, when a shiver run down his spine. He looked out only to see the seven black dressed figures walk by. One of them looked directly at him when they crossed the window while walking.