HORRORIA

Chapter 4

"Hana Duri, this is the police open up!" Jackson's voice was stern as it could be when you're yelling at door.

They got no reply. Jackson looked at Taehyung. Taehyung nodded. Taehyung lifted his leg and kicked the door. It opened with ease.

Jackson and Taehyung walked in through the front door, guns drawed.

"I'll take upstairs," Taehyung said as he slyly climbed the stairs, being wary and careful.

"Hana?" He asked as he reached the top of the stairs.

"CLEAR!" Jackson's voice called from downstairs.

Taehyung opened the first door to the right, the bathroom door. He instantly regretted it. There was Hana Duri, sitting with her back against the sink. All Taehyung could focus on was the amount of blood around her. Her eyes sunken in, dull, lifeless. Her hands were blue and her body stiff. Taehyung noticed the razor blade lying partially submerged in blood. Her nails were a pale white.

"Oh my god..."  Jackson had walked up the stairs to where Taehyung was. 

"I didn't expect her to do this," was the only words that came out of Taehyung's mouth.

***

"Breaking News: Hana San Duri was found dead in her apartment this morning after committing suicide, just days after Jae Sejong was murdered in his home. Police believe that she was guilty."

Jungkook's eyes were glued to the screen in shock. Hosoek had a hand over his mouth, he had always been touchy around the subject after his sister committed it herself. Jin sat up straight in his chair. Namjoon raised both eyebrows. 

"We talked to her yesterday," Namjoon shifted on the sofa. 

"Really?" Hosoek looked at them. 

"We took her out for a coffee and cake. She said the police blamed her for the murder because she filed a court case of rape against him. She was the only link they could find." Jungkook felt the anger rise up inside him after saying that, he clicked his tongue. Why did they not listen to the note Bunny left them. 

"This is disgusting..." Hoseok lowered his head.

Jungkook stood up suddenly. "I need a moment."

 Everyone in the room nodded empathetically. Once Jungkook had left the room, Jin spoke up. "Thank god his dad wasn't murdered or that could be Jungkook."

"Jin! Stop being so bloody morbid all the time" Hosoek stared at him. 

"It's true"

"But it was an unnecessary comment," Namjoon tried to cool the tension in the air.

There was a moment of silence.

"Do you guys hate me or something?" Jin suddenly spat out. 

"What!?" Hoseok looked at him. 

"Well, you guy always disagree with what I say, what I do, anything and everything."

"Jin, it's not like that-"

"It fucking seems like that" He got up off the sofa. "Just leave when you feel like it." 

He bumped into Jungkook at the doorway. They stared at each other for a couple of seconds before Jin shook his head slightly, walking up the stairs to his room. 

"What just happened?" Jungkook looked at them confused. 

"Your guess is as good as mine," Namjoon said. 

***

"Dear world, I have decided that it is best for me to leave. Four years ago I wrote a letter like this but it stayed in my wardrobe. I guess if you are reading this one though I've actually gone through with it. Four years ago was the worst year of my life. To be put through something like that and nobody believes you. It tears you apart. I couldn't sleep, I saw him when I laid down and closed my eyes. I couldn't eat, I was so paranoid he would show up. He got away with it once, what's stopping him from doing it again? For four years, I lived in pain, paranoia. I became a shell of myself and I know I did but I couldn't stop it. Now I get blamed for his murder? At this rate, I don't see a reason to live. Everything I say is just cast aside. Maybe this time it won't be. Maybe this time the police will realise they fucked up. They're making a mess of this city and its people. I'm not the only one who has been silenced. I met a man yesterday who went through the same thing. So goodbye world. I guess that's one less problem for this place to worry about. 

Hana Duri"

Jimin stared at the note in Taehyung's hands. Jackson who was sitting on the side of his desk was watching as well. 

"Maybe she wasn't lying about being raped" Jimin muttered, placing the coffee down on their desks. "As much as I'd loved to stay I've got a photoshoot in half an hour and I'm already late."

"How can you be late if it's in half an hour?" Jackson looked at Jimin as if he'd just outsmarted him.

"Well Jackson, you seem to forget, the clothing, makeup, background and camera still has to be set up BEFORE the shoot"Jimin threw a shady glare at Jackson. 

"Oh" was all he could say. 

"See you later babe," Taehyung said, looking up from the suicide note at his oak-like eyes. 

"Bye-bye, I can drop by later if you like"

"I don't think th-" "Sure!" Taehyung cut Jackson off. 

Jimin headed for the staircase. After a couple of minutes. Jimin returned slightly out of breath. His forehead was clammy.

"I found another note from the Bunny"

"What, where?"

"On the windshield of your car"

"But the Bunny is dead" Jackson looked at Jimin as he handed the note to Taehyung.

"If you don't start listening to what I say.
More people will start to decay. ~Bunny"

"Is he threatening is?" Taehyung raised an eyebrow.

"I like I'm going to listen to post it note" Jackson laughed.

Taehyung re-read the letter then the reality hit him.

"Oh my god. I killed an innocent person."