Bitter Blood || a Park Woojin fan-fiction [UNDER CONSTRUCTION]

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❝ the dagger plucks the mind, but
not the heart. ❞    

-Chapter 41, The Sweetest Contempt, by yeonnieong

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ONG RAEYEON

Slithering through the silent darkness, was her very heart beating. The devastated friend of hers never once spared eye-contact, or a single tear as he was covered in scars and bruises. She couldn't just let them go after what they did to Jihoon, but Raeyeon knew well of herself as a craven coward, a waste of space, and worthless.

No, I must find a way to help.

"Question one," Natalie uttered, fishing one of the piled papers out of her file. "what do you see?"

The papyrus held a simple photo of a petite, fragile Caucasian lady undergoing some home-tasks, a broomstick in her clutch, as the pic seemed to have been taken when she was sweeping the marble floor. However, Raeyeon squinted her eyes when she noticed something, or someone, bizarre peeking through her house windows, eyes bloodshot red and fangs ready to feed on flesh.

Raeyeon tried not to look as intimidated, "A lady doing chores."

"Anything else?" Natalie asked, observing Raeyeon's every facial feature.

"No."

Noticeably expecting the answer, Natalie fixed the rim of her glasses. She clicked her fingers at an instant, as the guards marched their way towards Jihoon, built arms ready to throw yet another torturous punch.

"W-Wait, what are you doing?!" Raeyeon yelled. "Don't you dare touch him!"

Natalie smirked once more, "One more lie, and he'll die." those venomous words she spat. "If he dies, I've got lots in store, you know? More and more of your little friends in miserable plight." the witch chuckled. "I'll ask you one more time, Ms. Ong. What else do you see?"

Raeyeon was in a painful deep contemplation. She was well aware that these must've meant something; because every question, in a colossal insanity, may end up to a crucial jackpot that tricks the limited brains. If these answers Raeyeon knew were told, would there be a larger entity of vampire victims? Would Jihoon still get killed? Was this all a fancy play?

I want to go home.

"5 seconds, or else-"

"A vampire," Raeyeon bit her lower lip. "with red eyes."

The atmosphere had an instant freeze after her answer. Natalie, who'd kept a sly, relaxed posture stood her upper body in a straight attitude, her arms that were clinging onto her files plopping onto her lap. The guards, who were strictly ordered to keep watch of Jihoon, as well as herself, loosened their grip, even to the extent that one of them placed their palm on the mouth of their mask.