Boy Meets D.Evil

1.16

First things first I wanna say thank you for taking your time to write a supportive comment, it lifted my spirit and helped me cope with this shitty situation <3 also I'm dying to like give readers the choice of what should Yoongi do next but it's impossible on Wattpad reeeeee anyone wanna make a visual novel with me? xd

Hana's trying to break the glass separating us. Leaving the room and blocking the door should be enough since there's no other way out for her, so I jumped right into it and fleed as soon as her hand, bloody from the cuts, nearly snatched my face. But here's another thing... she's not stupid, she may even predict my moves. I think it's the best if I'm in a constant move, I won't waste my time and I headed outside only to be spotted by Plague Doctor just a few meters away. They're not hesitating as well. I ran upstairs to create a greater distance between us when I heard Hana breaking the barricade I created in a rush. So, I have to think about both Hana's death and saving my head from these two? It's so nerve-wracking, I hate the feeling of someone constantly being behind my back and I'm unable to take a quick glance over my shoulder.
Near the end of the hallway, I was about to sigh in relief as it seems like I've lost them. My heart jumped and started to beat like crazy when Plague Doctor appeared in front of me and I had to abruptly stop running and change the direction. I dodged the scythe in the last second and ran back. Maybe I should enter one of the rooms? I'm not sure what's behind any of the doors but what else can I do except run endlessly around the hallways? The first door didn't even budge, next one is also locked. Fuck, Hana's catching up too, can't believe I'm so unlucky I just got here! But, she didn't attack me... instead, a flower pot flew in Plague Doctor's direction to save us some time. I thought we were gonna cooperate from now on but she swung her hand close to my face and I ended up getting pinned against the door with a dagger through my hoodie. It brushed against my skin, a few drops of sweat replied to the pain since my lips were too dry to let out a sound. Her dangerous aura filled the tiny space we got stuck in. She lunged at Plague Doctor and I didn't dare to stay here any second longer. Something's not quite right with her and I can't risk my life. I saved the dagger, it could be useful in the future. The door behind me opened and I tiptoed my way inside. 

Thankfully I could lock it from inside and it seems to be empty. Except for... the closet. Oh, I can't express how much I dislike this situation I'm in. Cornered, vulnerable, weak. And I'm limited to only moving forward. Please, if anyone's listening, make the closet empty, I don't need additional enemies after me. Carefully I placed my shaky hands on the handles and gripped them firmly. I took a deep breath as thumping in my head got louder with each second, I decided not to hesitate and just get it over with. Tidy black clothes appeared in front of me and I searched between each peace just in case. I spotted a black notebook on the bottom of the surprisingly clean closet (when I take into consideration the state of the entire building) and picked it up. It's empty yet looks like its' pages have been turned many times before meeting my hands. Fingerprints are visible on matte covers, the smell of old paper entered my nostrils and I felt the sudden urge to go through the notebook once more. It's placed so conveniently I'd feel stupid if I left it here although it's empty and quite useless for now. As I stared at the blank pages telling me absolutely nothing, I made up my mind and decided to keep it. 

The notebook closed by itself and got out of my hands. That's what I thought at first until my eyes met another pair of fiery ones, burning through my soul yet sending chills throughout my body and making me freeze on spot. Hana chuckled at my reaction and handed me back the notebook. I followed the girl in suspicion, unsure whether I'm safe or not. It's never clear with her, one second she's trying to kill me and the other we're saving each other. Like a predator toying with its' prey, Hana's circling around me. The floor creaked under her boots, black skirt moved with her hips from side to side, a tight white shirt is tucked into the skirt and a black bow is resting on her already conspicuous chest. There's another bow in her high ponytail, and I must admit I enjoy the way her white hair sways as she moves. Like silk or an elegant hair ornament anyone would be jealous of. There's her usual choker around her neck and wrists also tied in bows. The entire image now fits the one of a doll. Somehow the wounds from scratching her face are completely gone.