Jennie
It's a tiring day from work, but I can't get a sleep leaving unfinished files to read. I throw my case at the couch and flopped down on ny swivel chair inside the office of my house.
I tied my hair in a messy bun, took off my coat and wear my glass before flipping a folder open.
Kim Yeri's murder case
That's the title that greeted me on the first page. This file have been sent by Wendy on me yesterday. The case was all about a high school girl who was killed. Some students witnessed that Yeri jumped off the rooftop and killed herself. But her parents don't buy it, they said that their daughter is perfectly fine. No trace of being depressed to do such suicidal.
They tried getting a lawyer before me but all of them tells that it's a suicide and just drop the case. Then Yeri's parents contacted me, telling and hoping that I can help them what is the truth. I just finished winning a case and maybe I can give this a shot. Perhaps they only wanted the truth and a proof that their daughter didn't take her own life.
In another separated file, there are photos of Yeri's body. I grimace at it because it looks really awful. Her body was totally crushed, head cracks and her brain was scattered on the gorund together with her own blood. Her arms are twisted along with her legs. It looks really painful and if you have a low tolerance on looking at this kind of photo you will throw up. There is another photo which is taken at the rooftop.
There are three letters written on the floor, "FLY". My head falls into concentration. It was written with blood. There are also droplets of blood towards the spot where she jumped.
I continued to scanned the photos and I noticed something on her shoulder. There's a small cut on it, like just a centimeter short. It looks unnoticeable if you don't pay attention to it. I grab another folder taht contains the photo of her body being forensic and read the papers attached on each photos.
I especially focused on the mark on her body, the small cut from her shoulder is not just a small scratch. I gasps when it's just the starting point of the long cut from her shoulder to her back. Her flesh was well displayed and my stomach is churning and ready to release unpleasant mixed of foods that I have eaten this day. But I hold it continued to study the photos. I flip another page that gives a full view of her back.
"What is this?" I asks quietly, tracing the cut on her back.
It's apparent that this is not a suicide but a murder. I'm wondering why all of those lawyers they got told them that it's suicide where in fact it is not. I need to ask them why and maybe I can get some informations.
A person who wants to die will not give time scraping her back. That's insane. I grab my notepad and start sketching the pattern of the cut.
"A wing?"
I furrowed and stare back at the photo. It looks like a wing. What's the meaning of this? I look back from the other photos and noticed that the spot where her body fell there are also a word written on it with blood.
"FALL"
Fly and fall? Is this some procedure to die? But how could she write another word after she jumped where in her body were already crashed. There is zero percent chance that a person who jumped from a rooftop still remain a breath to write something.
I believe that this is murder but the question is, no one saw a person who is with Yeri when she went on the rooftop nor someone who goes down and get close to her body after she fell. The incident happened between 8 and 9 in the morning. I need to go check the place for myself to find more hints. The body and bloods may not there bit I can still see the angles of the place.
I closed the files and closed my eyes. I'm getting hungry. I sighed and pushed myself up from the chair. When I open the door of my office, awful odor went straight to my nostril. It smells like dead animal. A burning smell that turns into a putrid odor. I gagged and cover my nose with my palm and made way to find where it is coming from.
I'm pretty sure that there is no living animal, either a dead one at my place. I went into the living room and the smell is just getting stronger.
"Damn. Where is it coming from."
I ran for the door and open it to sniff clean air but when I open the door, I was greeted with an unknown person who's standing in front of me.
I screamed in surprise but the person didn't budge on how pitched my voice is, instead he slowly smiles at me. My body tensed up and quickly engulfed by a sudden fear. His smile makes me feel sick, it's so creepy.
"W-who are you!?" I managed to stutter, backing myself inside.
The putrid smell is already suffocating me, is it coming from him? He smells dead!
His face started to distort in unexplainable sight. His skin is stretching until the flesh is in view. It looks so gross that I cupped my mouth to hold back myself fron vomiting.
"You met the flesh, now you will meet all the fallen."
He released a guttural voice and my eyes widen when he raised both of his hands forward to grab my neck. But before he can touch me, I already slammed tge door closed and ran away from it.
My body is trembling and my heart beat so erratically. What is wrong with him!? Then I remembered the girl in my dream, they say the exact words. This is not a coincidence, it can't be. Their aura, it's also the same. The voice.
I jerked in surprise when the door is being repeatedly slammed. I frantically look around for something to use as a weapon to defend myself. I grab the vase and positioned myself. The knob is twisting and when the door opens, I throw the vase with all my force and I didn't think wether I hit him or not.
"What the!"
I gasps when I see Kai covering his head with his hands.
"Omygod! Kai!"
I run into him and checked if I injured him.
"Did I hit you?"
He stood up straight and shakes his head.
"No. Good thing I see it coming and my reflex is fast." He says.
"Thanks god." I sigh in relief, but then I remembered the guy outside. "Close the door!"
"Wha--why?" He asks a bit confused but do what I say. "Are you okay? You look scared."
I hug him and he immediately hug me back. Suddenly I smell a faint scent of lavender. It's like the lavender scent is pushing the putrid odor away. I sniff subtly sniff Kai, wondering if it's coming fron him but it's not. Gosh, my nose is getting strange.
"Hey, what happened? I'm here, it's okay."
He's comforting me, but why is it feel like it's not working? I still feel scared. Shouldn't I feel secured and safe in his arms? But why I can't feel it, it's weird.
"Didn't you see the guy outside?" I asks and pull away from the hug.
"No." He furrowed. "Does someone bothers you here? What did he do?"
He didn't see him? It's weird, the guy was just behind my door. Seconds before he went in. How come he didn't see him?
"U-uh, nothing. Someone just prank me, but I think he already left." I gulped.
"Is that so? Anyway, I brought foods. I know you usually don't have time to prepare food after you gone for work." He smiles and raised two paper bags.
I smile back at him, but my mind is still half occupied of what happened earlier. We went into the kitchen and preheated the food he brought and we eat together. I asks him to stay the night, he asks why but I said that I just want to. Even though the truth is I'm still afraid if the guy earlier get back. A company with him will help me distracts from thinking about it.
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[HAPPY JISOO's JENDEUKIE DAY! 😁💕 I'm sorry Jisoo, but I love your wife like I love you.😂]
