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Chapter 19: Magoa

|Magoa|

(Noun) - A heart-breaking feeling that leaves long-lasting traces, visible in gestures and facial expressions

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The light bulb wasn't the only thing hanging from the ceiling.

There were three rotting corpses with tangled, matted long hair and blood-smeared dresses swaying from the ceiling like pendulums. Fraying, old ropes were coiled around their broken necks and their lipless mouths hung open. Saeyoung could see white bones and tightly-strung muscles peeking out from underneath their decaying, greyish flesh on their neck.

They had no eyes. There were only flakes of dried blood streaming down from where their eyes once were. All she could see was vacant eye sockets staring at her when their hair shifted to the side.

In addition, there was a deep slash across all of the dead girls' abdomen. From the open wound, long grey entrails spilt out like overflowing water from a tub and brown, sluggish blood clung onto the organs.

The dead bodies were almost devoid of skin and pitted by burrowing insects. Saeyoung spotted maggots, flecks of doughy white nestled within mangled flesh, feverishly squirming into hunks of veins and tissues.

She turned away as she retched violently. Her nostrils were filled with the stench of mouldy meat and her stomach heaved up its contents onto the concrete. She just realized that the whole room reeked of their decomposing flesh. She was too occupied with lashing out at Jisoo earlier on to notice that the odour was circulating around the room the whole time.

The purple-haired girl watched her with a crooked grin plastered on her face as she hummed a cheerful tune under her breath.

"You won't be lonely anymore!" She chirped with faux innocence layering her voice. "They'll keep you company down here while I'm in school."

Saeyoung panted heavily after throwing up. She didn't know what to say and even if she did, the constricting of her throat would prevent her from uttering a single word. She needed to run. She needed to escape. She needed to get away from their empty eyes watching her. Or she would go insane down here just like Jisoo did.

"I'll introduce you to them! The one on the furthest left is Koeun. The one in the middle is Saanvi. And lastly, the girl donning the blue dress is Emma," Jisoo said enthusiastically, a psychotic grin threatening to split her pretty face in two when she smiled. "Aren't the dresses pretty? I made them myself. They are supposed to match their eyes. That's why I gave you a brown dress. It goes well with your beautiful honey-brown eyes."

Saeyoung let out a weird mixture of a gasp and a sob.

The girl Koeun was wearing a black dress. Saanvi was dressed in a green one. And Emma had on a blue one.

Once she was murdered, her eyes would be gouged out from their sockets and she would be dangled from the ceiling by her neck with dark vacant pits for eyes staring blankly at Jisoo's next victims. Just like those three girls. The last thing on her mind was that Jisoo had actually stripped her and dressed her. If she wasn't already consumed with fear that her life was at stake, she would have felt extremely violated and dirty knowing that unfamiliar hands had wandered all over her body.