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Jungwon's Point of View
Lights off. The most horrifying thing the other dolls and I have ever heard. When all the lights are turned off, the strangest things happen to us. Every piece of our bodies begins to fall out, just to be sewed back together like as if we were dolls.... oh right, we are all dolls now.
We were led down an empty hallway by the man whom we always followed and obeyed. No matter how hard I try to get a closer look at his face and figure out what he looks like, I can't. I've never recognized his face, and he's never given us the opportunity to see his face. But one thing is certain: this is the type of man who should never be defied or messed with.
"Up the stairs, this instance." The man ordered, in a calm but authoritative manner. And without second thought, me including all of the dolls followed what he said. But when the time that it was already my turn to climb the stairs, he stopped me and whispered, "Except you"
The more I think of it, the more I became anxious and terrified. Why did all of them have to go except me? What is he planning to do to me?
"Mister. I have to follow the others, I have to receive the same punishment as them" I said with full respect, even bowing in front of him.
"You'll also receive a punishment. But a different one" the man said as I looked at his darkened face, I can't see his face though I can feel that he has this creepy smile on his face right now.
With what he said, I became a little nervous or should I say became very nervous. And questions like 'what kind of punishment is it?' starts circling in my mind.
"Why didn't you told me that you remember what happens whenever you receive the punishment?"
My eyes widened and I was taken aback to what he asked. "Mister, I-i don't know what you're talking about--"
"You cannot fool me. I'm the one who create dolls like you and I know what happens in every corner of this doll room" he said, but this time, his voice is no longer calm that made me even more nervous.
"I-i can only remember a few. I swear, I don't remember everything" I said, almost begging.
I shouldn't have told the princess what I know. That's the biggest mistake I've ever done ever since I lived here in this dollroom. And now, who knows what he'll do to me for that one mistake.
"Then do you want to remember everything?" He asked that made me looked up at him, eyes shaking due to fear.
My eyes widened when he suddenly lifted his left arm until his hands were on the same level of my chest. What he did next, caught me off guard.
"AHHH!" I screamed in pain, when I suddenly felt a stinging sensation around my shoulders, neck, arms, legs and chest.
He didn't do anything; he just stood there with his left hand in front of my chest, but he didn't touch me at all. However, it is excruciatingly uncomfortable. It's so painful that tears started flowing down my cheeks as tears fled from my eyes.
I am a doll, and this was my first time feeling this kind of pain. Even if pieces of my body were to fall off or be chopped, or if I were to be sewed back together, I shouldn't feel any pain. I'm a doll. I should never be in any discomfort. But what the hell is going on with me right now?
"Remember everything. All the pain your memories brought you. Do you still want to remember it?"
"The kid is escaping! Chase him!!" A loud familiar voice yelled.
When I looked at my surrounding, it looked so familiar yet I can't seem to remember. Where am I? And why am I even running?
I looked down to my hands, now covered with dirt and mud. It was raining, and it was unbearably cold. And I only noticed it now, I was half-naked. I have no shirt on, so this is how it feels to feel being cold...
I came to a halt as I came upon a nearly shattered mirror and noticed my reflection, figure, and face. I look.... utterly miserable. My body was coated in filth, and I had fresh bruises and wounds on my chest, legs, arms, and neck. Why do I keep running despite the pain? What exactly am I trying to get away from?
Before I can even answer myself, the answer to that question already flashed when someone pulled my hair so tight, that I screamed out loud and the words "Help me" once again escaped my lips.
"You sly unappreciative bastard! You even have the guts to escape from us when we clothed you, feed you and even gave you a new home all these years?!"A loud and painful slap, a kick on the stomach, is what my already bruised and battered body received from this man who I think is expressing his anger towards me.
I rolled over the muddy grass, enduring the pain all over my body. I couldn't stand up, I already coughed blood but the man who have no mercy is still beating me up.
And then I saw myself once again on that shattered mirror, and even if it's raining, rain drops dropping on my whole body, the tear that escaped from my eyes, glistened.
Right. I was this miserable kid before. I wanted to escape from this kind of world I was born in. I wanted to leave this cruel world that only pain, hatred and anger has brought upon me.
"Do you still want to remember it?" The mister asked once again, as my surrounding started to change. I saw the man standing in front of me, his hands are no longer in front of my chest.
My hands automatically lifted to my cheeks, as I felt a teardrop escaped my eyes. Am I crying? A doll like me is crying?
I was caught off guard when the man suddenly lifted his hands, and wiped the tears that fell down from my eyes. As he said, "This dollroom can protect you from all the pain your past had brought you. And in order to protect you from that, the painful memories that should be left forgotten"
"Now. Jungwon. Do you still want to remember everything despite knowing you'll be in pain?" He asked, which made me looked at him in the eyes as I started slowly shaking my head as an answer.
When he suddenly got closer, my eyes widened. The darkness that had been preventing me from recognizing his face began to dissipate. On his face, a ray of light shone. And then I finally saw who he was.
