⸸Patient Kim⸸

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"Sangius bebimus,
Corpus edimus.

Tolle corpus, Satani.

Tolle corpus, Sanguisuga.

Sanguisuga...

Sanguisuga..."

It was 3:00 AM when the young Seokjin awoke in a cold sweat. His body was shivering, his mind was now awake with the intentions of writing on his book, or drawing something paranormal, in hopes of bringing it to life.

He held a book in his hands, shivering, and started to write.

The blank book that the nurse had previously given Seokjin, became his very own diary of darkness. However, that's not how he referred to it. This young man had a special name for his diary.

He called it "Orpheus," who used to be the son of Ophelia. She cursed Seokjin, giving him nightmares of her late son, Orpheus. Seokjin knew nothing of who or what Orpheus looked like, and neither did Ophelia herself.

When Ophelia was four weeks pregnant, she was forced to have an abortion, and lost her child, but never lost the terrifying memories of when they were scrapping the baby out of her body, ripping it apart: Limb from limb. You see, long before Seokjin was taken into

the mental institution, Ophelia herself used to reside within the hospital.

That's where she got pregnant at the age of fourteen. She of course, didn't plan on conceiving anytime soon, but being locked in such a small, crowded room, full of mental patients, Ophelia found someone who was just as misunderstood as her.

Her parents brought her in when she was just a nine year old girl, hoping to fix her and free her of her amnesia. But her Dissociative disorder worsened, by the minute. And one day, when the girl was just fourteen-years-old, she had sexual intercourse with an older man, who she was in love with. Her love for the misunderstood man never ceased. And as time went by, she grew closer to the older man, who, at the time was twenty years old.

The full six year gap in between the two, didn't stop them from being together. There was no one there to stop them from perusing their relationship, therefore, they committed to it, and stayed by each other's side, being the only light within the darkness of the institution, full of sick people, with different types of mental illnesses.

Their screams were loud and terrifying, but Ophelia's fear of the diseased and deranged maniacs that revolved all around her, didn't exit any longer. The night that man created such a sinful demon out of her by introducing her to a world of lust and profanity, Ophelia stopped fearing the howls of others within the institution, as some reminded her of her own, while she lived such an erotic moment with who she once called 'lover'.

Days after having a love affair with him, she started to regret her sins, as they were now showing up in the form of tiny palms, that were clawing her abdominal walls from the inside. She hunched over, and felt her spine crack. The pain caused her to scream loudly,
begging for help.

The specialists that checked her, they found out that the woman was carrying a baby that was developing rather fast in her womb. Its growth was so rapid, that when they performed an ultrasound on her, they knew exactly what it was going to be, but never said anything.

Right after her ultrasound, it was as if they had all kept the results silenced from her. By keeping such an important thing so hidden, Ophelia took it upon herself to find out why no one was telling her what she was having: If a boy, or a girl. As well as what she could do with the baby after having it.

Being such a young girl with Amnesia, the doctors all blamed her lover for having impregnated her, and only she could tell the truth and bring justice to the man who she loved the most. But due to her condition, the moment she fell asleep that night, Ophelia's memory completely erased everything that her and that man had done, and the blame ultimately fell on him.

After he was charged for having sexual intercourse without Ophelia's full consent, the twenty year old man ended up in a jail designed for maniacs. They would make him wear
a yellow headset which contained but a single song made up of voices used as a punishment mechanism for prisoners.

The man who was once somewhat normal and different from the others in the mental institution, ended up far more mental than any of the patients. Even the most extreme case didn't compare to Hawoon's level of insanity. Having lost his first love and thinking he was betrayed by her, the man grew cold.

Not long after her man had been imprisoned, Ophelia was brought into the operating room, bleeding from her abdomen. While they had tied her arms, the woman slipped on the foam padded flooring which caused her to bend over accidentally, and her spine cracked.

A line of bones were now poking out from the surface of her fragile, paper thin skin, shredding it in under a minute, as her baby kicked her stomach, giving the woman a hard time breathing. Screams echoed throughout the operating room while she struggled
to break herself free from the straps they had tied her to.

"Relax, patient X. This won't hurt one bit, we'll have that baby out of you in no time." A nurse brushed through her thin strands of black hair, looking back at her hand to notice that Ophelia's hair was falling out.

"NO! YOU CAN'T!!" Soon after she overheard the doctor's talking about an abortion that they were going to make her have, Ophelia opposed, insisting that she wanted to keep the baby.

"Relax, sweetie. It won't hurt, I promise." Because of her illegal age, she couldn't decide for the baby's life on her own self, so the doctors proceeded with the abortion, placing a large, plastic catheter tube within her body to get rid of the unexpected and unborn child.

Having suctioned small pieces of the infant, the doctors put Ophelia to sleep and cut her open. The baby was much bigger than they expected him to be. A simple scrapping didn't get rid of him, completely. So, they had to make a small incision below her stomach and eliminate the remains of the baby.

However, what they weren't expecting to find inside of Ophelia's womb, were small, pointy horns, poking at her abdominal walls, causing the girl to have severe internal bleeding.

The surgeon took a set of surgical tongs and used them to pull the baby out, when the baby turned its head towards him.

"Audiatur et altera pars..." Having spoken those words with such a demonic voice, the surgeon dropped the baby and a gush of blood erupted out from it as its head, killing it.

Ophelia went crazy ever since that day, and escaped the hospital, longing for a revenge.

Her revenge became the start of Seokjin's end, the day his body became her son's new soul.

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