⸸Patient Kim⸸

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A name so triggering, my body felt numb to the touch.

The memories all returning to me in a matter of seconds, and it was all too much...

After so many years had gone by of me not seeing that wicked, evil witch, I come in contact with a close relative of hers, with the same bloodline, same DNA, same insanity...

Her sister...

What could this woman possibly know about Ophelia,
and why is she in the same room as me. Something is off.

Call it a coincidence, or misfortune... But I can only assume I was brought in the same room
to discover the truth behind Ophelia and her past life.

Or to potentially kill this woman or get killed by her, as the heartless, menacing workers had predicted before leaving me in here with her.

I guess that there is only one way to find out.

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Patient Ahn started to hit her head with the palm of her hands, covering her ears with each hit, trying to block out the words she was hearing, as her pain increased, driving her to a worsening insanity.

"Patient Ahn, what do you hear." Dark circles around the woman's sunken eyes turned darker, as she grew with fear and anxiety.

"Patient Ahn, what do you hear. Can you tell me?" Since she wasn't responding by that name Seokjin was calling her, he referred to her as "Aunt Ahn" and with that, she finally calmed down. Her shaking, veiny hands retreated from the top of her head, uncovering her ears as she continued to rock back and forth, humming loudly.

"It's... Him... It's him, it's him, it's him! He's calling you." Her voice eased, as Seokjin's worry
increased, now knowing that the woman was hearing someone calling out to him.

He wondered who that man, child, or even spirit could be. And why it was tormenting Patient Ahn so much.

Soon, the woman started to chuckle, darkly while rubbing the droplets of sweat all around her face and neck, squatting down as the dry, grey locks of her greasy hair draped over her lifeless eyes.

"Oh, my sweet nephew... Your father is going to scold you if you keep on chasing him around like that. Come to Aunt Ahn." She spread her arms, waiting for an embrace.

Seokjin didn't even approach the woman, and soon witnessed as she began to wrap her own arms around herself, happily cheering.

"Now you're safe! But you have to promise me that you won't fight with him ever again." The vampire snuck behind her, and started to speak, as though he was in her arms.

"Auntie Ahn, who was I fighting with?" He quietly spoke, and immediately received an answer. An answer that he wasn't expecting.

"Oh, my dear Orpheus... You and your brother fight all of the time. But shh, shh, it's okay. Auntie Ahn is here. She'll protect you." Seokjin's eyes widened and a creeping sensation ignited within his skin, as he started to get goosebumps.

"Why would she call me Orpheus. Does she... Believe that I am Ophelia's son?" In hopes of gathering any information on Ophelia, the man impersonated Orpheus, and pretended to be him, while Patient Ahn held onto her own self, thinking she was embracing him.

"Auntie Ahn... What is my brother's name?" The woman started to shiver, severely as she gripped onto herself tighter, now sinking her claws inside of her arms. Seokjin turned her around, and stared into her eyes.

"What is his name. Tell me... Tell me, please." Patient Ahn parted her lips to speak, and suddenly, the temperature within the cold room, increased. Their bodies felt as if they were being incinerated alive.

"I.... I... C... Ah! IT'S HIM! IT'S HIM!" She pushed her head back, groaning out in pure terror, grasping her strands of hair tighter than before, to a point of ripping them right off of her scalp.

Seokjin watched as the woman's voice started to change, drastically. It sounded eerie, almost as though she were soulless.

Her laughter returned when she swung her head back, staring at a wall. The torn, creepy, moldy wall had a huge dent within the room, that she had created by slamming her face into it, to a point of making deformations all around her facial features, until they no longer looked like features at all.

She held her head up high when Seokjin pulled her away from the wall, and held her back from hurting herself any further when restricting her arms and legs by holding them back using his own.

He was far too powerful for the woman, that she had no choice but to stay restricted in his arms, while struggling to breathe.

"Say it. Say his name, now!" Seokjin forced the truth out of her, discovering something unbelievable.

"A young adolescent child who tried to fly, but descended down to this earth with raven black wings, and hallow eyes, that could swallow you whole... That could reek havoc among you as your body burns in the bottomless pit of the cruelest hell you should ever witness... A fallen angel, now a man, so dark... Goes by the name of-"

Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, as she held her throat gasping for air. Seokjin sensed a satanic presence was now roaming around the room... They were no longer alone. His chest felt heavy, as a black, cloudy mist circled around him and the woman.

"Aunt Ahn... Aunt Ahn, speak! Tell me the name of that child." The force within the spirit that had gotten a hold of Patient Ahn, was strangling her and preventing her from speaking.

"Ic..." She gasped heavily, and was flung across the room, by the dark entity. Her spine shattered completely when her back collided against the metal bars of the bunk bed, and her trachea had closed up, preventing her from breathing.

Seokjin held onto her, and cradled her fragile, broken body within his arms, as she lay dying in them, struggling to speak, but forcing herself to get the words out.

"O....Orpheus.... Your brother's name w... Was..." Seokjin saw blood was now running down each corner of her mouth, slowly reaching her chin, but she held on strong.

"Icarus." The woman's eyes turned pitch black once she mentioned that name to Seokjin, and he watched as she held in her last breath, and released it right before dying.

Seokjin was left numb to the touch. After Patient Ahn passed away, the dark presence within the room suddenly vanished.

"Ophelia had another son named Icarus... Then that means that someone else must possess his body, just as Orpheus did to mine. Unless... Icarus is still alive..." He stood up, and swallowed deeply as his throat was feeling parched.

Suddenly, droplets of the crimson vital fluid fell to the floor and created a small puddle.

Seokjin's pulse started to increase as his pupils turned red, dilated with the impulse he felt to suck on the blood.

"Feel the urge now, face the guilt later."

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