House of the Nefarious

Chapter 10

"Taehyung you can't just parade around the castle like this," I sighed, tired of the man's antics.

He had wanted to show me something mind blowing, so mind blowing that we went in 2 full circles around the castle. I had seen enough pictures of mutated demons to last me a life time. Maybe when I went back to Earth I could join a cult.

"Oh but I can plebeian, and what I want to show you only ever appears the third time," he explained with a wink.

I let out a groan but followed him anyways, I didn't exactly have a strong desire to go back to the party.

Our footsteps were loud against the marble floors and it was a little eerie that no one else seemed to be around.

Just Taehyung, the creepy paintings and I. Great.

"We're here!" he announced coming to an abrupt halt.

"A mirror?" I questioned, unimpressed by the reflective glass in front of me.

"Not just any mirror, the mirror."

Taehyung was radiating a bright yellow now and I was pretty sure he was going to pee himself out of excitement.

"Thank you for enlightening me Taehyung, I've never seen a mirror before."

"But didn't you notice that it wasn't there the first two times and look," he said shoving his hand through the glass.

My mouth fell agape at the sight of his missing hand and I watched the ripples travel across the once smooth surface.

"Hobi mentioned there being a bunch of weird shit in the castle and the number 3 mirror of hollow hall seemed interesting."

"That literally sounds like a bad ghost story," I muttered, still staring at the spot where his wrist should've been.

"Let's go inside!"

"Umm no, I kind of don't have a death wish."

"C'mon it'll be fun," he encouraged.

"Nope."

"Well the asking was more of a courtesy thing... Humans first!"

"Taehyung, what-"

I made a move to avoid his outstretched hands letting out a screech as I was shoved backwards into the mirror.

My back hit something solid and I let out a pained groan upon impact. Taehyung that assshole.

Everything was pitch black and I fumbled around blindly in the dark.

"Why'd you have to touch me there?'

A startled yelp escaped by mouth at the sound of a familiar baritone voice. "Taehyung is that you?"

"No human, it's Jimin," he scoffed.

"Was that supposed to be funny, we're stuck in the dark with no way to get out," I muttered, squinting into the darkness.

"It's not that bad, it's pretty roomy."

"I can tell why you're often referred to as the idiot now."

"Remember I can literally toss you into oblivion, human," he warned and I finally noticed the faint outline of red to my left.

Was that where he was?

All of a sudden my vision was filled with white and I stumbled backwards in shock.

I struggled to make out my surroundings as my eyes adjusted to the light. It appeared to be a maze of mirrors?

Taehyung looked just as surprised as me but his frown soon morphed into a grin. "These look like some high quality magic mirrors, I could probably get a few shiny coins for some shards."

I leaned forward to examine the odd glass, wondering if it was a 2 way mirror. I landed a solid knock against the surface and it didn't ripple in reply.

Instead my reflection morphed into that of a man, my father to be exact. He had a rope wound tightly around his neck, blood flowing from the area where his neck met an unnatural angle.

I felt like I was stuck in a horror movie, a memory I had tried to suppress bubbling to the surface.

I felt like screaming when I saw him mouth what I had been thinking for the last year. It's your fault.

"Seoyeon let's go," Taehyung muttered, grabbing a hold of my wrist.

I nodded numbly, eyes not straying away from the solem man behind the glass. He was wearing that same stupid coat he loved, the same one he was buried in with the flower on the breast pocket.

I recalled the way I arrived home from hanging out with my friends to find him dangling from the ceiling, blood splattered across the floor. His eyes lacked their usual mirth and I screamed for hours.

I should've came home earlier is what my aunt told me, I was the reason why he did what he did.

"Seoyeon, it's just an illusion hmm? We have to get out of here. I didn't think this would be the maze of remorse."

I stumbled behind him, realizing that not even he knew where we were going as we weaved in and out of the sea of mirrors.

"Screw this," he muttered swinging his arm up in the air. A strong gust of wind flew past my ear and I watched as my father's face shattered into a million pieces around me.

"Aerial manipulations pretty cool right? I'm like one of those air benders." 

I honestly would've laughed if I hadn't just seen my dead father. 

The room was once again shrouded in darkness and I let out a shaky sigh. I'd rather not see right now, it kind of felt like my brain was about to explode.

I noticed the outline of gold in front of me and I assumed it must be Taehyung, but in the distance I could see something red?

"Taehyung I think I know how to get out of here," I muttered.

He hummed and I took that as a sign to keep going.

"I can umm see colors," I explained, feeling a little crazy. Your gold right now and there's something red a bit farther away."

"You can see auras? He questioned and I could hear the surprise in his voice.

I wracked my brain for any information on auras. Wasn't it like a human mood lamp?

"I guess?"

Would that mean that all the colors I had seen were reflective of feelings?

"This is bizarre," he grumbled. "A human with aura reading. Just lead the way out of here."

I grabbed onto his hand before attempting to navigate my way through the maze of shattered glass. I kept bumping into things as we ventured closer to the red beacon and I was thankful I hadn't been impaled by one of the broken shards.

We finally arrived about a foot away from the light and I prayed that it was someone on the other side.

I walked tenderly towards it, having a tight grip on Taehyung as we passed through something warm.

The next thing I knew I was laying face first on the tiles of the castle.

"What the Hell!" a voice screeched. I slowly raised my head to face a bewildered Suho.

"Hi."