The Prey

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| 8:47 a.m. | Saturday | June 20 |

Namjoon woke up, groaning. He hated mornings.

He would have been still sleeping if it wasn't for his annoying alarm. It wasn't that he needed to go anywhere, he didn't yet have a job, he just forgot about it for when he went to university.

Namjoon got out of the bed, planning to make a coffee and even try to find something to eat.

But while passing the apartment's hallway, he noticed, at the end of it, right in front of the door, a small folded piece of paper. It was a little totn apart, which probably reslulted from the fact that somebody struggled to slip it under the the door.

He grabbed it, unfolding it.

The heck?

Namjoon rubbed thw tirednedd in his eyes with his left hand, giving one clearer weird look at the folded piece of paper in front of him.

Isn't this how serial killer's messages look like in movies?

·—<ᗕ)ꁞ۝ꁞ(ᗒ>—·

And when the dead embRaceD hiM as one of tHeir kind,
He refused tO eneter thEir home,
Even if He had no cHoiCe
For he never meanT to leaVe
If it wAsn't for her.

What the fuck is this? Poetry?

Just the thought of a random stranger sending him a peculiar message composed by cut letters from whoever knows what magazines, send shivers down his spine.

What does it mean? The message? Who was him, "embraced by the dead as one of thier kind"?

Does it mean that... he died?

He didn't want to, however. That's what the following parts tell.

He was determined to leave, because of "her". Was it, perhaps an old lover? Unrequited love? Heartbreak? Or...

Murder?

It couldn't.

And still...

His mind couldn't help but remember the brother who was killed with cold blood by his own sister.

It could be him, right?

But why would anyone send Namjoon coded information about a dead man he heard about only six days ago?

All came on too good, like a pattern, like a plan.

How could... the one who send it know he just found out about the man?

Was it a cry for help?

From who?

Maybe Jihyo planned to finish someone else.

Even if it was about the Parks, what could he do?

Nothing. 

He will do nothing.

It was not his problem, ok?

He was fine as he was.

No other family's bullshit.

Right when he was about to scrunch the paper, to throw it away, he noticed something written on the back of the piece of paper.

Great. Another one.

·—<ᗕ)ꁞ۝ꁞ(ᗒ>—·

The curious minds anD the senSitive hearTs deteRmine the lazY body to floUrish in it's Actions.

However, the ignorant miNd and the colD hEarted relieve The body of tHe pain of doINg 'more thAn their duty',
WherE it's irreleVance to tHem is one perfeCt reasoN of recklEssnEss.

f;nd The cO.rpsE.
hOw did hE ac,tUalLy "die'?

He most certainly knew, he was played. He was now a puppet in the investigation of a family drama that, before his curiousity got the better of him, he was out of.

And now, what was Namjoon expected to do? To give the tape to the police as proof?

But the tape lies. It sais that the man died being shot, and the media knew otherwise.

They'll say he's lying, and that's no good.

Furthermore, where did he have the tape from?

No one would believe him.

He needed to find out if the man dressed in orange, the hitman, was lying.
If the way he killed Park Jimin was a lie, God knows what else could be false.

The one who sent him the letters wanted him involved. Why? Was it too dangerous for them?

The adresser wanted him to see if the dead man was shot in the head or stabbed, by sending him to find his corpse. But how could he tell, even in front of the body? The best case scenario was for the skeleton to have a damn hole in the skull.

He had a little too much faith in the dud3 who sent the papers.

Where was it though?

Maybe google had someting to say about it.

"An well known tradition of many wealthy families is the burial of the deceased memebers of the family in a graveyard situated in the property's yard.

Same tradition is seen at all the Park family's burials."

Great. Just fucking great.

《《◇》》

I apologise for the stroke :$

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