Chapter 86

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Okay, let's go get some tickets and food. Over there." Carmela pointed in front to the reception desk where two smiling men were seated at.

"Sounds like a plan." Hosi replied.

They approached the desk together. The two men smiled brightly at them, their crystal blue eyes shining. Wait... woah. Carmela realized the two men were perfectly identical to each other. And by perfectly identical, I mean like every-single-blinding-white-tooth-in-the-same-spot identical.

"Hello! I'm Bob!"

"Hello! I'm Joe!"

"AND WELCOME TO KAROEKE AROUND THE GLOBE!" They sang together.

Carmela blinked with surprise, and glanced up at Hosi who had the same confused/weirded-out face. He gulped before he stuttered out words.

"Um... tha-thank you. We'd like to--"

"YOU'RE WELCOME. WHAT CAN WE DO FOR YOU TODAY?"

Their blue eyes flashed as their grins stretched wider. Hosi gulped again, his face growing paler with horror. It was incredibly hilarious. Carmela's eyes watered as she tried to keep her laugh in.

"Sh-shut up." Hosi nudged her. "Can we just get two tickets for a standard kareoke room--"

"YES OF COURSE WE CAN! WE CAN DO ANYTHING FOR YOU, YOUNG MAN!"

The singing men peered at Hosi, tilting forwards. Hosi stumbled back.

"Yes, tha-thank you."

Carmela covered her mouth as a laugh bubbled inside of her at Hosi's horrified state. He nudged her again and she turned around, pretending to cough into her elbow as tears of muffled laughter filled her eyes.

But then suddenly--

"You look like a winter bear..."

Carmela's head shot up, eyes wide. A familiar tune flowed into her ears, slamming into her nerves.

"I wish you good night, good night. Good night, good night..."

She stumbled away from Hosi, frantically looking around the building for the singing voice.

"Imagine your face, say hello to me--"

Her shoes clacked against the shiny floor, as her legs dragged her down the hallways. Heavy heartbeats pounded through her chest.

"Then all the bad days, they're nothing to me--"

The singing voice grew louder as her body grew colder until she found herself standing in front of a glass door. Purple and pink karoeke lights shown through, and the haunting song was as loud as ever.

"With you, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh. Winter b--"

"HEY!"

Carmela slammed the door open. It smashed against the wall, as she barged into the room.

A young teenaged girl with a microphone, quickly turned around. Her round face twisted into fright as she gasped.

"What the hell is wrong with you, huh? HUH?!" Carmela spat.

She stomped over to the music player and flicked off the song. It went dead silent as the girl stood, clutching the mic to her chest.

"Do you... have... a-any idea..." Carmela heaved in deep breaths as her voice grew louder. "... who wrote THAT SONG? WHAT THE HELL IS ACTUALLY WRONG WITH YOU?"

"I don't know what I did--" The girl squeaked out.

"TAEHYUNG! TAEHYUNG! He... he wrote that song."

The girl quickly nodded at the crazed angry young woman in the room.

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