Handong told me before.

That JiU got hurt pretty badly by the black mist.

The dead one's suppressed anger.

My dark wings from hell.

And now, she ask me who I am with a sweet oblivious smile stretched on her pink lips.

Because I'm the odd one out of everyone. 

.....should I tell them?

Will my dead sin be forgiven for something I didn't control?

Does that makes me a born sinner?

"No Name? Is something wrong?" JiU asks politely with her graceful voice. I remained silent, unable to find words to answer her.

Yes.

Something is wrong.

Everything is wrong.

.....and I'm the culprit in that wrong.

They were waiting for me patiently, worried expressions plastered on their faces. I avoid eye contact from them, anxiety build up inside me, boiling like a lava to explode at anytime like a volcano.

"I- I'm..." I voiced out, terror in my voice.

      I can see them widened their eyes although I didn't even finish my sentence yet. Then a slam of the door opened loudly.

Everyone's here.

      "JiU! Jin! Stay back—" Namjoon shouted at the two in panic. Darkness trapped my senses as the black mist grow from my wings. It growls, screech, howls, a mixtures of demons inside me.

JiU and Jin clumsily run for their life towards the group before I stand up and let my anger go, destroying the sofa that I sat earlier and the floor where JiU and Jin kneeled.

      It was as if there was two souls in one body, alternating to control me. Sometimes it flickered to a good side of me then to the bad side of me.

Phantom.
Dead One.
Phantom.
Dead One.

Like children's riddles, a poetic song with a disturbing story behind it.

      I clenched my head in my hands, my suppressed anger unleashed itself into the monster I am.

The host to kill,
The victim to control.

But am I really the victim?
......doubt it.

      "Fight it, No Name! Fight the evil within you!" I heard Yoohyeon's strained voice beneath the chaos. I snapped my eyes opened and look at everyone. There were no longer friendly faces but fear in their eyes, watching my evil self.

      I cried out in pain as the black mist uncontrollably throwing its tantrum, aimlessly destroying the room. I tried to grasp it to stop them, to cage them back into my control.

......I succeeded.

      The black mist shrunk but still igniting in my wings like a burning flame. I lazily sighed and slumped my shoulders. My vision started to blur.

Then I came back to my senses as I heard a sharp sound of metal against metal.

"JiU, no!"

      The black mist stretched its arm and snatched a knife from JiU's pocket before she could even grab it in time. The knife dropped to my hands, cold and silver. I grip it tightly and glare at the others.

"No Name...", Hoseok's voice softened my nonexistent heart. The way he called me was so calming, so serene. Tears streamed down my cheeks without my consent.

But I know what fear is like.
And he's in fear.
Everyone is.

....I just want to be loved.

I don't want to be lonely.

.....but everyone is scared of me.

I will never caught in a lie again.

      "No!!" Everyone's voices mixed into shouts as I put the knife against my neck. "A monster....they called me a monster...", I whimpered, the black mist grow larger, covering the windows to block the sunlights.

"They buried me alive because I'm a distraction to father. They don't want me to be the reason of their distorted 'loyalty'."

Something changed in me.
And I couldn't stop myself.

***

Hoseok

She started to cackled, a sinister laughter with a voice different from hers, the corner of her mouth bleed until it was tore open. As if she had a split personality.

"Loyalty, my ass! All they want is attention from father. And father is stupid enough to let them do what they want to do! A distraction to them? Hah! What a bunch of bullcrap!"

       "I might be too late to tell you all but, I met her with SuA. She's the one who saved her. They were out of the mirror and I witnessed everything."

      I turn my head to Namjoon, everyone follows afterwards. "I almost got killed because she unleashed her suppressed anger. Like the book said, it was the black mist."

"But she was in control when it pull away from me back to her wings area. This time, she was out of it."

      "So that's why you look so pale...", Yoohyeon muttered under the loud growl of the black mist. Namjoon tries his best to calm the group down, though he hide the terror within him.

"......go.... I can't hold it much longer..."

      I shifted my attention back to No Name in her usual self, begging weakly. Her hand still grip the knife, kneeling on the floor.

"Go—"

She changed again, a maniacal smile stretched on her lips from ear to ear.

"Father loves my voice so much. I guess that's why they kill me. A distraction. They want to kill me that bad, then I'll show them. I'll show them how painful it is for father to not listen to my voice anymore!"

      She raised the knife, the sharp tip pointed towards her neck. Her creepy,  bloody smile sends chill down my spine. I didn't question my next action despite everyone's callings.

But I was too late.

      The knife stabbed her neck once, then twice, then thrice. She gulped in a huge, torturing breath. Her knees buckled, dropping to the floor. She pulled the knife slowly from her neck, screaming agonizingly as she did.

The knife was clean.
No blood. No single stain.
It was a clean silver.

      I glanced at her stab wound, a hollow on her neck with her distorted flesh peels off from the inside from the stabbings. I wanted to puke from the grotesque view, but I held it in.

The others had enough scares today, stepping back with their weapons pointed at her.

No Name's dark eyes returned to normal, looking at us weakly with her mouth open to breathe. She gulped her saliva and moaned painfully, rubbing her wound.

"Run....while you still can...." she demanded in a brink of collapsing. I stepped forward, mustering up my courage as I did.

I startled when she suddenly shouted at me. "No! Stay away! Just....go away!"

"No Name—"

"I can't hold it much longer! It'll went berserk if I let 'it' control me. Just go! Please, go! Run!" she screamed out desperately, humanly tears streamed down her cheeks.

      I was stubborn. I take another step.

Her eyes snapped open in anger. "STAY AWAY!" Her voice yelled and echoed across the doll room.

The black mist charged towards me, stretching out its arms to capture me. I close my eyes, accepting my upcoming fate. I waited for the day where I finally meet death after I was so close to be dead for disturbing Handong's dreamwalking.

But nothing happen.

      I open my eyes slowly and almost scared myself to death. The black mists threatening claws was a few inches from my face, frozen into place. I heard heavy breathing from its owner, exhaustion overwhelming her.

      No Name struggled on her wobbly legs. She stood up but hunched her back. The scary smile was no longer there but her tired, sorrowful expression.

"I'm not leaving you alone", I said determinedly.

No Name looked at me mockingly. "Are...are you stupid?" she said. She started coughing out black substances escaped from her throat, her tongue darkened.

"We're not leaving you behind. Never", Yoohyeon stepped in beside me.

"Me too."

"Me three."

      The others said continuously, gathering ourselves in front of her. No Name scoffed, coughing again. Her eyes looked at each of us, one by one unexpectedly. Her lips formed a sly smirk.

"You have no idea how dangerous I am."

Those were the last words she utter before she stumbled backwards and hit her back on the wall, crying out loud and trapped her head in her hands.

Holding onto her sanity was torturing for her. Her hysterical cries went louder and clearer, hurting our eardrums.

The black mists grows viciously into a demon-like creature, shapeless and a hollow mischievous smile on its dark, evil face.

It spreads through the doll room, blocking all the lights and emptied the room with its blackness.

Cold darkness envelopes us.

***

...what happened?

I groaned as I wake up from my accidental sleep. I sit up to look at everyone was unconscious. They wake up not long after, letting out groans and yawns with sleepy eyes.

We were still in the doll room, everything was a complete mess like the basement room.

Handong's dolls scattered around the floor, all of their contents was pushed out from their bodies as if its inside was pulled out. All the furnitures turned to splinters and uneven chopped woods.

But she's nowhere to be seen.

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