Kimchi's Diaries 2: Shady Culprit

And here’s the continuation of “Kimchi’s Diaries: Dangerous Fa(n)scination”! For those who didn’t sleep since my last diary, here’s good news – continuation! But is it really for your good? Part II of the diary: We finally got a long vacation from our company and we were going to not very known village Hwang-ya. However, was it really a good idea? Besides fun we were caught up in the mystery of the village, which later had unpleasant consequences... But soon I understood that this was more complicated than I ever imagined.


2. (Un)pleasant forest

And that was just house owner’s mother. Damn, my heart...

“Hello, we’re KNK!” Inseong shouted for some reason. She obviously wasn’t a Tinkerbell. And I thought she wouldn’t care who we were either.

Grandma was standing in one place and smiling at us in silence. We felt uncomfortable.

“Ah, you’ve arrived!” we heard and some man ran down the stairs to greet us. “I’m a friend of your manager, Lee Shinam. Let’s go upstairs.”

We were going to sleep in one room on a floor. As long as I wasn’t beside Seungjun, was okay.

“You’ll be here for six days, am I right?” Mr. Lee said. “Make yourself at home. You can do anything you want, except destroying and killing.” He laughed at his joke.

I forced a smile. I felt more uncomfortable, but it was probably because this old lady was still looking at us, as if we were today’s dinner.

When Mr. Lee left, sleeping places were chosen before I realized, and I ended up between Youjin and Seungjun. There’s my luck.

“Heejun-ah, do you want to switch places?” I asked with cool aegyo, thanks to which I always win him.

“Sorry, hyung,” Heejun said, smiling widely. “Order was announced when you were sleeping on our way here.”

“What!? That’s not fair!”

“I’m happy!” Seungjun admitted.

“That makes one of us.” I grumbled, but enthusiastic Seungjun didn’t hear me, of course.

“Well, I’m sure Youjin-hyung is happy too,” Inseong said.

“Why’s that?”

“Seungjun will cling to you, not him.”

Before I reacted, we were called downstairs.

“Ah, there’s one more thing,” Heejun said, stopping me. “If I were you, I would go to the bathroom first.”


“It seemed that the old lady could hardly hold back laughter at your sight. Please, save her this view.”

And they left, laughing crazily as always. I went confused to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. I screamed shocked. I thought I erased the pen, but it was worse than before. I looked like zombie. No wonder that old lady and Mr. Lee were throwing me amused glances. I washed it away the best I could and went downstairs.

We ate, slept a little and went out sightseeing. After an hour we ended up in a forest.

“Mr. Lee said it’s the best place to play,” Inseong explained, seeing ours faces. “It’s nice here, isn’t it?”

“Not really,” I said at the same time with Youjin and Seungjun, while Heejun shrieked: “Yeah!”

“Then, let’s play something. What do you think about... chicken fight?”

“We did that yesterday.”

“Grandma’s game?”


“Hide and seek?”

“Too dangerous. You could fall off somewhere.”

Inseong was offended and said nothing more. Seungjun raised his hand and I felt that it was a bad sign. He always has strange ideas.

“If not hide and seek, then... looking for treasure?” he suggested.

“Sounds like a mission for Tinkerbells,” I noted.

“Then let’s say it is and we’ll help them!” This idea pleased Inseong. “Let’s divide into pairs.”

We played rock-paper-scissors and we got paired like this: me-Heejun, Inseong-Seungjun and Youjin stayed, as a judge.

“Remember about walkie-talkies,” Youjin said. “Keep in touch. And don’t fall off somewhere, I beg you.”

That was really bad joke, even for him. We decided to change rules and our goal was to collect as much cones as we could. Those who first bring cones in a designated place, win. This was a piece of cake, but I didn’t understand how this supposed to be less dangerous than hide and seek.

“Maybe because we’re in pairs,” Heejun said, when I thought about it loudly. “Hyung, can you hold it for me?”

I took care of his bag, while he was tying shoes. I took my time looking around a bit. It was a sunny day, so I wasn’t scared anymore. Perhaps only from different angle this forest looked spooky.

“Are you done?” I called and turned around.

But Heejun was gone.

I searched the area, but I found no trace of him. I got worried and suddenly started to feel scared. What if something happened to him? Or if he really fell off somewhere? Damn, I should’ve taken care of him... I’m his hyung, for God’s sake!

“Heejun-ah!” I cried. “Where’re you? Answer me!” I turned on walkie-talkie. “Youjin-hyung, do you hear me? Inseong? Seungjun-ah!”

Silence. Then I began to panic. But before I could scream again, I slipped and fell, sliding down the hill. I stopped after a few seconds, hitting a big rock. I groaned and shook my head, trying to come to my senses. Where was I now?

It looked like a dried cavity, through which once river had flowed. I moved and tried to stand up, but I came across something by hand.

It was cold.

I slowly looked down, as my heart started to run a race.

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