Even though I was half asleep, my scream was surprisingly powerful. I was sure I got all building’s inhabitants on their feet. Well, at least members. Everyone ran to the bathroom in about five seconds. They saw me on the floor and raised their eyebrows. I pointed to the ghost but, as I expected, it vanished. The towel was lying under the hook, where it should be hanging.
“You’ve gotta be kidding me,” I said dully, causing an echo. “Again!?”
“What now, Jihunnie?” Youjin sighed.
“She was here, I swear! I almost dried up my hands with her HAIR!”
To my anger, Heejun and Inseong smirked.
“You think it’s funny!?” I outraged, standing up violently.
“What’re you doing... ?” we heard and turned around. Besides me everyone screamed shocked. Seungjun finally came to his senses but forgot to take off the mask and wipe his face from sauce. Now I was just angry that it continued to happen only to me.
“You’re tired,” Youjin explained. “We all are. You were probably seeing things –”
“ –as always. Right?” I finished through my teeth.
Youjin was awake in a second. It was the first time I spoke to him in that tone. The rest of the members stiffened, looking from me to Youjin.
“I don’t want to argue about that,” Youjin said.
“Me too. But I don’t have a choice if I want you to believe me.”
“We believe you! We all saw that ghost! But now –”
“I told you that it was weird that she disappeared just like that! She followed us HERE!”
I froze with shock. I never saw Youjin that angry, especially at one of us. He said nothing more, but I understood it perfectly. I bit my lip to keep from crying and left the bathroom.
I slammed the door and threw myself on the bed. About two minutes later Heejun came in. He tried to talk to me, but I pretended that I was sleeping, so he gave up and went to sleep.
But I couldn’t sleep for a long time. Perhaps it was already 5 a.m., when I’ve fallen asleep. We were woken up by manager at 7 a.m.
“What’s wrong with you?” manager asked puzzled. “Did you fight with each other, or something?”
‘Or something’... Right, we didn’t fight earlier at all, so it was normal that he was confused. It was the first time and I felt really awkward around members. The last time I felt like that was when I met them for the first time. Deep down I wanted to reconcile, but I didn’t feel guilty. Youjin should. Maybe it was very childish of me, but I decided to wait till he accept my words and apologize first.
Of course, we didn’t tell manager about the ghost. I knew that sooner or later we should do it, before it become more dangerous, but for now we tried to think how to deal with it ourselves. When we came to the company, to my surprise Hyeonju was waiting for us in the recording room. I flinched, as we were passing the mirror, behind which she stayed, touching it. I avoided Youjin’s eyes in order not to feel worse. Before we finished our lessons today, we’ve met her again in the bathroom, where I had a nightmare earlier. She was facing the corner without any movement. I felt sick. It was so creepy, that I decided to endure and use the bathroom in our dorm. On our way back Heejun and Inseong tried to ensure me that she didn’t leave the company and we were safe in the dorm. Seungjun was backscratching me without a word. Youjin didn’t speak to me today at all. I felt so bad because of that, that I wanted to scream, but eventually I just clenched my fists and stayed quiet.
In the dorm we went to our rooms in silence. It was only 10 p.m. but I was really tired, so I went to sleep first and had strange dream right away.
I was in a dark room. I didn’t see anything, besides weak lights from the corridor. Wait... how did I know it was a corridor? Then I recognized the room. I was inside the recording room in our temporary company’s building! When I started walking to the door, it opened slightly without my help.
I froze, listening.
For a few seconds there was dreadful silence. I heard only my breath and beating of my heart, which suddenly was drowned out by a quiet and sad humming. When I listened to it carefully, I realized it wasn’t humming. It was groaning. I came closer to the door, although I shouldn’t have. I did exactly the same thing everyone was doing in horror movies – going to the strange noise behind the door instead of running away. But somehow I knew it was a dream, so I got courageous. When I reached the handle, all of a sudden a white and wrinkled hand caught my wrist and squeezed it. After that a full figure of a terrible, half crumbled undead emerged from behind the door.
Then I woke up. I opened my eyes and gasped. Cold sweat was running down my forehead. Stupid nightmare... Now I’ll have these? I shivered, suddenly feeling cold. Did Heejun open the window in the kitchen again? I wanted to get up and close it, but I felt as if I had something heavy on me. Man... Did Seungjun came to my bed again? I took a deep breath and sat.
I shivered again and felt even colder than before. A drop of sweat fell on my hand. It wasn’t Seungjun and Heejun probably didn’t open the window.
At the other end of the bed was sitting Hyeonju. She was squatting curled up and looking at me with terrifying whites of her eyes.