Kimchi's Diaries 3: Not so much of Ghostbusters

Hello there again! I hope you’ve eaten and you’re ready for a thrilling ghost story *wraps a blanket tighter*. Part III of the diary: You’re curious about our life before the debut? I’ll tell you some story, which will make you think before you open a door, after hearing strange noise. This happened when we were still trainees. Our company had to move temporarily to another building, because of the repairs. Everything would be okay, if we didn't open that damn door... WARNING: (Don’t) read after nightfall...


16. You believe only what you see

For a moment my heart stopped with fear. I felt like I was falling in slow motion. Thank God I quickly came to my senses and in the last moment grabbed the edge.

I was holding the stone with one hand and tried to grab the edge with my left hand, but it trembled, so I froze terrified. It looks so easy in the movies...

I was sure I’ll be dead in a few seconds. I was high above the ground, the rain poured heavily, so I couldn’t see clearly and almost chocked a few times, and the stone was getting slippery. My right hand began to feel numb too...

“I’m sorry...” I muttered and let go.

Suddenly I felt a firm grip on my wrist. After that I felt grips all over my hand. I looked up, blinking and trying to see something through the rain.

“Everyone –!” I gasped, recognizing my members. I felt suffocating pain in my chest. “How –”

“Stop talking, you’re getting heavier then!” Youjin hissed through teeth. He looked back. “Heejun-ah, is everything ready!?”

“Yup!” I heard Heejun, probably from the door.

Youjin caught something, but it caused loosening their grip and I slipped down a little. I screamed and automatically grabbed the wall with my fingernails of my left hand, but it only hurt me.

“Hurry!” Seungjun groaned. He and Inseong were pale with fear and red with effort at the same time. Seungjun’s hair was so long, that he had limited vision because of the rain.

Youjin dropped something toward me. It was a rope. “Grab it!” he said.

I tried to, but I was trembling so much, that I couldn’t even touch it. I slipped down a little more. I started to panic again.

“Hey!” Youjin and others squeezed me harder. “It’ll be alright. We won’t let you go. Calm down.”

I wanted to believe him, but it wasn’t easy. My hand was really getting numb and I felt a ripping pain in my armpit. I was also so cold and stressed out, I was about to faint. But I couldn’t let that happen. If I faint, I will fall, probably along with members. I clenched my teeth and tried to support myself with legs enough to reduce my weight. I saw Youjin was trembling too, when he was tying the rope around my hand. When everything was done, they grabbed my hand and the rope, starting pulling me up.

After a few dreadful minutes I was safe on the roof.

“What happened!?” Youjin shouted, trying to outshout starting storm.

I didn’t answer, only hugged them all. I finally recognized the suffocating pain in my chest and burst out crying. Members took me quickly under the roof.

“What the hell are you doing!?” Manager ran to us in the middle of our way through stairs. He saw our condition and wanted to scold us more, but Inseong interrupted him:

“Later, hyung. First we have to make ourselves warm. Especially Jihun.”

Manager looked at me, as if it was all my fault and I felt a lot worse. Well, he was partly right. It was me, who went there, but it wasn’t my intention to do it.

After a hot bath we gathered in the living room. I was sitting in the center of the sofa wrapped in the blanket and surrounded by everyone. Heejun was sitting next to me, massaging my back. I told them my part of story first and now Youjin and Inseong just finished explaining everything to manager, but he didn’t believe them, judging by his face.

“What can we do to make you believe?” I muttered weakly.

Manager looked at me almost with pity, which I hated. True, sometimes I thought I was crazy myself and was hallucinating, but the pain was too real. And I couldn’t prove anything to manager only with this.

“I don’t believe anything I can’t see,” manager said emphatically. “You can’t convince me only with stories and this act. If you want a vacation, we can always –”

“It’s not that, hyung!” Seungjun outraged. It was rare to see him this angry. “We’re REALLY haunted! Just look at Jihun, isn’t that enough evidence of her existence?”

“And should I believe he was possessed and went on the roof involuntarily too?” manager snorted.

Suddenly I understood something. I connected two facts: recently I was gloomy and tired, and manager didn’t believe in supernatural events.

“Y-You think I wanted to commit a suicide?” I blurted with disbelief. I got teary again, but this time with anger.

Members looked at manager with disbelief too. Manager didn’t respond right away, so I was right. Tears started to flow. I smiled lightly.

“Hah!” I snorted with laughter, crossing tightly my fingers. “Really... Now I don’t believe this...”

“Hyung...” Heejun grabbed my hands.

“You know,” I said to manager, who was uncomfortable now. “I never told this to anyone, but I’ve never been unhappy with my choices. I had ups and downs, like everyone. Trainee and later celebrity life isn’t easy, I knew this before I decided to become one. But I value life more than you think. I would never took ANYONE’S life, not to mention my own. I just told you that, so you won’t misunderstand anymore.” I pointed to the kitchen. “If you’re really scared I will try to took my life again, why won’t you seal off the kitchen? There are knives, and other dangerous objects. I could hurt other members too. It would be inconvenient to the company, right?”

“Jihun-ah, stop!” Youjin, who was sitting beside me on the floor, grabbed my knee. “That’s enough.”

I thought manager would be angry, but he just sat on the chair troubled with lowered head and crossed fingers. After a while he lifted his head and wanted to say something, but suddenly the lights blinked and went out.

I shivered.

“It’s her!” I hissed and wanted to get up, but Heejun and Seungjun pushed me back.

“You’re not moving from there!” Seungjun said. “You’ll be possessed again!”

I nodded, but not convinced it’ll work. Manager stood up, looking around with anxiety.

“It’s probably a blackout,” he said. “Don’t panic. I’ll go check.”

“Hyung, don’t be fooled, it –” Heejun began, but stopped, seeing something above manager.

I looked there too and widened my eyes.

Hyeonju was back. And from the look on her face, she was really unhappy. Suddenly a sharp pain hit me in the chest. I groaned and clenched my fists on the blanket. S-So the mark was hurting... when she was angry? But why now –

“Protect Jihun!” Youjin shouted and threw an apple toward the ghost, but – as we could expect – it went through it and hit the ceiling.

“What are you – OH GOD!” Manager just saw Hyeonju. Well, better late than never.

Hyeonju shrieked and attacked us. I thought with panic that she’ll hit others and they’ll become cursed too, but she couldn’t touch them. Or she didn’t want to? Anyway, she passed everyone and tried to touch me. I moved back with fear and fell from the sofa. When she was about to possess me, someone jumped at me, covering me with his body.

The ghost hissed with displeasure and backed off. I was breathing heavily, still holding my itching chest. Manager looked back, without letting go of my arms.

“You’re okay?” he panted, staring at my face carefully.

“Y-Yeah...” I grumbled. Members joined us. “Take him out,” manager said to the members.

“What about you?” Inseong groaned.

“I’ll be fine.” He smirked. “I didn’t believe, so it’ll be easier for me to fight it.”

But before we made another move, Hyeonju reminded about herself and screamed so loud and painfully, that in a second the lights were destroyed and sharp fragments of glass fell on us.

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