Part III – Youngjae and Himchan

The window opens up. It crashes against the wall. The storm is raging. There are lightnings, rain and thunders. The roar overpowers every other noise.

This is the end.

"Kill him" Himchan and Youngae order in unison, both, they utter those words in the same instant filled with hate, despair and rancor that corrodes them from within, leaving nothing else and no one else but an empty shell, where inside there's no soul to save.

They've chosen fratricide.

Yongguk and Daehyun watch each other, pull out their weapons and face other. They're ready to win, they're ready to fight, they're ready to lose. It's life or it's death. It's a gun for Yongguk, and it's a knife for Daehyun. T

hey hit each other, they bleed and they fall to the floor. There's so much, red and too much blood everywhere that it slips out of their mortal wounds. They're lethal injuries. They can't be saved.

Youngjae bends over Daehyun, and Himchan bends over Yongguk.

"No, no, no" Himchan whispers as he holds him against him. Yongguk is dying. It's all Himchan's fault.

Yongguk would like to talk to Himchan. He would like to say something, anything, but he can't do it. Everything that comes out of his mouth is a trickle of blood.

"No, no, no" Youngjae murmurs as he cups his face. Daehyun is dying. It's all Youngjae's fault. Daehyun would like