No One's POV

The six of them looked at the four dead maids on the floor of NaSuk's house, full of fear and curiosity.

"J-Jinyoung Hy-hyung. Look at their hands." Gongchan frantically stuttered, shaking in fright.

"There's a J on the first maid's hand, an N on the second, a rugged O on the third, and another N on the fourth!" NaSuk shouted.

"JNON? What's that supposed to mean?" Chinji murmured almost indistictively.

"I'm not sure... Hold on.... There are words on their legs!" Indeed MinYoung was right. There were four words, bloodily carved into the maids legs.

IS NEXT TO DIE!

"But what does JNON mean?" JinYoung stared at the letters carved in their hands, clearly confused.

"I don't know.... But whatever it is, I don't like it. NaSuk, do you  want to stay at my house till your parents get home?" Chinji asked, trying to stay strong for her dongsaeng.

"Aniyo, all of you can leave, I can deal with this."

"Are you sure?" Gongchan worriedly asked her.

I don't want to leave you in this situation alone. I want to be here for you!

"Neh."

"Aigoo. Well I have to go now. I need to take care of my dongsaeng, Jungmin." JinYoung decided.

After JinYoung left, NaSuk convinced the rest to leave.

NaSuk ~

Once I was left alone, I stared at the four maids.

What did they do to deserve this? Did they even do anything? JNON? I don't think that's the whole message...

I hesitantly walked unsteadily near the dead bodies and recognized a pattern with their hands. From my view each of their left hands had a letter. Then I realized it was the opposite. So if I was to stand behind them, all of the maids right hand would be flipped palm up. I quickly went to get a towel and turned over the remaining down sided hands. I hate blood.I hate its smell, its color, its everything. I just can't stand it, but I had to... I knew it wasn't the whole message. I was about to find out.

What the heck! IYUNG? What the heck does IYUG mean!! Wa-wait...

My heart stopped a beat....

My eyes widened...

I gasped as I took a step back hoping I would calm down. But no... it only made it worse, for I saw the whole message, and it wasn't one I liked.

DIE! JINYOUNG IS NEXT TO DIE!

"Ani..." I whispered as I dashed to get my phone.

I have to get a hold of oppa and warn him!

Ring... Ring... Ring....

"Yoboseyo."

"Oppa! Listen you---"

"Annyeong it's JinYoung! I can't come to the phone right now---"

"Ugh!" I threw a small tantrum as I frustratedly dialed his number again. Ugh pick up oppa!

MinYoung ~

 Once I got home, I threw my phone and purse on my bed while I went to take a shower. Thirty minutes later, I finished and was changed into my clothes. I looked at my phone as it beeped telling me I had three missed calls. They were all from JinYoung! Oh! There's three voicemails too! I put my phone up to my ear and listened, expecting to hear JinYoung's voice, but it wasn't. It was Jungmin's voice! His voice was shaking, full of