I’m so tired. I don’t know when I woke up, but I can’t go back to sleep. I don’t want to go back to sleep.

Key rubs his eyes, fatigued.

Stupid dreams are a ing curse. I need Jonghyun. I need someone here with me. I don’t know what to think anymore, but I need someone to be the stronger part of me. I feel like I’m breaking. I need someone to hold the pieces together.

A tear drops onto the scrawled words. Kibum sniffles, wiping away the trail left by the burning tear. Key grits his teeth, groaning softly at his weakness.

I don’t know who to trust. Why does everyone else hold my fate? Why am I so weak? What’s keeping me from the truth?

Key stares at the word, shook by its weight. His fingers curl on the page. He tears at the pages of the book, crying uncontrollably.

Arms wrap around his body, taking hold of his wrists, “stop.” The voice is gentle, unapprehensive. Key freezes. The stranger’s hands are warm against his wrists. Kibum whines, completely broken. The arms tighten around Key, warming his cold disposition. The hands bring Key’s wrist close to his chest. “I had a feeling something was wrong. Tell me what ails you.”

“I don’t know … anything! I don’t know where my life has gone. I don’t know why this is happening to me,” Kibum snivels.

The face of the owner’s voice presses against Key’s shoulder blade, “Yes you do. Don’t doubt yourself. Just remember.”

Key’s body tightens in frustration, “I can’t! Just tell me why I’m here.”

“You’ve chosen to be here. You’ve made your own personal hell. I can only help you so much … You need to find your way back little lamb,” the familiar voice murmurs.

Kibum wakes on top of the skeleton of his journal. He rubs his head, feeling more tired than he did before he slept. He gathers the papers, did I pass out? A page lies unsullied and further than the rest, as if placed deliberately there. He crawls towards the page, diving at the paper urgently.

Entry 25

Something’s wrong with my ghost. It’s like someone all the happiness out of him. He looked so sick when he first came back. He was fine the day before. What happened? What could make a ghost sick? He hasn’t spoken a word to me since he last appeared. He stays close to me, like a dying dog staying by his owner for comfort. He was so desperate for answers the day he came back. Now he’s silent. The last thing we talked about was the move. He was trying so hard to show me something. Something about the move. I couldn’t remember anything. I felt horrible that I couldn’t tell him whatever he wanted. Is that why he’s so quiet now? What’s so important about that day? Everyone I loved took the last of Minho’s things. I remember my ghost being all ominous like it wasn’t Minho’s stuff.

Key stares at the page, wide-eyed, what does this mean? Why did he leave this here? What are you trying to tell me?

Key’s hand begins to shake, “What are you trying to tell me? Just tell me! I don’t want to do this anymore! Tell me!”

Lovlies x3 I'm going skating with my brother today, which I think is a horrible idea since i'm still incredibly sore. But i love spending time with my brother, so... Ima go skate :D Thank you moveslikeshinee xD you're too kind. Lol Boocontainer with all the theories you come up with I'm nervous i'm gonna disappoint you with my real ending. Yamilin, I hope I'm not sending you on a wild goosechase. I've seen enough theories to know you guys all think pretty outside the box already. It's div-od, I haven't really posted anything yet. I just got it to keep looking at gifs and stuff on tumblr. I was thinking about using it as a place for straight throughs or little stories i sometimes think of, or just a place where you guys can ask me questions about the stories. I'm not really sure what to do with it yet though >.< Cocoalatte, how interesting that you would say that right before I post this chapter. I think it's crazy when you guys mention something I never planned to match with your comments. You guys scare me sometimes 0.o BY THE WAY I remembered what I wanted to tell you guys! I wanted to post a story I started working on. I was just gonna post the first chapter and label it as a one-shot? I don't remember what it's called but yeah... you only have last chance you know.