Your POV

Ah… Everything is going according to plan. The decorations are up. I walk around from the upper floors to the lower floors to get a good view of all the booths. Oh! The minister is passing by the booths and walking in my direction! I bow as he smiles at us for putting in a good effort. I thank him and continue walking after he leaves. Wait. Who’s that? Isn’t that Choi Minho sunbae from high school? Why is he here and with the minister? Oh right. That minister must be his father.

I continue to walk and go down to the backstage room in the auditorium. Everybody else was done changing and Hani is in the toilet according to the others. I take my costume and head to the toilet. “Hani-ah! Are you done changing?” I call out from my cubicle. The toilet was so silent. I put on the base layer of the hanbok and peeked out of the toilet. Why is the corridor so silent? I quickly head into the dressing room. Nobody’s here. CLONK! I looked out of the dressing room. A shadowy figure is walking towards me from the far end of the corridor. I cover the top of my chest and asked shyly, “Excuse me, do you know where everybody went?”

There is no reply from him as he came nearer. Maybe he couldn’t hear me. “Excuse me, do you know where everybody went?” I ask again but louder this time. It wasn’t until he was near me that I could see his features. He had a black cap to accompany his black clothes. And then, in his hand, a knife, with BLOOD. “They’ll join you soon like you’re joining her,” he says as he stops in front of me. I attempt to scream but he covers my mouth.

Huhhh. I sit up with a hard inhalation. I looked around my room. Phew. It was just a dream. My heart was beating so hard, but it hardly took me long to fall back into slumber.

Minho’s POV

“AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!” I turn around with everybody else to face the direction of the scream. People start to run toward the auditorium so I follow. The bodyguards bring my father to the car. “Hyung!” I call out to one of the bodyguards Sungmin hyung. We go and follow everyone to the crowd that is gathered at the top of the auditorium. Seven girls lay dead on the stage. Hyung and I rush down in curiosity and push through the crowd. Some girls are crying and calling the girls’ names. And then, I recognize them. They’re second years from my high school. Wait, they should be third years by now. That girl, I’ve seen her before. She passed us by just now. slid, her eyes remain open.

Huuhhhh. “Ow!” My head hit the bed frame. “Minho-ah, everything ok?” Kibum called from above. “Yeah, I’m okay. Bad dream,” I replied. “Oh okay. Next time, don’t watch a horror movie before sleeping,” he said with a slur. I lied back down, unable to sleep for a few more hours. That face, she seemed so familiar yet so not.