~JongKook's P.O.V~

The next morning, I woke up extra early to check the Video cameras. I walked to the TV that was in my room, which I connected all cameras to, and rewinded the tape. I watched as I was sleeping, when I stood up, walking to my closet, and grabbing some kind of mask, before walking out to the kitchen. I thought I was going to flip a Table when I saw that I grabbed a HUGE Steak Knife, before looking up at the Camera. I saw myself smiling, in a psycho like way, at the camera while waving the knife back and forth.

I then walked out the house, before returning with dirty, ripped clothes, and a bloody knife. I felt my heart skipping a beat, the hair standing up at the nape of my neck. When I heard the doorbell ring, I quickly jumped up and turned off the TV and hid the cameras before walking to the door. I opened it, to find the boys and Cho Hee stand there smiling.

That's when I remembered the knife, "W-why don't you all g-go to the Living room. I have to go to the K-kitchen real quick!" I cursed myself for stuttering, while heading to the Kitchen with hurried footsteps. I looked around to find the knife lay there on full display, blood dripping down the sharp blade. I quickly grabbed a Paper Towel and picked the knife up, and putting it into the Dishwasher. I threw the paper away, and washed my hands, the red stains visible on my hands.

I fel sick, thousands of horrible images crossing my mind. I turned off the tap, running to the Bathroom, and emptying my once filled stomach. Five minutes later, I walked back down to find everyone looking worried at me. Cho Hee stood up, placing her small hand on my forehead. "You are burning. Go lay do-" Everything turned still. The last thing I remember was everyone running towards me, before I out completely.

Sorry that it is so short. My mom made me go write this in 5 minutes since I had to go to bed :| The next Chapter will be longer. I promise :)