Bloody Quill // TAEKOOK // ''I Rest My Bloody Quill''

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Now, let's start the journey....

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Jungkook's POV

No, I won't write anymore, maybe this 'The Five Kills' story is my last story... I rest my pen..... I quit !

Everyone will want to know why am I ending my twelve years' pursuit. I started at 16, why this sudden ending at this early age of 28?

Any depression? Any despair?.... Am I finished?... NO.. No, Never... I'm not finished yet. But I have never been in such horror till date.

I have written many murder mysteries, stories full of thrill and excitement... I have written before, I am writing today and I can write in the future.

But not anymore.

I am so afraid.

Because what my quill writes, becoming reality... Not once, not twice, three times it already happened.

My pen has killed three lives. But no one is willing to accept it.

Again and again I went to the police, tried to convince them that the murders were real and that I myself witnessed all the murders, but they didn't believe be, moreover they are thinking I'm crazy. They are trying to convince me that this is all an illusion of my mind... hallucination.

How can I make them believe?.. That I have heard with my own ears those violently cruel conversations which my accursed pen had transcribed little by little the day before... I saw blood.

But they are literally a part of my novel... Who knew my imagination would rise from the manuscript pages to reality like this?

Even the last screams of those unfortunate people are still ringing in my ears.

Three murders.....

One of them was killed into a running car, everyone thought it's an accident... no, not accident, it's murder... in a deserted street at midnight, the road next to my building. Just like in the novel, the car was oxygen-deprived before the murder. The man tried to live, tried to scream, slowly died like a frightened caged rat. When the car stopped at the dead end of the road, the killer came and opened the door of the car and placed a knife on his chest... just like my novel.

Victim #1

P-please spare my life...huff...how hospital...hah..haff.. please don't kill me...

Killer

Hahaha... ''The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time.''

Precisely those dialogues that I had written the day before, he exclaimed that poem at the end.

I couldn't do anything.....

Second time, the second man was drowned into that strong river of our city... He didn't know how to swim, he was pushed into the river. His death cries, screaming for living.. I heard everything and saw the killer's dark structure who was muttering the poem.

Killer

''I wonder..... Which pain is worse-- the shock of what happened or the ache for what never will…?''

And the third person was murder by poisoning... He was tied up and poison was injected into his body. I clearly heard them, their dialogues were not at all different from my novel. I heard the grave voice of the murderer as the victim was suffering while squirming with the venom.

Killer

"Life is a question whose answer is death.. Death is also a question for which there is no answer."

And the every single murder was happened for real...

And the police officer said that there was no murderer, everything was my imagination. I was trying to convince him, but he laughed out a loud insolence laugh.

Police Officer

Hahaha... That's hilarious. Can a pen even kill a person?.. Since when did it become a murder weapon !? Wait a minute... Do u have 'FPP' disorder?

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[ Note : For those who don't know 'FPP'.. Fantasy prone personality (FPP) is a disposition or personality trait in which a person experiences a lifelong, extensive, and deep involvement in fantasy. This disposition is an attempt, at least in part, to better describe "overactive imagination" or "living in a dream world".]

I know pen can never kill anyone but in this case pen becomes the only one murder weapon. I am afraid to even write a word these days.

This unbearable pain, this cannot be told to anyone. I am the only one in the world who knows that these murders are true... not any hallucination, not any imagination, not a story and not even I am crazy... those are reality.

But I am so terrified. If I write about another murder, it means another murder will happen.

I will not let this pen take people's lives anymore... I will finish, myself unless this quill.

Sorry but not anymore, I can't anymore... This pen will finish me... so I Quit.

'' I Rest My Bloody Quill. ''

~ End ~

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