Revenge of a dead girl - Season 1 - Episode 35

5 years ago

Revenge of a dead girl - Season 1 - Episode 35

I widened my eyes as I spotted her figure, quietly sitting on her seat while all her other classmates where chatting with each other. Fei was there, surrounded by her friends. Everyone was there, alive.

“Is this. . . true?” I gaped, wondering if it’s okay to believe that I was just dreaming a while ago and the blood stained school doesn’t exist at all.

“Miss Ahreum!”I heard Yebin’s cheerful voice from behind us, I immediately spun around, breaking from Seolri’s hands and running to her direction.
“Yebin!” I almost sobbed from seeing her, I hugged her tiny body and embraced it within my arms, causing for the stuffed teddy bear she was carrying fall on the ground.
“Miss Ahreum? You’re late. You’re supposed to tutor me.” She pouted, but I didn’t break the hug since I was more than happy to see her well and safe. Maybe what I witnessed a while ago wasn’t real, maybe it was just a horrible dream.

“Then. . . Let’s go back inside my office, you have alot to learn about alphabets, am I right?” I smiled, pulling away and standing up to grab her small hands. She crouched down to grab her teddy bear before looking back at me.

“I already memorized the alphabets while you’re away!” She beamed, trying her best to match my walking pace with her short legs.

“Oh did you?” I snickered. Seolri followed us and walked besides Yebin, grabbing the stuffed toy from her hands so she could hold it also, swinging it back and forth.
“While you were in the infirmary, Yebin went to me and I taught her the alphabets.” Seolri boasted proudly as she glanced at Yebin with a proud demeanor.

“I was in the infirmary?” I asked, still staring down at Yebin with a gentle smile. Watching her avoid the thin black lines on the tiled floor, stepping only at the white parts.
“You said you had a headache and needed some sleep. . . you’re gone for about an hour, and then you suddenly entered our classroom and barricade the door.” Seolri laughed, pinching Yebin’s soft cheeks earning a groan in response from Yebin.
“I fell asleep?” I asked again, almost making sense that I was only dreaming about the school and the horrible storm and as well as Yooma killing us one by one.
“Duh, then explain why you disappeared for an hour while I do all the work and teach Yebin.” Seolri rolled her eyes at me playfully.
“I was trying to save the two of you from dying.” I replied with a unreadable expression on my face, stopping from my tracks as I heard a distant sound of thunder and lightning from afar. I glanced outside the window, the clear and blue sky suddenly got covered by dark, almost black clouds. Rolling in with a speed of light and blocking all the sun’s light.
The two of them also stopped and turned their head back at me. “As if we’re gonna die.” Seolri joked, letting go of Yebin’s hand and crossed her arms. “Are you on drugs or something?”

“Seolri. . . what time is it?” I asked, my gaze still locked on the darkened sky. She gave me a puzzled look before looking at her wristwatch then answering my question.
“It’s 6pm. . . why?” She asked, I glanced back at them. Seolri still has a puzzled look on her face while Yebin gripped tightly on her stuffed toy from hearing thunders.
6pm

It was the time when. . . everything began.
“What day is it today?!” I asked again, but this time with a panicking voice as I crouched down in front of Yebin, brushing her fringe behind her ear.
“Uhh what’s with you? You’re scaring me.” She stepped away, staring at me with confused look.

Yebin was whimpering from my sudden loud voice, hiding her face from me with her stuffed toy.
“Just answer me!” I yelled at her, abruptly standing up as I gripped tightly on Yebin’s hand. Not planning to let go of her this time.
“It’s February 13.”
Instead of hearing Seolri’s voice answering my question, what I heard was a voice I never once dared to even listen to. It came from behind us, I slowly and cautiously whirled around.

What stood before us, was a girl with a menacing smile creeping on her sadistically playful expression. I opened my mouth, as if to speak something, but what came out was her name.

“Yooma.

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