Chapter 16:
(Yeon's perspective because he messed up)
"What have I done? I can feel my heart racing as panic sets in. I need to calm down and think. There must be a way to fix this. But how could I have swapped their perspectives so easily? Something terrible is bound to happen now. He's going to murder everyone. If only I had told him the truth from the beginning, none of this would have happened. My mind is racing with thoughts of the worst possible outcome. He'll come for me first, before anyone else. I'm as good as dead.
"Wait, was it actually me that did it? I wasn't even there though, so just exactly what caused that to happen? He keeps murmuring about that voice in his head, but that voice isn't even real. How can a voice do anything like make a person switch bodies? It's impossible… unless… It is a real person. My mind races as I try to piece together the puzzle. Could it be that the voice he hears is not just a figment of his imagination, but something far more sinister? Even if it was I would've known about it. I need to figure something out."
("The only reason Yeon took Su's soul was to prevent anyone from taking control of him or his mind. Yeon wanted to go back in time and fix his past, but it seemed like something had gone wrong. While he was trying to fix everything, he discovered the identity of the killer. However, he didn't tell Su because he had a suspicion.")
(If you didn't already get it Yeon likes Su but he doesn't say it because he doesn't want to make it awkward, Twist he's a demon)
"Something here is really wrong. I've taken care of many people in my line of work, but I have never seen anything like this before. Did I really miss something so crucial? My mind races as I try to figure out what could have gone wrong. I have to go and check on him, make sure he's okay. The killer can wait, I'll deal with them later. Right now, my priority is making sure that he's safe and that I haven't overlooked anything important."
(back to Su)
"I managed to get myself home without losing control of myself, but it feels like my heart is about to slip out of my chest. The pain is almost unbearable, a constant ache that threatens to consume me. I can feel the tears prickling at the corners of my eyes as I try to hold it all together. It hurts, it really hurts. If I don't do something about it soon, I fear that I'll surely kill myself. The thought sends a shiver down my spine, but I can't ignore the reality of the situation. I need help, but where do I turn? Who can I trust with the darkness that threatens to overwhelm me? I feel so alone, so lost. But I know that I can't give up, that I have to keep fighting. Somehow, somehow, I have to find the strength to keep going.
"Kill...Kill...Kill just do it No one watching Come on COME ON"
It repeats the same words continuously, like a broken record stuck on an endless loop. The sound seems to be coming from right behind me, but when I turn to look, there's nothing there. Absolutely nothing. Why does it feel like there's something there when there isn't? It's making me lose my mind. The constant repetition, the feeling of being watched, it's all too much. It feels like it's devouring me whole, consuming me from the inside out. I try to shake it off, ignore the voice, and focus on something else, but it's always there, lurking in the back of my mind. I don't know how much longer I can take this.
"I have to hold on, I tell myself. I have to focus on something else, anything to distract me from the voice that keeps repeating in my head.
"COME ON, DO IT! WHAT'S HOLDING YOU BACK? DO IT!" it screams, over and over again.
I try to block it out, but it keeps repeating, like a mantra that I can't escape. Repeat… repeat… repeat…
I had locked myself in my house, determined not to leave. "I'm never going to leave," I repeated to myself again and again, as if the words could somehow protect me from the madness that threatened to consume me."
"And that's when it started. The voice had taken full control of me, its power overwhelming and all-consuming. I was powerless against it, unable to resist its pull. It was like a puppet master pulling my strings, manipulating my every move. I could do nothing except let it control me, let it guide me down a path that I knew would lead to destruction. The fear was suffocating, choking me as I struggled to regain control. But it was no use. The voice was too strong, too powerful. It had taken over completely, leaving me nothing but a shell of my former self."
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