CHAPTER 3: BEFORE DEATH

Someone's POV

I decided to come out and approach that child in their house. I have to, I am seeing episodes in my brain and it involves him. I've been seeing it for months now. At first, I already told myself not to get involved with it, but I keep on seeing my late wife everywhere. I don't know if I was just being bugged by my conscience or because the child is somewhat close to her.

I don't know what happened maybe I realized that the only one for him is me.

I may be living in hell for decades but I am not going to let it happen this time, not again. Like what I did when his family died. I already predicted what is going to happen that day, but I let it slipped, I allowed it. I didn't do anything to stop it. Or maybe I was just scared that day. Still thinking of what happened to my wife. I have been in a chase with death. The demon comes up from his burning castle and now he is coming to look for another revenge.

I was already in his room and resting in his bed. When I heard a sudden knock in the door.

"They're here," I mumbled.

Then I heard a loud bang, it was like a door slammed hard on the wall. It's time...

I exited on the window near the bed I was lying a while ago. I am going to wait outside so they won't be able to see me, they shouldn't or I am going to agonize my existence to these creatures which will make me useless for the kid inside the house. I will patiently wait for them to do their business.

Woo Bin's POV

It's past midnight already. I heard knocks on the door, I hesitated for a while but then I thought maybe some of my neighbors require help.

So I opened the front door only to my surprise.

Eight people were standing in front of the door. It creeps me out as I saw their faces, bloodshot eyes, then they smiled... fangs. I was seeing fangs.

One of them pushed the door hard and it slammed on the wall.

I stepped backward but the older man grabbed my neck.

"W-who are you?" I asked feeling the pain in my throat

But they answered me with chuckles...

He throws me inside the house and my back hit the wall. I heard some of my bones broke and I felt a sharp pain inside me. A hard hit on my head followed as it went on the floor, I saw blood on the floor as I hit the ground.

"Weren't you curious about who slew your family? "The man asked me as he laughed.

I wanted to answer him back, but I cannot find the words, I cannot even open my eyes from the pain I was tasting.

"It was me, I killed your mother, I killed your father ... and I played with your sister," he said, then he laughed aloud. He was evil in disguise.

"W-why?" I asked coping for my breath.

"Why? Your father didn't tell you? "He asked me.

I managed to move my head hinting him that my father did not.

"Your father killed my son! He was a vampire slayer, "He hissed.

I can see the anger in his eyes... it's scorching.

"I cannot drink his blood as much as I wanted to, neither your sister. There is also a drop of his blood in your mother's veins. That's why I broke their bones to pieces," he said angrily.

"Damn you!" I said in a whisper, I hardly can breathe. Something hard is pressing in my chest.

"Don't worry you'll see them later. But before that, I want you to feel the pain before death. I want you to feel what my son felt when he drank your father's blood." He walks closer, a bit faster than usual. He was like gliding in the air towards me.

That's when he picks me up from the floor and throw me up to the ceiling. My ribs broke immediately as I hit it and then another blow in my head when I reached the ground.

I can't think anymore, I am counting my breath and it's excruciating. I can't even move my fingers or roll my eyeballs. Tears keep on falling from my eyes. I was hoping to find the perpetrators someday but not like this. Where there is nothing I can do but to wait for my breaths to live me... no, I guess I was already praying for my death.

Could it be possible for me to die right there without feeling the pain anymore? I had so many questions that I want to ask, but I thought pulling myself to talk will only worsen everything. If I could only ask him to kill me right away, I'd probably want it.

But as I watch them move, I can sense that I am about to face hell in their hands. Each one of them is looking for something that could lengthen my sufferings. Their faces are pale and no life, I don't expect them to give me one.

Can I ask the Deities to take me so I can be with my family again? Can I do that?

I was planning to revenge their life but how can I? I don't think I can kill the undead looking things inside my house.

Oh, God! The pain it's worsening. I don't think breathing would help me endure the anguish that I am feeling.

Wait... the man I am with inside this house. I hope he won't come out to look for me. I hope he didn't have the guts to show himself while they are still inside the house.

I was trying my best to peak a little at the closed door of my room.

I hope he got out.

I thought I pull my last breath before I passed out.