Paradise

I kept listening to the record over and over again which arouse a debate between my mind and reality.
When reality said that Myungsoo was DEAD and there was NO way that he could've made that phone call, my mind insisted that it was HIS Voice and I could never mistake it for another.
It just didn't make never.
I suddenly felt the urge to wonder around the house as if the answer to this mystery was lying in one of it corners.
I first rushed to the kitchen. Everything was in it right place. The same goes for the living room and the rest of the house. No one was here and there was no signs of possible breaking in, theft or burglary.
There was nothing out of normal... Or that's what I thought...
The house was unexpectedly neat.
As long as I can remember I never had the time to clean, not even for once. By that time a layer of dust should've been covering the floor and furniture ,there was no way for it to stay this bright and clean. No wonder MyungSoo used to call it "The Self-cleaning Home".
And what made it even weirder was my bedroom; not only the mess disappeared but also the bedsheet have been changed and a white shirt was lying on the bed with a navi blue skirt and lingerie. And as I expected, my pink bathrobe was hanged in the bathroom, the bathtub was filled with steamy water and the flower scent was in the air.
Someone was trying to play some dirty joke on me. But who? Why? And how did he/she know all those little private details about my married life, things that only MyungSoo and I knew about?
I couldn't think straight anymore so I surrendered to the seductive rose scent and took a quick bath, changed into a black oversized shirt and black tights then returned the other outfit to my wardrobe.
It was already nighttime and I was feeling exhausted so I got to bed, eager for a few hours of sleep, but It was a real struggle.
I surely felt better after the bath but still didn't feel secure enough, which explains the weird dream I got.
I was standing in front of a big door wearing a long black dress holding MyungSoo's hand who was in a black Tuxedo , the door suddenly opened widely so we entred the fancy hall. Right in the center was a big dining table with a feast on it.
Myungsoo held my chair for me as I sat then he sat in the seat across me, leaving six empty chairs, three on each side.
Then, six handsome guys in black suits came into the dinning hall one by one and filled the empty seats.
I couldn't ignore how worried MyungSoo looked when he saw them which made me even more curious about their identities.
Even though those guys weren't the bit scary I've got a bad feeling .
They were locking me with their cold gazes. What if they were some kind of a death angels or servants of the devil ?
I started to wonder whether it was a dream or a nightmare.
I was searching for a shelter in MyungSoo's eyes but they were as cold as the other's, with a devilish look in them.
Suddenly, one of them stood up and brought a weird bottle and poured some kind of a liquor in my cup. At first it was crystal clear then it got darker and became as red as blood and then turned black. I think I was supposed to drink it but couldn't bring myself to so. I kept hesitating until the seven of them stood up surrounded me. They were forcing me to do it with their deadly silence.
I wanted to scream but couldn't find my voice.
I woke up breathing heavily and soaked in sweat. I was still feelig the terror from the nightmare. I waited until I calmed down a little then got out of bed. I saw my reflection in the mirror, I looked terribly awful. My face have never been that pale. I've watched all kind of horror movies before but never felt this scared, this nightmare surely got a hold of my feelings.
I was tying my hear into a ponytail when I saw a feature behind me, sitting on the edge of the bed behind me. My hands stopped moving as I came to recognize his face. It was the gyu who poured me the drink in my dream. I fastly turned around to face him, but he was nowhere to be found anymore.
It couldn't get any better. I was hallucinating about some gyu that I've never met before.
I was already out of the room when I realized what I've just saw. I walked back in to double check it.
This time It wasn't a delusion... Instead of the mysterious gyu there was a strange key lying on the bed.
I took it by it chain but fastly thrown it away. It was the vintage key that was in the car the day of the accident...With a dry blood strain on it....

Notes

I know it's a slow start but I'll be updating more once I'm done with my studies :D