The Red

*Hyuk's P.O.V*

It's already getting chilly. The metal door is cold and the bolts seem so rusty. Sitting on the hard cot with springs coming off the sides is pitiful. But I'm not allowed to pity myself, to feel sorry for myself...a closed room with a dirty toilet, a sink and hard cot is what I deserve.

I sighed and layed down on the floor, it's much more comfortable than the cot.

Their faces visit at night. Each and everyone of them, one by one. They scream, they yell at me to stop and then there's red, only red. The first few weeks they were just nightmares, and I would wake up completely soaked in sweat. Each night a different person, a different colleague.

Baek Jin Ra was the first one. She came on my first night here in the hole. At first it was nice, she was smiling at me on her maid uniform, we used to work together on the hotel after all. We laughed together and she gossiped about the rich people that stayed in K Hotel. It was nice, she was like a best friend. Then the nightmare started, her maid uniform drenched in blood, and the huge kitchen knife on my hand. My first murder. It was messy, cold and brutal. Mr. K was mad, he wanted her gone since she saw what I saw but he wanted her body. I messed it up. He could save nothing.

I dream about her almost every night, always starting with her laugh and ending with her screams, then red.

She's not the only one though. Jung Seok visits me too, always joking like the good friend he was, then he curses at me. He was probably the 6th one, I did it neatly that time. Mr. K got his arms, his strong arms, and one of his eyes. He had a mole on it, very rare.

Each night came someone else, people from K Hotel like Jung Seok and Jin Ra, Min Chan, Wan Min, and Byung Hyo. There's also people I didn't know that well, from K Mall...

"Min Jung Ra, Park Chan Hyo, Choi Min Seo, Ahn Jae Wan...and Nam Jae Kyung." I recited their names aloud, it was like a ritual I did every night. I will not allow myself to forget.

Nam Jae Kyung, the last man I killed. The sisters were hired for that one, I guess money does make the world go around. Mr. K got his two eyes and a kidney. It made me sick.

Then there was K Restaurant, the easiest place.

"Kim Hae Song." I named the sous chef, she probably found out first and shared it with her colleagues, a huge mistake. "Park Ji Dong, Kae Woo Jin, and the twins...Shin Tae Hyo and Shin Wan Wan."

The twins were the restaurant's greatest asset, I hoped Mr. K would spare them, I hoped I could spare them. He kept both thwins' hearts.

Each of the K workers' faces haunt me at night, starting with smiles and happiness and ending with their screams, moans and curses. Then the red comes.

The unknown strangers Mr. K did not care for, the ones reuqested by the sick psychos of society. The clients. People that did not know of Mr. K's dirty, disgusting secret. I recited their names aloud, remembering them from the contracts from the shop.

"Bae Soo Gi, Shin Min Ah, Lee Dong Hae, Park Shin Hye, Lee Sung Min, Park Chan Yeol, Lee Tae Min, Kim Hyun Jung, Kim Hee Chul..." I let my voice fade out as I dozed off.  But I sat up, refusing to receive all these unwanted visits. Especially from strangers.

Yes, they were all strangers, ignorant of Mr. K's dirty secret yet killed nevertheless. Killed by me. And in those nightmares the strangers became people I knew, even though I shared no words with them. Lee Dong Hae, for example, was my best friend and Kim Hee Chul and Lee Sung Min would join us and sing and even dance. But then came the red.

I think it was arounf the 18th person I started getting used to it. And at some point I started enjoying it, but it scared me to death. I could not go on. I didn't like what it was I was slowly turning into. I could not keep on living that way. I just wanted to let go.

I stood up and headed to the sink, I washed my face and sat down on the hard cot.

But then she came.A smile forced itself on my lips and a small warmth creeped into my body.I miss her, I miss her so much.

"Min Young." I whispered her name, as if tasting a sweet dessert. "Min Young."

I layed down on the cot, not caring about how hard it was and let the smile on my lips grow. Closing my eyes, I let the red be replaced by her smile and her body, with a new resolve of protecting her.

Even if it means staying here forever.

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Hello!! This was short, sorry about that. But I wanted you guys to know just how sad Hyuk is :(Anyway, I'll publish next chapter in a bit, but it'll be today, promise! Thank you for your patience and support♡See you in a bit~