BLOODY ROSE'S
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He whistled as he walked down the long hospital corridor. He looked as if he was part of the place so that no one had any intention of questioning him, as he walked in.

His boots squeaked on the floor. He looked down and his shadow looked back at him. So good-looking.

He circled the sisters' post, wagging his hair. The guard was there, exactly as he had expected because Miss Irene was working the night shift. Beautiful little Irene with curly hair and smooth red lips.

The policeman hardly glanced at him. The man was too busy prying over the body at the counter table and teasing irene.

So, he whistled and walked along the hallway, then turned left, ah.

It's too easy, really.

He slipped into the room. Silence welcomed him. No hissing or groaning from hospital equipment. Perfect.

He pulls open the green curtain of the hospital that covers Jennie's bed and sees her survivors.

Jennie's eyes were closed, eyelashes were sweeping her cheeks. No scratches, no bruises, not on his face. He looked at the woman's hand.

Ah, there she is.

The broken nails. Skin that is torn and discolored. Jennie tries to get out of there on her own, but fails.

He wants to talk to the woman. Find out what it's like. The moment when he woke up and realized that he was in a hell of his own.

How appalling. How perfect.

He grabbed a pillow, but he hesitated. It seems wrong. To die like this, in his sleep was very easy.

A smile graced the woman's face. Really, that's a waste of the way he did.

Kim Jennie is afraid of the dark, afraid of being trapped. He had made the woman feel a bit of hell.

However, now, jennie was afraid of him. Within seconds, he had put on a glove ready to work.

She stroked Jennie's cheek with the back of her hand. The doctors gave him enough medicine. He knows it. That's what they do to patients who don't want to stop screaming.

And, after Jennie awoke from her silence, she screamed and continued to scream.

He heard some nurses talking about jennie's beautiful scream on the lower floor.

"The poor girl..."

"Can you imagine it?trapped in the coffin..."

If only they knew, he stroked Jennie's face again and the woman's eyelids moved. Ah, great. No need to waste time.

When Jennie opened her eyes, she looked confused at first. A wrinkle is seen between his eyebrows. He wet his lips. "Where.."

"Sstt" She put her finger on Jennie's lips. Then, he lifted a pillow.

"Don't worry, I'll do it fast this time."

Then, it came. Horrors. Screaming in the woman's eyes, the more it looked, the more it spread, making those beautiful eyes widen as she opened her mouth to scream.

Be late.

He pressed the pillow against Jennie's face. Clutching the woman's wrist with her left hand and holding it, while Jennie thrashed.

The woman fought back stronger than she expected. Once, he was almost free of it.

If she was hooked up to a piece of equipment that was pushed into a corner of the room, one of the nurses would definitely run in, wondering why it was showing a straight line. But he's lucky.

He touched jennie again. Can't help myself. The tubun is still warm. He could feel the warmth penetrating the gloves he was wearing.

However, that warmth does not last long now. When he raised his hand, he saw his fingers trembling. Not out of fear, it never happened.

With a heart, she rearranged jennie's pillow. One look ends because death can be something beautiful. Then, he slipped out of the room.

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When the phone rings again. Lalisa is ready to answer. He answered the phone even before the first ring was over.

"Lalisa."

"We've tracked down a cell phone" jackson's voice rattled with tension. "do you have your gun with you?."

Lalisa and jungkook. The man was standing across the room, arms crossed in front of his chest.

"I'm carrying my gun here" hearing Lilisa's words, Jungkook grabbed his own gun.

"The phone was registered in the name of kim jennie"

Shits

"We used triangulation repetition to pick up the signal from the gps chip inside the phone.lalisa, the phone came right outside your room..."

"Jennie's team is still in the hospital." With the gun in lalisa's hand, he rushed towards the room door. "The caller must be the one who attacked Jennie, he's playing a game."

"Be careful, you don't know___"

"Jungkook is here. I have help." Lalisa hung up. Take a deep breath.

"He called from outside this room" said Lalisa. Muscle braided jungkook twitching.

They came out together. A lamp near the room blinks. It gives off a yellow light that makes it nauseous.

Lalisa's gaze swept across the motel's courtyard. Left, right, left...

Their car was parked just a few feet away. First place he'll be in tomorrow morning. One thing he must have seen.

In a few seconds. Lalisa's near that car. There were no broken windows. The car door is still locked.

Jungkook protects her, while she walks towards the back of the car. The phone had been thrown under the rear wheels.

The phone is still on. It must be so that jackson can track it with the SNI satellite.

God damn the killer. A look of lalisa swept the motel equipment once again. He's long gone now.

But he wanted Lalisa to know. She wanted to make sure that Lalisa knew she was close enough to be touched by him.

Or the...

Killed him...

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