Catastrophe House
Fighting Death

The atmosphere at night is so tense, dried leaves fall covering the residential road there.

All the houses look dark and quiet, but one of the houses there looks to start glowing.

A grandfather named Kim He Nim continued to walk up the wooden stairs of the house and opened the gray door there, his old eyes looked at the silence in the room.

“You've slept?”

With a thick foreign language He Nim said, immediately the yellow blanket was revealed and displayed a small child who looked at the old man with sadness.

“Grandfather, He did not want to stop playing.” protested the little boy while pointing at the air beside him. He Nim smiled then entered the room.

“What is it that you immediately turn off the light when grandfather will meet you? Heuh this boy!” he Nim said as he rubbed his head over the boy.

The sound of footsteps kicking his legs in annoyance was heard approaching the room of his stepdaughter, Hyeon Chul.

With an angry face he shouted at Hyeon Chul and his father-in-law.

“Hyeon Chul! Go sleep! Why are you keeping him awake?” stepmother Hyeon Chul shouted with her argument against her elderly father-in-law.

“I want to make Hyeon Chul sleep, Yeon.” objected He Nim with a voice so soft.

Brak! Brak! Brak!

A loud blow from the main door of this house made all become shocked, although scared but curiously Mother Hyeon Chul immediately turned around and stepped down from the stairs.

The grandfather turned his head to look at his grandson who was hugging him tightly in fear, with a slow movement he stood up and began to step away from leaving his grandson towards the next room belonging to his son and daughter-in-law.

With a careful urge to open the door of the room, the, instantly his eyes widened knowing the man lying on the bed there looked lifeless again with regularity continues to bleed from his stomach and mouth.

The grandfather closed his mouth which accidentally opened because he saw clearly how his son was convulsing and kept bleeding.

The grandfather slammed the door and tried to catch his breath and wiped the tears that fell on his cheeks deeply saddened his son's tragic death.

Until there, He Nim did not find his son-in-law and with careful movement he traced every room there.

His steps came to a halt as a speck of blood fell right on his light brown shirt, He Nim looked up at the big lamp in the middle of the living room.

“Grandfather?! Aaa!” yelled Hyeon Chul who was still in his room, only Hyeon Chul is now alive, he does not want anyone to be his victim again.

“Hyeon Chul?” he Nim shouted after he opened the door of his grandson's room but there was no Hyeon Chul there.

“Grandpa?!” hyeon Chul shouted again and this time her voice sounded on Hyeon Chul's balcony room, He Nim immediately headed to Hyeon Chul's balcony room but something held her back.

The white curtain itself floated a stretched— pulled He Nim's body back inside until it fell against the wall.

“Let me save my grandson!” pinta Grandpa was accompanied by a cough that bleed and he immediately ran to help Hyeon Chul who was hanging on the balcony border, between the air that would drop him right in front of his house.

“Hyeon Chul!” he Nim shouted as he held onto Hyeon Chul's palms and then pulled her back into the balcony.

The wind suddenly became strong, everything began to fall until a lamp floated and began to hit Grandpa Hyeon Chul's back until it fell and released Hyeon Chul's hand.

Hyeon Chul's four glass rooms broke and scattered about Hyeon Chul and the old man.

“What do you want? You've taken the parents of this boy! Didn't I just ask you to accompany Hyeon Chul?!” he Nim's snapping began to ignite his emotions.

Hyeon Chul continued to cry while shaking He Nim's arm.

Nature seems to be getting angry, by itself, the old grandfather's body was dragged quickly until his head hit the wall of Hyeon Chul's room and then dragged again to the balcony until the balcony barrier wood was destroyed due to a strong push from He Nim's body, hyeon Chul's grandfather's body fell from the top of the room.

“Haraboeji!” hyeon Chul exclaimed to his grandfather with his hand as if to hold back the fall of the man he loved the most.

The sound of police car sirens was heard and stopped in front of the fence of this large house, Hyeon Chul's cry was increasingly broken because he felt really alone.

Hugging his legs which he bent, the 6-year-old boy cried so much that the police came to meet Hyeon Chul who was alone and the residents there continued to talk about the topic until it disappeared 5 years later.