warn!!!!

This novel has bloody scenes, suicide, and ghosts. Whoever can't take it will pass first.

"Hey, have you ever heard the story about room number 4 in the dormitory at the end of the alley?"

"Never."

"Then I'll tell you about it."

"Uh huh."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"Keke kee, let's have fun."

Clink, clack, clack.

The sound of a pencil scratching on page after page. Korn, a 30-year-old young man, is writing the contents of a new novel that isn't going anywhere. Normally, Korn likes to write romantic stories, innocent school love stories, but the publisher wanted him to change to a horror genre. It's scary that it's happening right now.

"Wow, what about letting someone like him who is afraid of ghosts I'm afraid of blood entering my intestines. Come write a horror novel, you'll go crazy."

If a writer wants to think about writing a good story, it must come from experience combined with a brilliant imagination. will be able to create good work

And if he had to write a horror story about murder, what would he do? I can't let you go and kill people.

Ring, ring.

"Hello, what's up Nat?" Korn answered the phone from his personal secretary, Nat.

"How are you? Can you write about anything?"

"Not yet. I can't think of anything. You know that I've been writing romantic love all this time. Most of what I write comes from my experiences with love affairs. Who would be able to write such an extreme change in style?"

"Come on, brother, the editor saw that you have skills."

"Alright, I'll try."

"Okay, bro. If you have the problem, you can send it to me."

"Okay, that's it."

When hanging up from Nut Korn continued to sit and worry. The story he wrote was about a heartbroken young woman. and jumped from a building It has become an evil ghost that haunts people in the building. The story has nothing new to offer. But he felt unable to write the frightened feelings of a young woman about to commit suicide. or even the bare-headed fear of the person who has been deceived

Korn is afraid of ghosts but has never encountered one. Let your imagination be there. But to make this realistic

Sigh

Let's put it aside for now. Now an army must march on its stomach. It's this late, what is there for him to eat? Korn thought for a while and picked up the room key. Walk to the front of the door.

Crack, clack, clack.

The goal isn't good anymore. Igor's life.

Hey, let's get out.

Tight, tight

Pluck

Just once

“Oh, P'Korn, hello. I think your door needs repair. It's so difficult to open and close," Bun, the younger roommate next to him, greeted.

“That's right, I've already called a mechanic to come and repair it. I wonder if they've forgotten each other or not. Haven't seen it in a while. Until I'm too lazy to follow."

"Oh, how can we, brother? How much maintenance fees do we have to pay? Just now, I saw the owner of the dormitory. Go tell your aunt."

"Oh, yes, very kind. So you just came back?" I'm going down to get something to eat first."

"Yes, I'm going for a drink. I'll see you later."

Walk down the stairs until you reach the bottom. This dorm has 4 floors and Korn is on the top floor. Which is the 4th floor and room 4. I heard that this dormitory has been here for over a hundred years. It has just been renovated. But it's strange that every door in this dormitory is red. Whether it's the bathroom door or not.

But what the heck, with a cheap place like this, who would sit and pay attention to trivial matters?

Oh, he saw the owner of the dormitory's aunt.

"Auntie Phon, I just called a technician to come and repair my door but I haven't seen him for several weeks now," Korn said, a little annoyed at the technician's irresponsibility like this.

Uh, this is the young man in class 4.

"Uh, I'll tell you again, kid. I'm sorry." Even though he said it like that, Phon wasn't sure if anyone would go or not.

"Yes, thank you, Auntie."

After that, Korn walked out of the alley to find a convenience store. or restaurants that are open Because the dormitory is at the end of the alley, you have to walk quite a distance. Plus, the alley is lonely, so there aren't many shops that come to sell things and you have to walk out to the front of the alley.

Sigh, luckily there is still a convenience store open. This store is also strange in that the closing times are uncertain. It's open 24 hours on some days, and on some days it closes early. Just after the sun set the shop closed.

Ring: The doorbell rang, causing you to turn around to see that the store was about to close. So hurriedly ran in.

"Don't rely on me, brothers and sisters. I want to buy some rice for a moment," Korn shouted loudly, causing the employees to startle themselves.

"Oh, hyung, I'm totally shocked." I knew that I was truly shocked. Playing with such a pale face and big eyes

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I won't make it in time."

"Yes, you'd better hurry up and get some stuff. I'm closing the shop." Korn hurriedly walked in and picked out some things quickly: 3 boxes of basil, a pack of beer. Then hurriedly went to collect money. Because it looks like the employees are really in a hurry. Looking left, looking right, they're all confused. I guess I'm afraid of being scolded by the shop owner. Accused of closing the store late

"Come back, brother. Hurry back, it's dangerous around here."

"Okay, I'm very kind, you don't have to change."

"thank you"

After walking out of the store Korn walked slowly, not in a hurry because his legs came in such a hurry that he didn't look at much. I will say that this is the first time I have walked back to my dormitory in the middle of the night like this. Normally he hardly left the room. Or Nat will always receive it. causing them to not pay much attention to the side of the road The alley while walking back to the dormitory was quite quiet. The lights were on every other day. Make the dark walkway bright and dark.

If the lights aren't on, it will be so dark that you can't see anything. And where there is a light, it will be dim. To the tower at the end of the alley

And while Korn was thinking for fun, he was hit on the head so hard that he fell and lost consciousness.

heavily!!

When he regained consciousness he felt a pain in the back of his neck. I remember that recently I went out to buy food to eat and someone I didn't know hit him hard on the head.

Damn it, who the hell is this? He also tied his hands and feet. Importantly, this is his room. Looking left, looking right, all directions And was extremely shocked when

I turned to see a tall, thin man sitting behind me looking at him. The light coming in from the bathroom makes people feel unspeakably frightened.

"Why are you doing this? What do you want? If you want money, I can give it to you." He asked, trying to be as calm as possible. to survive

The man didn't say anything. Instead, she walked towards him in a calm manner and used a cloth to cover his mouth. He tried to fight with all his might but couldn't because the wound on his head was still hurting. And the rice didn't fall into my stomach at all. The man finally succeeded in covering his mouth with a cloth. Fear filled Korn's eyes when he saw the man go and take out the contents of his bag. It was clear that there were hammers, knuckles, and the sound of hard objects clashing in that bag. There must have been many other scary things in that bag.

What should he do to survive? Korn tried to roll over to the other side of the bed and tried to sit up, but was unable to do so. The man hit him on the head with a hammer until Korn heard a winking sound in his head. He fell on the bed and was forced to open his mouth. He tried to shout for help.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Because this wicked man's hand came into his mouth with iron pliers and was pulling out his molars.

Ahhh!

Suddenly, the sound of metal pliers slowly pulling out his molars.

Korn could only lie down and cry out in pain. It was all over the mouth. until part flows down the throat The taste of rust filled his mouth. If that wasn't enough, he was trying to pull out his other tooth. His eyes narrowed and he tried to escape the Death King's hand, but he couldn't. It pulled out two of his molars. Then he got up and walked to the bathroom and washed his hands.

building building

The sound of footsteps slowly approached him. The evil bastard looked at him with calm eyes, no words coming out of it. After that, Korn fainted from pain again.

gulp

Korn woke up again to the light coming through the window, letting him know that it was already morning. He felt pain all over his body, especially his head. and where the tooth was extracted I don't know where that idiot had gone. Looking around the room, all he saw was his bag that was lying there. He tried to sit up and untie the loose rope.

When he was able to untie the rope, he grabbed it by the head and felt that there must be a lot of blood flowing out. Ah, I felt dizzy.

He slowly walked over and looked at the bag. It was found that inside there were all kinds of things that could cause people to die. He picked up the hammer he had used to hit his head and slowly walked out of the bedroom. He didn't see anyone. Or is it already gone?

Why?

Why is it doing this? If you were going to kill him, you shouldn't have left him there all night like this. Why is it doing this? Korn tried to figure out who it was. Or has he ever done anything to it?

Korn fell to the ground and sat thinking over and over again.

Why!

Why!!

Why why why!!

Crack!

The sound of the door opening rang out. Korn saw that it was that evil person. He hurriedly stood up and used the hammer in his hand. Hit him hard on the temple. It staggered, so he grabbed it by the collar and dragged it into the room.

Pluck

Thump

He repeatedly slammed into its head until blood splattered. Pieces of flesh flew out. But he doesn't care about anything. He sat and lashed at his face, spreading all the way down to his neck. Don't give it a chance to cry.

Wow!

Oh shit, a piece of something flew and hit him in the face. and went into the mouth a little

Ah, it tastes good. He thinks human meat isn't bad.

Korn didn't think much of it. With hunger as the original capital He then began dissecting each piece of flesh. Starting from the chest down Earlier, he had gone and picked up a knife that could be used and was reasonably sharp from that bag. Go in and cut off the chest with a knife first. and place it where it was cut out before. and began to gradually dissect it.

Until its entire body was left with only skin and bones. He put each piece of meat into a box and placed them separately in the refrigerator. Luckily, his refrigerator was quite large. So there is plenty of space to store.

After that, he thought he would have to go dress his wounds and cleanse his body before continuing. He walked into the bathroom. and look at your whole body From the head down There was no part that wasn't stained with blood. Plus there are various pieces of flesh following him.

Ah, looks good.

Korn didn't realize that he had a change in his thoughts. Or will it be bloodshot eyes? A smile on the face that shows happiness

Knock, knock, knock.

"P'Korn, I'm here, P'." Nat's voice calling from the front of the room caused Korn to walk out and open the door.

"Why are you here?" Korn asked because he had just called to say that he had finished writing the manuscript in less than an hour.

"Oh, it smells good. What are you making to eat? Can I have something to eat too? I'm really hungry. I came in a hurry and I haven't had anything to eat yet." Nat asked out of hunger. and walked to the dining table where there were many kinds of food

"Alright, eat it. There's more." He closed the door and followed Nat inside. He saw that he was drinking soup.

"Mmm, it's delicious. What kind of soup is it? It's thick. The steak is just right, too." Can you make a rare version for me? I just bought something to replace it. The meat is very delicious, soft, just the right amount, very juicy." Nat said loudly. Because it's really delicious.

"Haha, it's okay. I just ordered it. I'll go do it."

"Oh, bro, you wrote it really well. I got goosebumps while describing each bloody scene. It was so horrifying."

"really"

"Yes, I think it must be very famous."

Nat finished speaking and didn't care about anything else and just focused on eating. Going to P'Korn's room, it looks strangely clean. Normally I could hardly find a place to walk.

After that, Korn's novels sold like hotcakes. Until he earned a fair amount of income from this novel. He moved out of that room and into a luxury condo in the heart of the city. And I'm thinking about what the next story will be.

“Brother Sin, I can't contact the killer who sent to attack Brother Korn. The last time I talked to him It said I forgot something and was going to go back and get it, and then it disappeared."

Nat is sitting and talking with Sin in a restaurant. Sin is the editor who looks after Kon. Sin and Nat set up a scene by hiring a fake assassin to pretend to kill P'Korn. A little bit of physical harm, enough to give you an idea for writing. But until now, I don't know where it has gone.

"Probably afraid of the mistake. Never mind. I consider it to have accomplished its duty."

“But having said that, I think Brother Korn is a bit strange. Every time I look at him, I get goosebumps. But you cook very delicious food. I won't eat steak as deliciously as you do at any restaurant."

"Oh, I have to go try it."

Finished the first short story. How is it? Please send me your comments.