Blood?

December 1st 2020 otherwise known as the Day of the Dead by future generations, came about its name when hundreds of thousands of humans rose from the dead. For the rest of the world it was known as the worst day in the history of mankind. However, to one young man, it was a change of his fate, forever.

"KYAAAAAA!!"

"ARGHHH HELP ME!"

Although it was only 5:04 in the morning, peoples screams could be heard throughout the whole city. Seoul, the metropolitan area of Korea, was turned into a bloodbath in a matter of hours. Screams filled with agony, cars crashing into each other, murders, all happened throughout the world. One particular boy was sleeping through the chaos after staying up all night reading Webtoons.

"BANG! BANG! BANG!"

Ha Ji-Yun woke up from the loud racket beneath the building floor. He lazily stood up and went down to check who it was as he and one other person were the only people who lived inside the building.

"I'm coming! I'm coming! Stop banging the f**king gate dammit!"

Half asleep he walked to the main entrance behind a steel gate resembling a prison cell. Upset at the though of living in a building built more like a prison than an apartment, it turned his mood even more foul.

Then he saw it.

Two disfigured creatures who had clunks of rotten meat hanging off of them, snot, pus, and blood leaking from their orifices and a stench so horrible he could smell it through the doors. Immediately, he knew what those creatures resembled.

'Monster.' Ji-yun immediately thought. After binge reading 'Sweet Home' on Webtoon last week, he truly believed this is what those figures resembled. Although it could be a prank show and he could be on live TV, he wasn't gonna take any chances like those naive characters who believed everything was fake in those apocalyptic novels that he used to read.

'I'm out.' Ji-yun thought as he ran back up to his room. Rushing past room 101 where the only other person in the building lived, Ji-yun couldn't help but remember the elderly man who offered to help him move into his house when he first moved into the building.

'Dammit, I should at least help him.' he thought as he smashed the doorbell for a while. Seeing how there was no response, Ji-yun thought the man's hearing might've went bad so mustering all his strength, he kicked the door down.

"BOOM"

'Holy shit! I actually kicked the door down, hehe, i'm so strong' Ji-yun couldn't help but smile smugly at his actions. He looked at the door condescendingly, then it hit him. The door had no lock and it was just a push door from both sides because the old man was too weak to open the doors with his strength.

Ji-yun's mood turned even more foul. It could not get any fouler now.

"OLD MAN!" he yelled.

No response.

The boy ran into the entrance but the old man wasn't there. When the boy went into the old mans room. All 18 years of his life's reasoning just snapped. In his room there was hundreds if not thousands of photos of Ji-Yun sleeping, eating, showering, hell even shitting!

'What the f*ck! Is the old man a yandere stalker like in that novel 'Stalker x Stalker' on webtoon?!" Ji-yun couldn't help but get goosebumps at the thought of him being a BL story protagonist with a creepy stalker old man. (f*ck no. maybe.)

Looking around even more he saw what seemed to be a blood ritual on the floor and what looked like a 4 foot shriveled up nutsack. (You guessed it)

'...'

Ji-yun kicked the nutsack as hard as he could. He had to vent his anger somehow.

"splat"

'Blood?' Ji-yun looked down at his chest and saw an arm pierced through it. Slowly, his consciousness faded, deep, into the abyss.