Blue roses
Liu Hui Ying stared at the blue roses that were scattered all over the tomb of Liu Fei Fei like some wretched flower wreath that seemed to be celebrating the death of a young woman. Something seemed to have cracked inside of her as soon as she saw the thing in front of her and then she was reminded of the time when her sister was attacked by the murderer. It was a rainy night, the stars in the sky were covered by clouds—— no one could see what was going on the dark night and only street lamps were the one thing that were helping the pedestrians.
On that night, a man whose face she could not remember with half of his face covered with a mask came to look for her sister. He seemed to be in pain and something evil was latched on his back, the being was so crooked that it did not even have a physical form, it only had a smoky figure with eyes as red as blood and a mouth that seemed to be made of a jarred scar instead of a human mouth.