Ghost On Board!

In this world, there are two types of energies, good and evil. And when they come together, destruction is inevitable. While I was knocked out, I don't know if thunder struck my apartment or it was hit by a hurricane, but whatever happened wasn't good.

I could hear glass breaking and utensils falling on the floor making all sorts of noise. I slowly tried to get a hang of where I was and tried to open my eyes. As I peeked from darkness, light struck me violently making me close my eyes again. with every passing moment the frequency and intensity of the loud noises were increasing. I opened my eyes even more slowly and let them adjust to the light. I blinked rapidly for a few seconds and my sight was good to go. But the moment I took in my surrounding I regretted waking up. Kim Song's beautiful apartment was a mess. Calling it a mess would be an understatement. I stood up and followed the sound of utensils breaking. It took me a whole minute to walk from the bedroom to the living area. And why wouldn't it, I had to literally parkour my way to the living area. I wish I would have stayed inside the bedroom and shut the door and dozed off to sleep. The scene in front of me was a little too much to take in. First of all, a dead man's ghost was walking, talking and fighting in front of me and secondly, the cry baby angel covered in flour was fighting the ghost-like his life depends on it. I stumbled on a glass and the sound of steel clinking on the marble floor made them acknowledge my presence. I looked at Jung Suk who was completely covered in flour. His hair, his face and his clothes were white and all messy. He was holding a pan, ready to throw it at his opponent. Then I looked at the new member, who just joined the supernatural party in my apartment. He was tall and has a moustache. He was wearing a hanbok and had a knife in his chest which for some unknown reason was still bleeding. He was also covered in flour and held tightly a plate in one hand and a glass in the other.

"What exactly are you two up to?", I asked now looking at all the mess they had made. In my mind I was calculating how much time it will take to clean all this up. Will I get any sleep today? "He entered our place without permission.", baby Jung Suk tried his best to make the ghost the bad man. "Well, its neither your apartment nor hers. And for your kind information I have been living here for a few months now.", the ghost cleared himself of all the allegations. They both were now expectantly looking at me for announcing who was the real culprit behind this mess. I walked towards the couch and wiping off the flour on it, I sat down. They both followed obediently and stood in front of me. "I swear, I didn't start it Song.", Jung Suk started. "So, didn't I.", Mr. dead dad finished. "Shut up now, you two!", I shouted. "You two will clean this house after we have a chat, which I guess is and was supposed to be more important than fighting like kids.", I said. They both nodded and took a seat at a nice distance from each other.

"Why are you here?", I asked the ghost. He looked down, while playing with a ring on his fingers and said, "I am here for revenge.". "Revenge?", Jung Suk asked. Mr. Ghost nodded. "What revenge Mr. Ghost?", I asked again. "Ew! What is this name- Mr. Ghost? Call me Mr. Kim or sir.", the ghost said and I saw a striking similarity between good and evil that very moment. "She called me Mr. Angel once.", Jung Suk said laughing. "Seriously?", Mr. Kim said and he also laughed. "I am not kidding, seriously.", Jung Suk confirmed and they both did a high five while laughing like idiots. And there I was sitting all amused at a little moment these two were sharing. Realisation hit them both, and they suddenly stopped laughing and sat all awkward and straight. "Just call me Mr. Kim.", the ghost said and nodded trying to hold in my laugh. "You were telling us about revenge.", Jung Suk said planning to keep the conversation strictly work related. Mr. Kim nodded. "I didn't die in any accident. I was murdered. But I don't know who it was. I can't rest in peace till I find my murdered.", he said while looking at the full moon shining outside the window. I looked at Jung Suk who was already looking at me. "How do you not know who murdered you?", Jung Suk finally asked. "I was kidnapped in a drunk state and someone stabbed me when I was blindfolded. I only know it was a woman, with purple nails with white lilies on it.", he replied. "How do you remember the nails so vividly?", I asked. He put his hand in the pocket of his pants, which he was wearing under the hanbok, for I know some strange reason only. He took out a little piece of something. He showed it to us, and Jung Suk and I were shocked to see it was a broken nail. It was light purple in colour and had white lilies on it. "You have her nail?", I asked, but the hidden question was how did he manage to get this nail. "When they stabbed me, I was sober, and I didn't give up that easily. She tried to get out of my grip but I manage to rip this fake nail from her fingertips. But then another person stabbed me and I only remember clutching tightly to this nail, before I died.", he said. "So, there were two people.", Jung Suk said. "No, I guess there were three.", Mr Kim said. "When I was stabbed the second time, I heard someone bring in a car too. I heard the brakes. So, there was a woman, someone who stabbed me and someone in the car.", he continued. "It means it was a very well-planned murder.", I said. Jung Suk was in his own thoughts and Mr Kim was lost living the day he was murdered. "We can help you, if you help us in return.", Jung Suk said out of the blue. I looked at him all confused. How can we possibly help Mr Kim? He nodded assuring me that he can handle this. I sighed and looked away. "Also, you have to keep your evil doings to yourself.", Jung Suk added. All I could do was sigh again. "Really? Can you guys help.", Mr Kim asked all cheerful now. Jung Suk nodded and said, "But we also need your help in return.". Mr Kim looked at me for approval. "Okay! We will help you.", I finally gave in, putting all my trust in Jung Suk once again. Mr Kim smiled and handed the nail to Jung Suk. "I will do whatever you want, but just help me out.", he said. "As your daughter I'll help you.", I said. "You aren't my daughter Stacey. My daughter will be here with me in next few months.", he said. "What! W-with you?", I asked horrified. I saw Jung Suk's expression change, but he was not confused or shocked, he was looking angry. Angry at Mr Kim for telling me this. "Jung Suk oppa, what is he saying?", I asked walking up to him. Mr Kim's face now had guilt written all over it. He realised this information wasn't supposed to be revealed yet. "What is he saying?", I yelled at Jung Suk. "Its nothing.", he said and looked away. I went towards the other side and faced him again. "Tell me oppa, what is he saying? You are hiding something, right?", I was on the verge of breaking down. "Tell me dammit!", I yelled again this time holding his collar. "You will die! Okay. Kim Song will die!", he shouted removing my hands from his collar. I felt the world turn upside down. How many more such blows can I handle? I will die in a few months and he knew it! All I could feel was my breath coming out heavy and my mind was clouded with the thoughts of betrayal. Was this the mission he was on? Am I a substitute soul for Kim Song? Was he ever going to tell me, or was he going to let me die? He said he was sent to not let Kim Song lose, so that means I was the one who will die in her place?