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Seokjin sighed as he watched the boy leave. He turned to Winona when the boy had trotted down the stairs. "Well, Fräulein, I'd better leave you to settle yourself." He told her, his brown eyes crinkled with a warmness that would seem comforting if not for the setting they were in. He bowed and turned to leave, but she was quick to stop him.

"Seokjin – I, um..." She mumbled in nervousness. "I was actually looking for a man named Taehyung. Kim Taehyung." She recited the name to him just as she had heard it in her memory. Seokjin swung back around towards her with one dark eyebrow raised. "Taehyung, you say?"

She nodded.

"He's usually quite busy with his work. We don't see him much." He explained, looking almost confused that she had asked for the man. "See, he's more of a – well, nocturnal person."

An, "Oh," was all Winona could manage in response. Seokjin gave her a small smile, which seemed pathetic in comparison to his earlier one. "If you're lucky, you might spot him later tonight, pacing the stairs."

Winona's face contorted in perplexity at his statement. "Pacing the stairs?" She echoed.

The blonde in front of her nodded. "He says it gives him...inspiration and peace." He shrugged a shoulder, as if he also couldn't understand the man's habit. "To each their own."

"Right." Was all Winona could reply. Things in the house were certainly bizarre.

Seokjin gave her a curt nod. "I'd better be off, then. Call out if you need me." He advised her, adding, "I'm closer than you might think." He walked out of the room and shut the large oak door behind him.

Winona tried not to let her mind dwell on the last sentence he had said. He probably just stays in a room beside me. She reassured herself. Slowly, dragging the bags behind her, she stepped along the shining mahogany beneath her feet, listening as it creaked with each step. When she looked above her, she was baffled at how high the roof was. The noose Jungkook had been hanging by was still flailing gently from the breeze through the window.

Grimacing to herself, she put the bags beside the large bed, which was situated by the window. With a sigh, she flung herself on top of it, sprawling out her arms and legs. She reached her fingers up to her neck, where she pulled the small locket chain from underneath the neckline of her dress. She peered down at the locket, opening it up to reveal to sides of the small heart containing pictures of her father and deceased mother.

"Oh father," She groaned, "I hope you're okay." She hoped he was safe. Placing the locket back underneath the neckline of her dress, she lay there, staring up at the wooden ceiling until her eyes slowly closed in exhaustion.

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She was awoken by a loud scream. Awaking in fright, she pulled herself up quickly and looked out the window behind her. She could hear the heavy sound of rain echoing along with distant creaks through house as she looked out to the horizon through the haze of rain. Past the garden and stern spear-like gates, she could see a plethora of lights, circling around a very large tent roof. The scream sounded again, coming from where the tent and lights were.

Frightened, she pulled back from the window and slid off her bed, quickly rushing towards the door of her room so she could alert Seokjin. When she reached the door, however, it flung open itself and caused her to slide backwards on the excessively polished floor, her nightie covered back crashing down against the hard wood.

When she looked up towards the door, she had to choke back the scream that emerged from the depths of her lungs. A man, with blood pouring from the eyeless holes in his face was standing in her way, his posture similar to that of an undead being. Winona quickly crawled back as he reached out to grasp her, his fingers just an outline of dark, thin limbs.

"Leave!" He moaned at her, stumbling closer as she crawled back. The bile had risen to the flesh of her throat, burning with such intensity that her eyes watered. She tried to defend herself by shooing him backwards, but it was no use. The man kept coming closer. "Get out while you can!" He warned her, his gruff voice sounding from his mouth, which appeared inhumanly long due to the jaw that was loosely hanging from his face.

"Seokjin!" She cried out as she felt his thin fingers touch her, his coldness seeping in through the material of her nightie. "Seokjin!"

A crack of thunder roared through the house as a bolt of lightning struck, its light illuminating the room and spreading light on the man in front of her.

Winona gasped in horror as she recognized the man's mutilated face.

Father.

Winona awoke with a gasp as she shot up from the bed, panting and sweating profusely as she looked around the room. It was empty of any other presence than hers. It was just a dream. Just a dream. She sighed to herself as she looked down to her skirt, noticing hundreds of hand sized spiders blinking up at her.

With a horrified scream, she thrashed herself off the bed. 

A/N: There you go, guys, an update. It's short, but its something.

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