• cemetery

@♡ lee noeul ᶦⁿᶜᵘᶜᵒʷ At first, Youngdae thought he heard the rustling of the branches that was swaying with the night breeze but the breeze does not seem that strong to make the branches shake in that manner. Paying closer attention, he heard mumbling as if someone was practicing a rap, although the choice of location to practice would be a bit strange. Slowly going after the sounds of the mumbling, he started to figure out that the sounds could possibly be chanting, as if someone was trying to summon something. The possibility of that attempt was highly probable with the location, timing and ambience he was in. Stepping closer as quietly as he could, Youngdae settled behind a nearby bushes, his dark clothes allowed him to blend well with the darkness, peeking his head out cautiously yet curiously to see which being would have so much time on their hands. Squinting his eyes towards a figure that seemed to be conducting a ritual under the night of the full moon, a chill went down his spine as he tried to figure the scene out. Hearing the chanting getting louder and the environment seems to be more foggy, his human vision couldn’t exactly see in the dark and he could only wait to find out, silently hoping that the group he came with doesn’t accidentally walk in on this ritual like setting. However, like all horror cliché, he noticed a familiar pair walking towards the direction before they also blend into the environment, seemingly to figure out what was going on. With more people noticing the scene, curiosity became mixed in the air as they silently watch the scene, waiting for it to unfold before they were to do anything else.

@♡ lee noeul ᶦⁿᶜᵘᶜᵒʷ It was about 1 am. The crowd was sparse and there seem to be little to no vehicles on the road at the time of the night. There was no good reason to visit the cemetery but Youngdae has been drinking at an undisclosed club and found himself arguing his way with other rich kids into a challenge yet again. Hence, in order to prove his theory that paranormal was far from reality, he accepted the bet for the group to stay at the cemetery during the suspected witching hours. Standing at the entrance with the mix group of believers and skeptics. It doesn’t take long for the group to take advantage of the silent and chilling atmosphere to start scaring each other. Jailbreaking the chains that secures the gate, the intoxicated group entered the grounds of tombstones, some looking around rather cautiously, others acting like it was a stroll in the park. “It’s not fun if we stick together the entire night, let’s split up.” One of them suggested. After a few back and forth, the group agreed that the skeptics will wander around alone while the believers would have a partner to keep them company. The bet was for the believers to prove the existence of paranormal activities and the skeptics to deny the presences. Whoever leaves the premises before daybreak will lose their reputation as well as being the wallet for the next group gathering, if they ever show their face again. With that, Youngdae started to disperse from the group and venture around the quiet cemetery grounds alone. What he didn’t expect was the plot of land to be quite large, with old oak trees scattering around the scenery as if to add to the creepy atmosphere. Walking with his hands in his pockets, his eyes were on a look out of something out of the ordinary to debunk it back to reality.