haunted cottage.

@jeon wonwoo ♧ Seulgi ran her dampened palms on the ends of her top, though the perspiration not being from fear of a 'haunted cottage', but more so the heat that even the low clouds could shield her from. From the distance she spotted the decrepit cottage sitting on its lonesome, and someone whom she assumed to be wonwoo standing a few feet from the steps. She wasn't scared of the possibility that something paranormal was lurking behind the walls of the building, but what could possibly happen inside. With a deep inhale and exhale, the redhead finally made her presence known, whistling to draw wonwoo's attention, hoping it wouldn't have startled the life out of him. Bringing her hands to her hair, she quickly pulled her loose strands into a messy bun. "Hey there, want me to lead the way in?"

@kang seulgi ♡ Had there been anyone who volunteered, he wouldn’t have felt the urge to go do the task that had been long given. His insides were still protesting yet at the back of his mind, there exists a minute part of him that wanted to face one of his biggest fears. ‘At least I won’t be doing this alone’ he thought, trying to see the good in this ordeal. Being at a safe distance from the cottage, the male secured his bag along with his cap as if trying to block the view of the structure that did not fail to give him the chills. Patiently, he waited for Seulgi. They’re just going to get a broken mirror. What could possibly go wrong?

@grace budsarin ♡ /in the middle of silence that engulfs them, her voice echoes loudly filling the room, making it the only one thing that makes him sure they're still in their world, in the same haunted house, not entering another dimension. So, gathering his courage, Johnny shoots the light to the floor beneath, only to find it clean from any satanic symbols nor traces of any witchcraft ritual/
nothing's on the floor
/he flashes the light around, mere seconds longer at the corner of the room when he suddenly tightens his grip on her wrist, and suddenly he hears a faint whisper, vaguely, and footsteps of something creeping behind them in the dark. So wasting no time, he pulls her along, almost running toward the stairs when they still have time cause from the corner of his eyes, Johnny can see the shadow he saw earlier at the corner of the room now starts creeping towards them/
Let's get out here, I don't care about finding the book anymore.

@seo youngho ʲᵒʰⁿⁿʸ ♧ the tenebrosity was one of her most immensely colossal fears so being trapped in such an immensely colossal space in consummate blackness made her uneasy, fortuitously though shes only terrified when shes alone and this time she had company. so sharing the trepidation made it a little more more facile. as she clutched onto the sleeve of the other, she looked around. the only light they had now was Johnny's.
a witchcraft book? you mean like a spell book? rituals are always in basements or in attics. any place that's secluded, spacious and away from the public's eye would be an impeccable spot for wiftcrafting.
a conception suddenly came to her mind as they glued together trapped in the basement. her ocular perceivers endeavored not to wander to the ground, hoping there would be no satanic drawings.
do me a favor, johnny. are there any drawings on the floor?
the hairs on her neck stood as she stiffened. anything was cool, spirits, shadows, etc. but something about wiftcrafty made the hairs in her arms stand. finding the stoutheartedness to determinately move her legs, she commenced pushing through cob webs in hopes of finding an aberrant book.
I wanna get out of here. let's just find it before we become the next chapter to the conjuring.

@grace budsarin ♡ /actually he really wants to talk more about the Thai festivals, but he can’t thinking anything fun in that situation. Not when they are surrounded by dark gloomy aura that keeps chilling him to the bone, and as their steps bring them to the bottom, where a quite spacious area called basement greets their view, johnny has to take a deep breath. All the noises he heard earlier is gone, replaced by eerie silent that strangely makes him gets more worried about something lurking in the dark, ready to kidnap them to the another world/
If i remember it right, it’s wicthcraft book-
/he flashes his light around the room, only to find some broken furniture covered in dust and spiderweb, and some strange dark stains on the wall and floor/
Will we really find one? I mean, who keep the witchcraft book at their basement?

@seo youngho ʲᵒʰⁿⁿʸ ♧ it regales me how you ken so much about Thailand but then I forgot that you have a thai members.
she chuckled softly in replication.
but to answer your question, affirmative. the event is for Buddhist. it is believed that each year during obon, the forebears' spirits return to this world in order to visit their relatives. the literal translation I can give you is the festival of souls. you should come to Thailand during the festival. I'll blissfully accommodate you.
the off and on flashes of her flashlight caused a whirlpool in her mind but she endeavored her best to remain positive as having negative phrenic conceptions and any feeling of trepidation might trigger more illusions it worse. banging in the flashlight once more, it determinately worked and the expeditious blinking of the light came to a cessation. sighing in palliation, she perpetuated on while prehending the males sleeve. the pitch ebony basement gave her goosebumps and for once, she felt dismayed .
what were we probing for again?

@grace budsarin ♡ Oh i ever heard about it too. You have something like obon festival in Thai too, right?
I do believe in spirits, in demons, and the higher entities but i choose to not help them nor fall into their temptation, cause livings like us shouldn’t meedle with their world-
Just like now..
/whispering the last sentence, he stops in his track once the basement door opened. It’s so dark, he cant see what’s waiting in the end of the stair, but the cold sensation just geeting worse. It’s like the temperature drops down drastically, making him almost forget that it’s summer now. Everything gets worse when her flashlight acts up, tho his flashlight still helps with its dim light/
Be careful-
/he reaches out his hand to grab her wrist, just to make sure she wont get lost nor falling forward due the darkness that starts engulfed them/
Dont think about the horror movie now. Let’s remember what should we get here, for the game

@seo youngho ʲᵒʰⁿⁿʸ ♧ I dont know about you, Johnny but back in Thailand we believe in spirits so much. the cerebration of even running into one seems surreal. we were edified never to speam with one if it speaks and asks for help but temptation can be your worst friend. I believe spirits can lure you in ways you possibly wont understand. they're cunning like that.
making light of the situation by the cold breeze and little noises shes been auricularly discerning since they ambulated into this garbage of a cottage, she looked around in more tenebrosity. letting her vision adjust to the shadows. the door to the basement only leaving her at a lost that she forgot to respond to the male who urged her to keep moving forward. for once, she authentically felt a chill down her spine and if she was getting trepidacious then what could that possibly mean? in her native language, she verbally expressed a minute prayer afore opening the door to the basement and looking around for a light switch.
you're kidding.
imprecated the girl as it conspicuously wasnt working, she didnt ken why she would endeavor in the first place but it was worth it. sighing, she looked back at the male, giving him a concerned look afore she proceeded to head down the steps. the minute she made her first step, her flashlight commenced to act up. blinking at expeditiously, she hissed lowly at such inconvenience.
dont die on me now. I watch an extravagant amount of horror movies to be put in this situation. damn it.

@grace budsarin ♡ Of course I did, but still, for me, they’re not good spirits.
Who knows what will they do to you once you agree to help cause the spirits always have their ways to trap the living one.
/the light she shoots at his face suddenly makes him winces, then covering his eyes to shade from the sudden brightness. Actually he’s been hearing loud noise of something banging on the wall and also someone- or maybe two- running along the dark hallway, but he sees nothing, so right now he doesnt want to share what he experiencing to the girl/
Nah, it’s just my imagination i think..
/he flashes a small smile, patting her back to make her walk faster/
Let’s finish it as soon as we can-
Anyway, zombie ariel- /suddenly he chuckls at the tought he has in mind/
does the zombie has fish bone sticking out of her lower body? Damn that’ll be so funny having fish zombie swimming around..
/he talks, laughs and tries to distract his mind from every sound he’a hearing. As they see a door to the basement, he takes a deep breath. This will be no good cause he can hear the sound getting louder, now with the faint scream and cry/
Oh, i’m always proud of my life achievements, how about you?

@seo youngho ʲᵒʰⁿⁿʸ ♧ tsk you never know. what if theres a spirit that requires our avail to crossover onto the other side? havent you heard stories of good spirits ambulating the streets, probing for a way out? surely you have. the only arduousness in that is - we gotta decipher if the energy is even good or bad.
her tone became a little more stern whilst they perpetuated walking. she crossed her arms against her chest and flashed her light at the male.
are you going insane now? do you hear voices?
huffing, she her heel as she wavered the light in her hand to show a more pellucid passage way for the two.
um.. when I was young I taught myself how to read so I can read all the fantasy books like the little mermaid, Alice's adventures, etc. only for me to ascertain there are obnubilated stories abaft them. then again so does every story about every disney movie ever made. people have no life but to ruin tales for kids. I can still envision the terrible drawings of zombie Ariel.
shivering at the recollection, a sudden trail of footsteps could be heard from just around the back of the house. thinking that it was just her mind making things up, her mind then peregrinated somewhere cerebrating it was a squirrel or some kind of animal passing through as this was a forsook area. whistling to get her mind off things she then proceeded to make small talk.
have you had anything you're proud of in life?

@grace budsarin ♡ Good entity eh?
/he snickers at her words cause he finds it’s funny how can she think about meeting good entity in such a dark spooky abandoned place like this/
Are you wishing to meet a genie in the alladin lamp here? Cause as far as I know, angels don’t live in this kind of place, and i dont know any other good entities than them.
/he glances at her and pats her back, seeing how she prehend the cross necklace like her life depends on it only entertaints him further/
Sure, tell me a nice story as a distraction- /he murmurs inaudibly/ it’s getting louder here

@seo youngho ʲᵒʰⁿⁿʸ ♧ being someone who genuinely relished horror and the aberrant things in life, she wasnt as trepidacious. maybe a little spooked at how creepy and dusty this place was but nonetheless, she wasnt trepidacious. coughing from the dust that came with the whisk of opening the door, she waved her hand in the air hoping no spider webs were in the way.
uhuh, ghosts. well let's hope we find a good entity. otherwise we're ed.
mumbled the girl as they made their way into the cottage placidly. her eyes wandered through the tenebrosity in silence. only letting the sound of her footsteps ring the area, she self consciously prehended her cross necklace for safety just in case.
your brain will be a good repast to the demons. kidding. heh. wanna tell me a nice story so we dont spook ourselves?

@grace budsarin ♡ /as she waves the flashlight around, his eyes follow where the light landed, then wandering around the darkness. He feels this familiar cold sensation on his nape and right away he can feel that they’re greeted by the dark entities as soon as they stepped into the cottage/
Well i wont ditch you unless i have to sacrifice for the ghosts-
/he shrugs casually, showing mischievous smile though he knows that she cant see him clearly in this gloomy house/
I get my brain here. Is if useful enough to keep us alive?

@seo youngho ʲᵒʰⁿⁿʸ ♧ grinning from ear to ear she followed right after him and turned her flashlight on, letting the effulgent light go for a distance as she waved it to view their dark circumventions.
if anything transpires, dont ditch me and I wont ditch you. otherwise I'm /really/ gonna call a witch to imprecate your .
rolling her eyes playfully as she nudged his arm, she suctioned her cheeks in before pushing the door to the cottage open, the creek sending shivers down her spine as she took an expeditious peek inside.
sixth sense, no I dont believe I do. what about you? got anything that might be useful? I cant be the only one.

@grace budsarin ♡ /ge snickers at you while turns on the flashlight, then taking first step inside the rumored to be haunted place/
Well i already sold my soul to satan so we dont need to tie me to a spirit.
Get yourself ready for the fun grace-
Anyway do you have that kinda of sixth sense?

@seo youngho ʲᵒʰⁿⁿʸ ♧ smirking, she turned around and showed her backpack full of candles, matches, flashlights and of course the ouija board.
oh you know I never fail to miss out on the fun, johnny boy. did you give lali your last words before we tie you to a spirit?
she joked and raised an eyebrow as she tied her shoelaces tightly.

@grace budsarin ♡ do you bring your witchcraft tools with you?
Let’s make it more fun by playing ouija there

@seo youngho ʲᵒʰⁿⁿʸ ♧ ready when you are, warlock.

@grace budsarin ♡ are you ready witch?

@kim jongin ᵏᵃᶦ ♧ to see if you sneeze
bro
idk ghost ladies be strange sometimes
narrows my eyes
jisoo wouldnt let any non living nor living
thirsties try to touch my balls

@song mingi ♧ why. the. . would she tickle my bALLS.
/smacks your back while avoiding a large tree root.
smh i'm sleeping faaaar away from you tonight.
bet its a ghost. she needs sum uwu

@kim jongin ᵏᵃᶦ ♧ stares at the rope and looks at it, twirling the ends like
a lil tassel while shimmying
nah bro
she’s gonna tickle your balls and wonder why
you ain’t hit her with salt.
u n u

@song mingi ♧ /slings the rope around your neck e n e
bet shes gonna come into your bed tonight.
and cue wet dreams.
the nErve to look at me. did she even know who my gf is lmao

@kim jongin ᵏᵃᶦ ♧ slaps a hand on your back lightly
giving you a few pats
take your time man-
breeeeave woosahhhhh
breaks my neck to look back at the cottage
oop bro. I think she was waiting for you man-

@song mingi ♧ /pants heavily, my hands on my knees as i bend over, trying to catch my breath.
b r o
wHEEZES
im- wait i cahnt bweatheu
ngl i saw a really pretty ghost back there.
she was winking at you bro :/

@kim jongin ᵏᵃᶦ ♧ BRO BRO
LOOK
BRO-
WE SURVIVED
WE GOT IT
that’s all that mattered mAN

@song mingi ♧ ROARS AS I RUN FOR MY LIFE, HAIR FLYING EVERYWHERE
YOU MEAN. IM THE DEVIL ITSELF.
THEY BE SCARED OF ME.
AND MY GIRLFRIEND.
/FLIES OVER THE HIGH FENCE LIKE A GAZELLE

yeah we the best high fiveS MOMO

high fives lisa

@kim jongin ᵏᵃᶦ ♧ WKNDKWKD
BRO TF HURRY UP BEFORE THE DEMOANS
IMPALE UR PASTY
AND TAKES OVER UR BODY