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Instead of thinking about why this so-called heaven reeks and waste another 5 minutes, I decided to take a closer look at the table in front of me. Right away, I could spot a computer which the camera was on and was reflecting my image on the screen.
But, what...? Something's off.
The person on the screen did not look like me. The 'me' in the screen had matched dark blue eyes and hair.
What the heck? I raised my hands up and down, waved, and did another couple of movements. Every single motion on the screen matched mine perfectly, to the point that I almost freaked out. It was almost like that stranger...was me.
But how is that possible? I've always had black eyes and brown hair.
I tried my best to be calm and somehow noticed that the computer was currently recording 'me'.
Out of curiosity, I stopped the recording and decided to replay it. It took some time as I wasn't that familiar in using a personal computer, so it was a little bit of a challenge to find the video of the recording. Just a little bit.
Plus, the handcuffs on my wrists didn't make it any easier. Seriously, so annoying.
I hesitated for a moment. It felt wrong to use something that wasn't mine. But the more I thought about it, the more I realized.
-Screw it.
I'd deal the consequences later.
When I finally find the recording, and hit the play button, I was completely dumbfounded. The 'me', with dark blue hair and eyes was crying.
"I...I am so tired. I don't want to live anymore."
The first thing he said. Then with shaky breaths, he continued,
"My family couldn't care less about me and my twin brother. We are basically animals, trained to be perfect in business. Trying so hard to be the heir of the family. However, Dae-Hyun did well. He had no flaws. Pfft... who am I kidding? He's a God! Ha..."
He let out a loud sigh.
"But, I... I am a mistake. I am totally different than him. A failure!!"
Wow. I don't know if I should feel like way, nor if I was allowed to, but I was hooked. It felt almost like watching a tragic movie- sad, but fascinating.
"He stole everything. My crush, my reputation, my friends...and my whole damn family! I am f*cking exhausted. Is becoming the perfect heir that important? To the point that my happiness doesn't even matter?"
I watched it in silence, eyes glued to the screen. Very entertaining, indeed. The longer the video went on, the stranger it became.
'Why is the face of this person became paler? Oddly, me, myself, had trouble breathing now too,'
"Let's just... die. Hah. Dae-Yoon, let's go to hell, hurm? Let's die. We deserve to die, Dae-Yoon. Hahahahaha!! I bet my be~loved~ fa~mi~lyy will watch this later. Wait, doesn't that mean my twin brother will watch this too? Well, what do you think, brother? How is it? Are you satisfied now?"
'F*ck... This guy is insane... It's like he's on dr*gs'
"Ahh, the gas is fulfilling the room quickly. Nice. I am also getting out of breath now. Let's die for real!"
The person named 'Dae-Yoon' took out a handcuff out of a drawer under the table. He strangely, handcuffed himself out of nowhere.
...Sh*t!
I quickly stood up and looked around me. I finally get a hint of what actually happened here. I should run now!
Or I will die!
"HAHAHAHA...F*CK..."
What should I do...?
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I will die!
With my handcuffed hands and my ankle being chained to the table, thanks to that lunatic, there was no way to run. Why did I only realize this now?!
'He definitely said 'gas'. And if it could kill, with how the room is setted up to not allow air ventilation, it could only be carbon monoxide. But how the hell did he even manage to flow the gas inside?'
My brain went wild. My heart pumped like crazy. My lungs were not working. My airflow was blocked. I need to breath. It is so damn hard to breath!
The gas might've been released in a long time, so his whole body's system is already collapsing.
Since I'd just entered this body, that was probably why I was late to notice it.
And now, I couldn't even run as this dumba** Dae-Yoon handcuffed his own wrists and ankle! He really did anything that he could think of to stop himself from surviving.
"HAHAHAHA...F*CK..."
What should I do...?
Adrenaline rushed throughout my whole body.
I immediately opened the drawers under the table, one after another, trying to search for anything that I can use. When I see a box of paper clips, I didn't waste any second,I immediately started picking the lock.
Click.
Unlocked.
"HAH!!!"
Thank God these were cheap handcuffs.
The sudden strike of headache and dizziness had made it hard for me to think straight.
My vision blurred and my balance wavered. Unlocking the cuff on my ankle took longer than it should've.
My hands kept slipping, the tiny point of the paper clip didn't enter the lock hole at all.
Probably because I am seeing two paper clips and three lock holes instead of one...
Still, I did it.
'Thank you, prison life. Who knew the knowledge of picking locks I learnt back then would save me one day?'
...Sh*t, this gas is causing me to think about useless things!
This isn't the time to be bluffing ot getting sentimental!
I ran as fast as I could (totally tripped a few times and almost fell), and targeting to open the windows as they were closer to me than the main door. I clawed at the latch,flunged it open, and shoved my head out into the cold night air.
Fresh oxygen enters my lungs and got rid a little bit of my headache. For the first time in my life, I am so grateful that oxygen exists.
After a few minutes of breathing and gasping desperately, almost like there is no tomorrow, (I hope not), my breathing finally went back to normal. The atmosphere in the room was getting less tense, too.
'Oh, god... that drained me.'
I dragged myself to the bed and collapsed onto it.
Heaven. Absolute heaven.
A huge, soft bed that practically swallowed me whole- after all that chaos, it felt like a miracle. I couldn't even remember the last time I'd laid on something this comfortable.
Wow...Laying casually like this, right after doing a 'suicidal exercise' totally feels amazing~
My breathing was still uneven, but my mind wouldn't stop running.
'So I'm Dae-Yoon now, huh?'
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'...'
'Not bad! Not bad at all!'
I rolled over a few times on the bed, burying my face into the soft pillow, and screamed with the lowest volume yet highest pitched voice- half excited, half in disbelief.
Not for too long though. The last thing I wanted is to kill myself by accident.
To even be able to flip around my body right now is already a blessing, considering about how weak my current body is.
This is unbelievable. I could move, I could breathe- I was alive again.
"I don't give even the tiniest f*ck to being the heir of the family, or to the twin brother! I will just live my life to the fullest, make some money, get a job at a café or something...then disappear."
'Even if I get caught, I'd just run away again! Though I doubt they would bother try to chase after someone as useless as Dae-Yoon. That kid said so himself!'
That thought alone made me giggled. Then laugh. Then chuckle. Then really laugh- until I was afraid I might actually get a seizure.
But I couldn't relax yet. Not completely.
If I was going to pretend to be Dae-Yoon, I needed to learn everything about him.
I sat up and started exploring his computer and phone. Every folder, every message, every social media account- I explored it all.
I needed to know who he was- his contacts, hus relationships, his habits. Anything that could help me survive in this life, and other crucial things for the upcoming future.
Time slipped by fast. When I looked at the clock, it was already 8.00 pm. I shut down the computer and charged the phone.
'I should take a shower...'
I opened the black closet beside the bed- and wow.
my eyes were blessed!
Neatly folded shirts, stylish jackets, tailored pants- clothes that probably cost more than my entire life. Still, I just grabbed a simple T-shirt and a black trousers. I didn't need to impress or prove myself to anyone.Yet.