Doctor Demon

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The door did not open. Jiwoon knocked a few more times but there was no answer.

"Maybe he's not home," she muttered and was about to leave when she noticed blood spots on the floor. She took out her gloves and put them on before bending down to examine them. The blood was fresh and led towards Duho's apartment.

Instinctively, she took out her gun and approached the door again. She took out a hairpin and inserted it into the knob. It took her a few tries but she finally managed to unlock the door and enter the house.

The whole house was shrouded in darkness except for one room which was lit. She slowly walked towards it, trying to make no sound. But a strange voice was chanting something and she heard a familiar whimper.

Soobin!

"Let...me...go…" she was begging.

Soobin was scared and confused as to what was going on. She only remembered that she was at the mansion and came out of the bathroom when the window burst open. A dark figure barged in and she screamed but the man hit her on the head. She completely blacked out and the next thing she knew, she woke up in the dingy apartment where Duho was eyeing her like a mad man.

Her heart was gripped by fear and she was sobbing. Duho had tied her up to a chair and she could not move at all. He was not talking but kept on staring at her from a distance, scaring her.

"Duho!" she exclaimed. "Let me go!"

"Why don't you love me, Soobin?" he whispered. "What do you see in that rich boy? Is it wealth? Is it the looks? I have money too! My parents have some money and I'm good looking too…"

Soobin was crying harder than ever. She was scared of what he was going to do to her. No matter how much she tried to move, the ropes were tied so tightly that she could not untie them at all.

Duho's eyes were starting to become red and his fingers were becoming longer. Soobin watched his strange transformation while his gaze was fixated on her. She yelped when he paced back and forth, looking like a demonic entity but he did not break their eye contact.

"You think you're too good for him huh?"

The voice...it was not Duho's voice. Soobin was petrified of what was going on. It was as if two people were speaking through his lips in a high pitched monotone. He was cold and devoid of any emotions.

"This boy really loves you!" He taunted her. "And yet, you chose not to love him back. But the feelings, the intensity he feels is remarkable!"

He cackled loudly, happy to find someone with such obsessive emotions. Never in his life had he felt any of his possessed bodies have this kind of passion. The boy he had possessed this time was the perfect host to feed off on. He felt the hellish obsession coursing through the boy's blood, making the demon very hungry.

"And you know when this feeling is the strongest?" he went on. "It's strongest when mixed with a feeling of loss. Humans are truly weak creatures. When they lose their loved ones, their grief amplifies that love and becomes the perfect mix of emotions for us demons to feed on…"

Demons? Feed? What the hell was Duho talking about?

Soobin felt her heart thumping loudly against her chest. Her hands were clammy with sweat and she did not dare to make a noise. Duho, or whoever he was, continued to taunt her mercilessly.

"Now that you're awake, my dear," he went. "Time to finish my work here and gain a new victim…"

The demon had now completely possessed Duho. There was not a single hint of his previous self left. Among all his victims, Duho was the only one he possessed the longest. He not only fed off Duho's excessive feelings for this naive girl but also used him to kill the family of that rotten artist. How dare they try to get rid of him!

But he would now have to find another body to possess. Once he was done with Duho, he would send the painting to a better place so that he could feed off the emotions of more silly humans. If the painting was destroyed, he would have to return to hell and that would suck out all his fun. He preferred to live with humans and play with them.

He walked over to the painting which was hung on the wall. Soobin watched in fear as he touched it and within an instant, a gun appeared.

Her mouth flew open in shock. Did he just make a gun appear out of thin air? How was that possible?

"Die, my dear," the demon said, pointing the gun at her. Soobin yelled, closing her eyes and a gunshot was heard, piercing the silence of the night.

Soobin expected the bullet to hit her but she was unhurt. She opened her eyes and saw that Jiwoon had pounced on Duho, kicking the gun out of his hand. The bullet hit a wall while the gun flew out of sight.

Before Duho could recover, Jiwoon punched him in the face. The demon splattered blood out of its mouth and growled.

"What the fuck is that?" Jiwoon gasped at the monstrous thing which was now snarling at her. Duho had changed into an animal-like creature with thick, sharp claws and red eyes. He was on all fours like a feral, baring sharp teeth at them.

Is this the thing that killed the student at Dalton?

She raised her gun and shot at him but the bullets did not affect the creature at all. Duho lunged at her but she dodged the attack. Bullets were useless against the creature which was now terrorising them.

The creature punched Jiwoon and sent her toppling out of the room. She staggered and held on to a counter, trying to get up. But it grabbed her hair and pulled her back.

"Let's see how your pretty neck will look once I rip it off," the demon whispered in her ear.

As soon as it said that, strange images began to pop up in front of her eyes. In a slow motion, several memories rushed back to her, temporarily freezing her.

It was the same feeling of dread and anxiety which she had long abandoned. They were now resurfacing and she was transported back to *that* moment in her past. The image of a handsome man appeared. He also held her hair like that, whispering things into her ear.

"Your neck is so pretty," the man's cold whisper echoed around her. "It's only for me to see…"

Something snapped in her. She was not sure what it was or why she reacted that way. Was it fear? Was it love? It was hard to tell.

The demon was about to snap her neck when Jiwoon grabbed the nearest thing she could find and smashed it on the demon's head. It was a glass container with white crystal-like substance which Jiwoon immediately recognized as salt.

As soon as the salt touched the demon, it screamed in agony and let her go. Its cries resonated in the apartment, almost making her ears bleed. But Jiwoon was quick to notice that the salt was cutting through its skin and tormenting him.

She grabbed a handful of salt from the floor and threw it on him, making the demon squeal like a pig.

It was now starting to roar angrily and was about to jump at her when a group of people barged into the house. The demon turned around to get rid of the intruders but a tall figure threw peach powder at it, making it stagger to the floor.

"Jiwoon?"

"Jina?"

Both the detectives looked at each other in shock. Jina instantly ran to her partner while Hobin went inside the room to free Soobin.

"Wh...What is that thing?" Jiwoon gasped.

Jina bit her lip. There was no way she could hide this from Jiwoon because she was one of the smartest detectives in the force. She would find out someday anyway.

"That," Jina began.. "Is a demon."