Doctor Demon Chapter 62
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The spot lights were shining brightly on Minyoon's pearly face, illuminating it. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead and he was panting a little, feeling out of breath. But he shook the sweat off, the sight dazzling everyone in view.
He flashed his perfectly white teeth at the camera and raised a protein shake.
"Pepe Shake, the secret to my endurance!" he beamed.
"AND CUT!" The director declared. "Wonderful! Magnificent!"
There was a loud round of applause for Minyoon as he bowed to them. He was wearing a sleeveless blue shirt with orange sweatpants. The makeup team had splashed him with waterproof makeup and even sprayed water on him to make the shot look authentic. He was at the set of a commercial and he was exhausted from the daylong shooting.
The set was at an indoor location which had been decorated to look like a gym. Minyoon was standing beside a line of jogging machines while a few dumbbells were scattered around his feet. A large spotlight was hung directly above the set, flashing a blinding white light over everyone.
Some of the female staff were breathing heavily, their eyes not leaving Minyoon at all.
"I know he's really young but my god is he hot!" one of the staff panted.
"I bet his sweat looks like little drops of heaven," another woman sighed. "Three years and he'll become an adult! Hard to believe he's just fifteen!"
Minyoon glanced sideways to find that his sister, Miyoo, was sitting on a chair next to the director's one. He went over to his sister whom he was babysitting for the day. Yoonmin had to go to an emergency meeting and would be cooped up in the boardroom for hours. Their grandfather was supposed to look after her but he was suddenly summoned to investigate some unusual activities uptown and he could not take Miyoo so Minyoon stepped up and brought her to his set.
She was wearing her favorite Mickey Mouse cap which had mouse ears and a simple blue frock. Miyoo was a little awed by the lights around her and she was staring at them, her tiny mind thinking they were in some kind of wonderland.
"Min bro, lights!" she softly exclaimed, pointing at them.
"My baby sister is growing up!" Minyoon squealed. "I need to take a picture…"
He took out his phone and began clicking pictures of Miyoo in that cute posture. Ever since he opened the Instagram account for Miyoo, she became a social media star. She had over a hundred thousand followers who gushed over her cuteness and people were even more thrilled to know that she was the nation's heartthrob, Minyoon's sister.
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"At least one of my sisters should become an influencer," he muttered. "Jina sis could have been a model but she had to go and chase stinky ghosts!"
He turned to Miyoo, who was still starry eyed at the colorful lights dancing in front of her.
"Miyoo, selfie?" Minyoon insisted and pulled his sister to his lap to click their photo. Miyoo gave a small smile and held up a victory sign when suddenly, a burnt face flashed on the phone's camera.
Startled, she slapped at Minyoon's hand, causing the phone to fall.
"What happened?" Minyoo frowned at his sister but she was not looking at him. Her eyes fell on a bald, naked figure which was now standing in the middle of the set, glaring at them. An intense feeling of anger was emitting from that bald woman. Her remaining eye was oozing with hatred, her murderous instincts scaring the little girl who went completely still.
Her heart was pounding hard, unable to look away from the naked lady who was still glaring at them with hate. No one else could see that pale woman, passing by her as if she was nothing more than air.
"Minyoon, the next shot is ready!" the director told him. "Go on! Your sister will be fine with us over here."
"Okay!" Minyoon exclaimed and put Miyoo back on her chair. She was still scared but Minyoon did not seem to have noticed it. A scriptwriter came to him and began to explain his next lines. Miyoo saw that that bald girl's eye was following Minyoon like a predator about to pounce on its prey.
"Alright, I'll start now!" Minyoon was saying as he walked towards the set but Miyoo jumped out of her chair. She rushed towards her brother, grabbed his led and bit biting his right thigh. She barely reached till his knee but kept on biting his thigh, not letting go.
"Huh?" Minyoon was shocked. Miyoo's face was turning red but she was determined and would not let her brother go.
Everyone was a little taken aback and one of the staff members came forward to pick up the child but Minyoon stopped her
"I'll take care of it," he said. "She's probably hungry. We should take a break."
"Okay," the director agreed. "One hour break then."
Minyoon quickly picked up his sister in his arms and was heading towards his vanity room when an ear piercing crash echoed throughout the noisy set. Miyoo held her brother tight, hiding her face in his shoulder while Minyoon turned around in shock.
The spotlight had fallen on the spot where Minyoon was supposed to stand just moments ago.
"Burn…" Miyoo whispered, her voice trembling. "Bald…"
Huh? Minyoon frowned. He looked at his sister and then at the broken spotlight. The director was shouting at the crew who were equally confused by the event. They were all being scolded for their carelessness and another group of people was cleaning up the shattered glass.
"Let's go," Minyoon told his sister and headed straight for his vanity room. Miyoo peeked up from her brother's shoulder only to find that the bald ghost was coming closer and closer.
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Minyoon headed straight for his make-up room and shut the door behind him.
Outside in the corridor, the pale figure was stalking the handsome boy who had once rejected her. The skin on her face was burnt beyond recognition, some of it peeling off as she staggered towards the room where he was hiding. The bite marks on her body no longer hurt her but were glistening under the fluorescent lights which lit up the corridor.
Her once beautiful hair was torn off with brute force, exposing part of her skull but she no longer cared. There was only a blazing fire of vengeance in her heart and her mind was no longer under her control.
Instead, she was consumed by a primal urge to kill all those who wronged her. She could no longer distinguish between friend or foe. Whoever came in her way were going to face an agonizing death, feel the pain which she had endured. The monstrous girl was now beyond any hope, her blood lust being her only obsession.
The door slowly slid open and the bald figure stood at the entrance for a while. She saw the bright pink hair peeking from a chair. Minyoon had his headphones on and his eyes were closed. His back was turned to the ghost who was approaching him. The bald figure slowly limped towards him, her hands stretched out…
Suddenly the chair turned and a red powder hit the pale entity which screamed in agony, falling backwards. She looked up to see Minyoon was holding a jar of red powder, his gaze furious. He was scanning around as if trying to sense where the ghost was but he could not see it at all He could only rely on a five year old to point at the ghost.
Miyoo, who was hiding behind the couch, came out to help her brother.
"Down!" Miyoo pointed at the spot where she saw the ghost fall. Minyoon threw more of the red powder on the ghost, following Miyoo's instructions.
"Right!" Miyoo said. Minyoon turned to his right and managed to sprinkle at the ghost two more times with the red powder. The bald ghost let out a shriek and vanished.
"Min bro, gone!" Miyoo said. Minyoon let out a sigh of relief and put the powder on a desk. He picked up Miyoo and hugged her.
The moment Miyoo bit his thigh, he knew that she saw a ghost. Since Miyoo could barely communicate with others, all the siblings devised a plan to help her with her abilities.
Whenever Miyoo would see a ghost around, she would run to her nearest family member and bite their leg as a signal. While Jina and Junho were experts in shooing away ghosts, Miyoo was still too young so whoever took care of her, would carry a mixture of red peach powder and salt which was concocted by a shaman. It was an effective measure against all kinds of ghosts, demons and poltergeists.
Hence, the moment he locked the door, he told Miyoo to point at where the ghost was while he would throw the powder on it until it disappeared.
"Are you okay?" he asked his sister, feeling worried. "Are you scared?"
Miyoo shook her head but was teary eyed. The ghost was going to attack her brother!
"Don't cry!" Minyoon consoled her. "Big bro is fine! See?"
Miyoo sniffed up tears as Minyoon showed off his muscles in an attempt to reassure her that he was fine.
"Strong," she mumbled.
"Yes, big bro is very strong!" Minyoon quipped cheerfully. It took him a few more minutes to completely calm her down before she fell asleep, exhausted. Minyoon called one of his assistants to clean up the red powder and waited for him to come.
Patting a sleeping Miyoo, he glanced at the powder on the floor, frowning. Miyoo said two words which made him suspicious.
"Burn and bald," he muttered. "It's Rachel. But why would she come after me?"
He took out his phone and called his grandfather. Junho picked it up within one ring.
"Old man, there's something you should know," Minyoon said at once. "My dead schoolmate is haunting me and I don't know why!"
There was a pause on the other end before Junho asked, "Is it the same classmate whose case was splashed all over the news?"
"I think so," Minyoon frowned. "Why?"
On the other end, Junho gulped and glanced at the catatonic college boy who was lying on a bed, in a coma.
Junho had just checked the phone and laptop of the comatose boy and found a very explicit video where the boy was having sex with a blonde high school girl. The boy's face was hidden well but the girl's face was completely exposed.
"I think your little friend is hunting down all those who angered her while she was alive," he revealed. "Last night, she attacked a college boy and sent him into a coma. I found their explicit video in his phone which he was sharing with his friends."
"But do ghosts attack like this?" Minyoon questioned him. "Jina sis said that ghosts are only concerned with their unfulfilled wishes! Rachel must have had an incomplete wish! I get why she would want to harm the college boy but what did I do? Why would she attack me? Is it because I had rejected her months ago?"
"Ghosts are souls who retain their humanity but Rachel no longer possesses any humane nature," Junho said in a grim tone. "She died with a lot of hate and anger. There's not a shred of her humanity left and now, she's completely psychotic."
He took a deep breath before adding, "She's no longer a ghost. We're dealing with a vengeful poltergeist."
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