I'm Just a Substitute Doll

Hollowly

It was pitch-black in that house. There is not even a speck of light. Sepi, there was only the sound of endless knocking of the table. It was like describing chaos in his head.

Stop over. He stopped the beat. Now he moved from his seat and walked to the refrigerator behind him.

A lot of scrap paper is attached to every part of the refrigerator when he opens it. He pulled out one of the papers that read 'don't drink too many carbonated drinks, drink lots of warm water!', on the shelf of his alcoholic beverages.

His eyes again saw a small box that was right in front of him. He picked it up, then pulled out the memo stuck on top of the lid. 'I thought you were going home tonight. Have you had dinner? If not, you just have to reheat it.'

"Armgh!"

He throws the box until it splashes out. The fried rice Yelena made last night.

Brak!

The door of his house was opened violently, because someone who had just come had hit him hard.

"I'm having a lazy argument with you!" he shouted as Aiden walked towards him.

Plaque!

Aiden threw a brown map at him. Sean just glanced at the thing under his feet.

"The forensic results of that already intangible body!" he said with a trembling voice.

"One more.."

He reached into his pocket and took out an object in a plastic clip. He came back to do the same. Throw it at Sean.

"In addition to the phone, it was also found there!"

Without any more time, Aiden left there after helplessly staring at the dinner table that he had once laughed with Yelena there.

"And again! turn on the light, because Yelena is afraid of the darkness!" his last words before leaving.

Sean was still pecking at his place standing with Aiden's last sentence still buzzing in his ear. He then stared at the things under his feet. After taking a deep breath, he began to lower his body to pick up the objects.

A slightly blackened necklace in the bag, he squeezed it. Now switch to that brown map.

"You think this thing can fool me?"

"I will not be fooled!" he then shook off the paper in his hand.

drtts. drtt!

He reached into his pocket to retrieve his phone which read. After seeing his sister's name on the screen, he lifted her up lazily.

'Hm?' yells.

'Tomorrow, at 10..'

'Don't forget to come to his funeral!'

"Damn!" he shouted while throwing his phone to hit the wall.

He ruffled his hair with rage.

"No. You can't be like this, Sean!"

"He's a nobody!" muttered.

He got up and rushed to his room. He thought in there he would find calm. But it turns out the same. Not only in the fridge did Yelena leave a memo. But in Sean's closet, too.

Some ties are already in knots with a memo patch that says 'You're too bad at tying ties!'. Also a suit that has been prepared with memo 'I only prepared for this week, then must trouble you.'

Yelena doesn't let go of Sean by leaving her mark there. Sean's getting crazy at him.

In the darkness of his room, he sat beside his bed. With her legs bent, she propped her head above her knees.

"Dead after filling my house with his writing, has he gone mad!?" muttered.

"It's done playing its hide and seek. I'll find you soon!"