The Love that Never Really Dies (Sasha and Sebastian)

Vivian jumped into the courtyard of the police station without making a noise.

Looking up, she saw a faint light coming from a room on the second floor. Swallowing her fears, she climbed up in Kurt's wake and found herself in the coroner's office.

A strong smell of formalin invaded Vivian's nostrils at her arrival. She was stunned to see the young man transfixed by a corpse that had undergone an autopsy.

“Isn't that Jason?”

Vivian's dark eyes widened as her tiny hands clapped to her mouth.

How did he know that Jason's body would be here?

Her pupils dilated in horror, and Vivian's head swam with more questions than answers since leaving the hospital.

However, Kurt barely moved a muscle as he stood over the body. After staring at it quietly for five minutes, he gently touched its stone-cold face.

Vivian was not sure if she had imagined detecting a trace of sadness in his gesture.

A little later, Kurt returned the corpse to its locker before emerging again.

“Kurt?” Vivian called tentatively. She did not hide from him. Instead, she craned her neck to look at him cautiously under the cold and dark night sky.

Instead of acknowledging her, Kurt merely stared into the pitch-black distance with a cold menace in his eyes.

Without warning, he jumped out of the window.

Vivian panicked. We're on the second floor! What about me?

she climbed down the building

white powder on the ground where she

“I knew he wouldn't wait, so I tagged him with a

powder under the faint moonlight, she dashed off in the direction

one of the few places in the city where the lights were on at that

“Murderer! Murderer!”

for her safety, Vivian ran

was wielding a sharp dagger in his hand. Completely ignoring the guests, he stabbed one of

have blanked out for a moment because the next thing she remembered was the noise of police sirens blaring outside the hotel. She looked

you enjoy committing murder?”

cried, color draining from

of you will make it out of here alive tonight. Just like how

dagger into the clerk's chest until its

even at the exact spot of the bullet that had

know where we are?” the clerk asked with a horrible gargling sound

on the corner of the boy's lips. Behind his ears, three black

to the spot

“Kurt...”

the police stormed into the building, the two

watching the rampage in Kurt's reckless wake like a fettered demon being unleashed at

could not hold on anymore for fear of being targeted as his next

he did not turn his weapon

slaughtering the entire staff of a supermarket, he threw aside the dagger in his hand that was so slippery from all the blood that he could not even

fell to the ground