Kill All Those Involved! Part II

“Hey...Doctor Aun.”

“Lucky me I met you, Joke. Let's follow the bus in front... Please be fast, Joke.” Doctor Aun knew a motorbike rider named Joke very well because Joke was the leader of the motorbike riders in front of the hospital. More importantly, he also did a delivery service, buying stuff and delivering it to the ward. Therefore, Joke was well-known among doctors here.

"Yes sir! Hold tight, doctor!" The rider handed him the helmet. The doctor hurriedly took it and put it on. Then the motorcycle soared out so fast that Doctor Aun almost flipped over. Fortunately, he could hold Joke's waist in time.

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The atmosphere on the bus was eerily quiet. The driver drove so fast that he didn't stop to pick up the passenger who waved at the bus stop and just drove past. The bus staff was sitting still and playing with the ticket holder, which produced a loud rhythm like gab... gab... gab, which sounded terrifying. Nurse Pia's eye corners noticed that the pregnant woman initially sitting in the back seat had moved to sit behind her. Since when was she here?

The nurse began to sense the 'unusual' inside the bus. So, she hurriedly got up and walked straight to the door before reaching out to press the bell for the bus to stop. But the driver pretended he didn’t hear it and kept driving at a furious pace. The nurse punched the doorbell even more. Noticing that the driver couldn't listen to her and showed no signs of slowing down, she shouted in a panicked voice.

“Stop…Stop…I tell you to stop!” Nurse Pia finally yelled at him. The driver looked up through the rear window. His eyes were frantically red. The nurse thought to herself that if the bus didn't stop, she would jump out because she would get a broken limb at most, which was better than risking her life on this bus with the seemingly drunk driver.

Creaking noise roared out as the bus abruptly stopped. At the same time, the door swung open, so Nurse Pia immediately stepped down. Before her feet could touch the ground, the door slammed shut so quickly that it clamped the nurse's braid against the door. The nurse screamed as the bus gradually moved away. The bus dragged Nurse Pia’s body onto the street, with her hair pinned to the door. The young ghost's shrill laughter rang out with satisfaction as she saw the female nurse's body slashed across the hot streets, to the point that the road left her body with long bloody scratches.

The doctor who saw the whole incident screamed his heart out while the rider looked equally shocked.

“What in the world?”

“Joke… Ride faster. We have to help her.” Doctor Aun hastened. Joke nodded and twisted the accelerator as far as he could until a motorcycle ran parallelly with the bus. Nurse Pia, seeing Doctor Aun, reached out and cried for help in a pitiful tone.

“Doctor Aun… Please help. It hurts… it hurts too much.”

“Nurse Pia, give me your hand…Give me your hand,” Doctor Aun shouted, reaching for the young nurse. Nurse Pia tried to reach out her blood-stained hand to the doctor while Doctor Aun attempted to catch her. But his hands were not long enough. Joke then shouted to the bus staff sitting in the front in the loudest voice he could.

“Stop it! Can't you see... Someone's stuck at the door."

Silence... the bus staff bag sat still with her blank eyes like a lifeless person. The hand still moved to play with the ticket holder loudly.... gab… gab in a rhythm.

And then the unexpected happened when the bus suddenly pulled the engine faster, which was at the exact moment that Doctor Aun grabbed Nurse Pia's hand. The door that clamped the girl's braid ripped off the nurse's head. While her head was pinned to the bus door, the body was dragged along in Doctor Aun’s hands. Her blood splashed onto the doctor and Joke's faces amid the screams of the onlookers.

The last sound Doctor Aun heard was Nurse Pia's scream.

As for Doctor Aun and Joke, no one made a sound.

Because the sight they saw was too terrifying for anyone to scream…

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The doctor sat motionless in front of the ER ward, his body covered in red blood that had completely stained and ruined the extern coat. Doctor Golf walked in and sat next to him. His friend also handed him towels and clothes for patients to change.

“Hey... Aun. Go wash up and change your clothes. Sitting in blood like this, all the passersby will be terrified,” said Doctor Golf. Doctor Aun nodded in agreement and stood up without a word. The shock and the incident were still haunting him. Even though his life as a doctor had gone through a lot, it was his first time to see the headless nurse… and hopefully, it would be the last.

Then Doctor Aun abruptly stopped walking and turned to Doctor Golf before speaking in a cold tone...

“Hey, Golf.”

"What? Don’t speak in that tone. Your Ju-On voice creeps me out," said Doctor Golf as he stroked his goose-bumped arm. The image of Nurse Pia's corpse still haunted him greatly.

“Can I ask you a favor?”

"What is it?"

"Walk me back... I'm afraid."

Doctor Golf giggled and burst out loud laughter before walking over to hug his best friend's neck. Then they strolled into the doctor's bathroom to change clothes.

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Perhaps because he saw that his friend was still absent-minded, Doctor Golf asked for permission to leave his shift early to stay with Doctor Aun at the dormitory. He knew that right now, Doctor Aun needed a friend. And that person should be him...the roommate who shared a room with Doctor Aun.

Doctor Golf asked him to grab a bite before heading back to the medical student dorm because it would be difficult to buy food late at night. Even Doctor Aun felt nauseated and didn’t want to eat anything; he followed Doctor Golf with no complaint because he didn’t want to be a burden. So, both found themselves at a regular restaurant where they knew the owner very well.

“What do you want to eat, Aun?”

“Anything,” he simply replied, which the friend didn’t ask further before shouting his order.

“2 rice with basil and crispy pork, no spicy, and fish ball soup, please."

“Wait a minute, Doctor,” shouted back the aunt, the owner of the restaurant, who was stir-frying the food until her face became oily. Doctor Golf looked at Doctor Aun, who was still sitting silently. His face was so pale that it looked like he was about to faint.

“Are you alright, Aun? Take it easy, it's not your fault. It's the fault of that asshole driver.” Doctor Golf tried to console his friend, hoping that Doctor Aun would feel better...but he didn’t.

“But if I was there sooner, Nurse Pia may survive."

“Hey… when it’s time to die, even a toothpick in the gum can kill people. Let’s think that it was her time. You can be at ease or if you can still not. Tomorrow we can wake up early and make merit for her.”

“I can’t. I have a midnight shift at the OB/GYN ward.”

“No need, I already called to change shifts for you. How could you help any patient with this condition? You barely make it yourself. So, just take a rest tonight and calm down. We are doctors so we can’t be absent-minded. If we made an incorrect diagnosis, the patient would sue us. Patients these days are wicked as hell,” the doctor grumbled as the waitress brought a tray of food to the table.

Unlike Doctor Aun, who played with his food and found no appetite in himself, Doctor Golf polished his plate of the basil crispy pork rice with hunger.

“Hey, hurry up and eat so that we can go back. Our bodies need energy. Don't use your brain. Just put it in your mouth, chew, and swallow. That's all...it's easy.”