"Shit, shit, shit..." Irene muttered, remembering that people could hear that and would ask what it was. She ran to the kitchen and grabbed a rag and soap. Then she washed her clothes and changed into new clothes after the blood was cleaned up. She grabbed Yeri's body, picking it up in her hands.

She got a trash bag out of her garage and carefully placed her friend's small body into it. She tied it up and dumped a whole bottle of perfume into the bag, to delay the horrid smell that was sure to come.

She sat on the couch, practicing an allabi just in case anyone asked what happened. And sure enough, a knock sounded at the door. She rushed over to greet the person. It was Wendy.

"What the hell was that?" Wendy paused after every word.

"I fell off my bed and then knocked over my bookshelf." She lied smoothly with a neutral face on.

"That's the reason there's that much blood on your face?" Wendy narrowed her eyes. Shit, she forgot to clean her face of Yeri's blood.

"Yeah, now leave before I lift the rule that I won't kill you at night." Irene ordered her, pushing her out of the house.

Wendy knew something was wrong and when she got a text from Seulgi saying that Yeri wasn't at her house, she knew exactly what it meant.

"I see, so the sisters are out..." She thought in her head. Only her, Seulgi, and Irene remained.

"You girls better watch out, he's mine!"