Wild Crimson Rose: Beloved Handyman Prince’s Courtesan Wife

In the place of eyes were two empty holes, you couldn't see the nerves behind it, but there was red liquid coming out of his eyes like a stream of tears. In the place of a nose was a second hole and the mouth was a third, round hole that didn't move. 

From the body came a voice that did not belong to him, not the voice that greeted her when she boarded.

"XUAN LINGWEN! YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD RUN AWAY FROM ME?! I'LL CURSE YOU TO THE ENDS OF THE EARTH! I'LL TURN YOU INTO A MEAT PASTE TO FEED TO THE DOGS!" Despite none of the features of the person moving, the voice screamed loud and clear. 

However, rather than getting more terrified or screaming, Xuan Lingwen calmed down on the other hand. It was a voice she recognized.

"You. Shouldn't you be in Hell receiving your judgment or something? You actually had the audacity to come and find me?" She replied in displeasure.

"DARE?! DO YOU THINK I DON'T DARE, YOU UNGRATEFUL BITCH!"

"I don't know what you're talking about. My answer is still the same, there's nothing for me to be grateful to you for. If the demons in Hell condemn me for it so be it." As the words left her mouth, the figure next to her stretched his empty holes into a gruesome smile. 

The next moment, Xuan Lingwen felt a large force collide into her. Her mouth opened in a gasp, from what she wasn't quite sure. She watched as the car flipped over, the force that was drilling into her side going further. Her head hit the ceiling of the cab as it rolled over. As the cab continued to turn and flip right-side up, she flew out of the broken window on her side and flew through the air. As she flew, she saw that the cab she was in had stopped in the middle of the road and a truck had ran into them. She glimpsed the face of the driver that had turned into something else, even with a window shard embedded into him and with blood flowing from scratches, the gruesome smile never didn't change nor leave his face. 

As she hit the pavement, she let out a scream of pain followed by a hiss. She could finally hear again and the first sound that entered her ear was the screeching of the truck's tires. She didn't know how hurt she was, what was broken, what was not. She felt like everything was broken. 

She gasped as she moved her hand to her pants pocket. At least her arm and hands could still move. Hopefully her phone wasn't completely wrecked from the crash. She shakily pulled out her phone as she heard a loud boom from where the cars were. She was too hurt to bother to look over. She brought her phone above her so she could see it. As she pressed on the power buŧŧon, her phone lit up and she saw the cracked screen along with the blood flowing down her hand that was holding it and staining the phone. She slowly lifted up her other hand and pressed the emergency call buŧŧon that was bȧrėly visible through the web of cracks on the screen.

She let her hand fall and her phone clacked next to her ear along with her hand. As it made contact with the stone, she let out another hiss. When the call finally connected, she spoke before the operator even asked her any questions. 

"Car... car crash." She felt her organs burn as she spoke and took a breath before she continued. 

"I think... something... exploded. Just heard... a loud... boom. At *cough cough* -agh" She couldn't suppress the urge to cough and di so but that seemed to disturb her injuries even more.

"Hold on! I'll send someone over right now, can you tell us your location? It's fine if you're too injured, please preserve your strength!" The operator on the call  noticed it was a serious case and immediately arranged a team to be dispatched.

"Intersection... between... XX Street... and... XXX Avenue..." She took a breath and could feel her lifeforce slowly slipping away.

She could hear the operator shouting but she couldn't make out the words. She was loosing her sense of hearing again. The lights seem to wane as she slowly blinked. She blinked slower and slower and then, her eyes closed and didn't open again.

... 

Red and blue lights flashed as police cars, firetrucks and ambulances arrived on the scene. The people that had been in the truck were too shocked and scared by what had happened to move and willingly let themselves be handcuffed and escorted into the police cars. The medics hurriedly and professionally took a stretcher from the back of their car and laid it on the ground near the girl that was passed out on the ground, covered in blood with a phone next to her head. The firefighters got out of the truck and put everything together within moments and started putting out the fire that was once the taxi cab.

And in all the chaos, no one could hear the maniacal laughter, that didn't belong to a human, from inside the sea of flames...

... 

Hollow's Eve, the day that spirits, demons, and all manners of evil beings roam the Earth. They, who are not bound by law, do not suffer repercussions for their actions on this special day. Those who can not be controlled by humans will never see themselves being restricted by the laws of lowly humans. The grudges of evil spirits, no one can judge nor justify them except for themselves.. No matter what laws are put before them, there will always be those who think the laws are unfair and act upon their own sense of justice. Whether what the evil spirit did was right or wrong, who can say? Do you wish to be cursed with misfortune? .