Hongjoong*
Seonghwa*
Yunho*
Yeosang<
San*
Mingi*
Wooyoung*
Jongho*
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I woke up in a dark room, sitting in a chair with my arms tied to the legs. It was a unfamiliar room, but i remember some of it. We were drugged by the guys at the bar then we came here to look for the big delivery. This wasn't apart of the plan, whoever we were delivering to wasn't supposed to turn on us like they are now.
I remember i was with Seonghwa, he might be the same room as me. We did pass out together, maybe i woke up before him. There was another chair next to mine and that's where he was seated the last time i saw him. I looked over expecting to see him asleep and sitting in the chair tied up like i was. He wasn't, he was nowhere to be seen, neither was anyone else. The guys that drugged us weren't in the room, no one was looking after me.
There was broken glass in the corner of the room and i could only think of the worst. What had happened when i was out, where was Seonghwa, was he okay. Then a loud banging noise was heard from the room over, then a sound of screaming. A man yelling at them to shut up, pleas to stop, it was Seonghwa. I was scared but i was angry. They had the audacity to drug us then torture us one by one until we would give answers. I knew he wouldn't spit to them about anything, we were good. I just had to find a way to get to him and save us so we can find the others.
I had an idea when more screaming was heard. I would move the chair to the glass and use it to cut my string then we would get out of here together. I was shaking with anticipation to do this as fast as i could. I couldn't listen to Seonghwa scream any longer. The noises only got louder and i scooted my chair to the broken glass below a window. I was shaking too harshly and moving to fast. My chair fell over and i hit my head hard on the concrete floor. The impact was surprising and it ached immediately after.
I kept moving, not wanting to listen to my best friends words of hope and cries for help. I would be there. I reached the glass and grabbed it quickly, cutting the palm of my hand in the process. I could care less right now so i kept breaking the ties, cutting deeper in my skin the more i did it. When the ties were done my hand burned when i touched the floor to lift myself up. More glass got in the cut, worsening the wound.
When i stood i could hear the pounding of my head, when i reached up to touch it. Blood everywhere, my hands, my head, my legs, my mouth, the floor, the chair all over. Everything was red and it didn't stop me from walking faster to the door the sounds of torture was heard. I leaned my head on the door, listening for Seonghwa scream for the thousandth time since i had woken up.
That was the last time i would hear that. I pushed the door open and again expecting to see Seonghwa there getting beaten by these beats. It was far from what my mind could expect, it was...
nothing
...to be continued