Warnings for this part: mentions of violence and blood

You woke up to a weird feeling. Something was definitely wrong. You held your breath and opened your eyes very slightly, just enough to see. Then you screamed.

“Jesus!” you pushed him away quite roughly and sat up. You ignored your sore throat and head ache and focused on glaring at him. “Freak.”

“I’m almost hurt by that insult,” he said expressionlessly. 

“What the hell are you doing here? I know your kind is all about rebellion and stuff but could you at least try to respect my privacy?” you asked, covering yourself with your blanket.

“Don’t bother, it’s not like there’s anything I’d want to see,” he said, referring to you trying to cover yourself. “I came to get you. We need to go somewhere. Now.”

You frowned. “Excuse me?”

He didn’t bother explaining himself and just remained quiet.

“I finally managed to go back to sleep after having a nightmare and you just appear out of god knows where and tell me to go somewhere with you. I think I’m going to have to decline your rude offer.”

“Resisting won’t get you anywhere,” he calmly stated.

“Exactly,” you said and covered yourself completely with the blanket. 

“Fine. I don’t mind. We’ll just have to do this my way then,” he said and you were confused until you felt him grab your ankles. Before you could react, you were already sitting up in a place you had never seen or been to before. You looked around the room, feeling a little scared. You were alone, he was nowhere to be seen and that just added to the creepiness of the place. 

Is this a nightmare?

You pinched yourself. It hurt. Furrowing your eyebrows, you got up from the stiff bed you had been sitting on. 

“Did he teleport me here or something?” you thought out loud subconsciously. 

You looked at the four walls surrounding you. They were all empty and poorly painted with white paint. The wood of the walls could be seen thanks to the transparency of the paint. The door on one of the walls and the bed - though stiff and therefore uncomfortable - were the only things in the room that made it seem like a normal bedroom.

You stiffened, hearing something like footsteps. Could it be him? You wondered and slowly walked over to the door. It didn’t match the room itself at all. It looked fancy and was well-painted. It almost looked like there would be another world on the other side.

Without notice, the door opened quickly and you flinched out of surprise. In the doorway stood Hoseok who just stared at you expressionlessly.

“Hoseok?” you called his name just to be sure it was him.

He suddenly let out a scream that made you jump in surprise. He stumbled and fell on the floor with a terrified look.

“A-are you okay?” you asked and took a step toward him.

“Why are yo