Dark Side

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Darkness. Chanyeol was caught in darkness, blood painting his hands and creating a heavy contrast to the black which was coming closer and closer until it was invading his body completely. Swallowing him in a bite and ripping his soul out of the flesh of his body.

And suddenly he was falling, deeper and deeper into the darkness of his thoughts. Stuck in between problems and solutions, so far but yet so close. He breathed heavily, trying to provide his lungs with oxygen but it wasn't working.

A coldness was hugging his body, and touching his skin as a light suddenly flickered over him, ripping him into reality. W-What happened? A storm of oxygen invaded his lungs, his eyelids shooting open suddenly, staring into the darkness of the alley while a streetlamp was flickering its light on his features. Where am I? He blinked a few times, standing up with a stabbing feeling rushing trough his whole body and strange sounds leaving his lips uncontrollably. What day is it.

An unknown feeling suddenly floated his stomach area as he tried to sort out a way out of the dark, unknown alley. First of all, where am I?  He led his fingers to his eyes, realizing that he wasn't wearing any glasses, which was probably the cause of his blurry sight. Perfect. He continued to walk through the alley with a throbbing head and pain all over his body, nearly collapsing while walking. His eyes crossed the sign on the with dirt spotted wall, squeezing his eyes to have a clearer sight. He's in the near of the school? A thousand of thoughts suddenly flashed through his crowded mind, pictures of in blood covered clothes and a heavy pleasure appearing in front of his orbs. What did I do? His whole body started to shake like crazy, knees and hands trembling uncontrollably.

And then he ran, the pain long forgotten by now as the darkness of the street was entwining him and filling him up with negativity and more pain if even possible. A step by step until he reached the house finally, fishing the keys out of his jeans with shaky hands and trying to open the door for a few silent minutes. Finally. A heavy breath left his lips, his feet moving up to the bathroom with a hard beating heart.

Oh my god. He glanced at the blurry reflection in the mirror, his body covered with horror. W-What. His whole clothes were covered in blood, dirt spots glued on his cheeks and hair. This is my blood, right? Panic was rising up in his body as the shaking of his body increased, his feet moving towards the bathtub and his hands finding their way to th