A/N: Mianhae~ the server update kept me from posting or this chapter would've been up HOURS ago <3 (IDK about you but OHHHH MYYY Key in a tux <3)

I felt awful, no that was an understatement. It was freaking painful, I couldn’t move or turn, my body hurt from the smallest of movements...
My eyes open and I look around, wondering where Taemin was.
I scan the room, noticing things like a few cameras, a desk...it was cold in here...really cold, and I tried not to shiver but I swear I could see my breath.
There’s no sign of anyone else around, and I have half the mind to call for someone but decide against it.
Why call the person who dragged you here...or shot you...wait I was shot!
I move my hand to the place I remember feeling the gun be placed at, and stare at my hand. Clean.
No blood?
I look around again, silence bothering me, I was tired of being alone and quiet....I sigh and notice that the place looks like a set of some sort.
“Taemin?” I call out cautiously, hoping neither T.O.P nor Jiyong was around.
There’s no response and I sigh.
“How do you feel, Kibum?” his deep voice comes from nowhere and I practically jump to my feet, “Agh,” I wince as the motion strains the wound. I clench a hand over it just to keep it from hurting too much when I move.
He chuckles, “You did this to yourself.”
“Did not!” I protest, “and where are Taemin and Onew!”
“You don’t need to worry,” he shrugs.
“Hell yeah I do! Where are they! I want to see them RIGHT NOW!” the loudness of my voice startles even me, and I notice he purses his lips together.
“Sit down before I decide to shoot you again.” he speaks
I do so,
“I got shot...I mean you shot me...how am I alive. A bullet to the torso should kill.”
“I’m not foolish, Kibum. I k