Honestly, they thought I would buy this? Yeah the lights snapped off, woohoo. So the Yakuza storm in, recapture us, not like its real. I need to wake up again..maybe if I get hurt in this dream, I can be back in the other place..or maybe I need to fall asleep again?
    I think I like the option of sleeping better...
    “Key, come on!” Taemin calls me and my head jerks up, as I see they’re by the door leading to the stairs.
    “I am not, climbing up fifty flights of stairs.” I cross my arms in protest.
    “Now is not the time to play Diva Key.” Onew speaks.
    “Well what good is it going up stairs? I think it’d be safer here.”
    “Why?”
    “It’s just a feeling-” the lights snap on and a man in a suit comes out looking at us, “Sorry about the lights, technician just fixed it.”
    I blink, a smile spreading to my face, and laugh, falling back onto the chair,
    “See? How pathetic, you really need to relax. As if the Yakuza would really attack again,” he rolls his eyes.
    “You still think this is a dream?”
    He thinks on it,
    “I don’t really know what to think actually.”
    If this was a dream, why had he felt that small heartbeat of panic when the lights shut off? Why did he feel relieved when they came back on?
    “Key, this is not a dream, what do we have to do to make you realize this?” Jonghyun sounds irritated.
    “Seunghyun hyung, come here.” I speak in a sudden serious tone.
    “Why?” he looks confu