Himchan lay dead on the floor after Sungjong released him. L.joe looked away from the scene while Sungjong sighed, hurling the bloody glass piece to the side.

A soft murmur from Changjo alerted everyone.

"Oh shoot!" C.A.P immediately ran towards him. L.joe and Sungjong both went to support Changjo until he was on C.A.P's back.

"I'll take him to hospital."

L.joe was surprised. "C.A.P... you're withdrawing from this mission?"

"What else am I supposed to do? Leave him alone to die?" C.A.P tried to knock some sense into L.joe. He then spoke up again, "The both of you should help the others. Our mission was to rescue Sungjong and Heeyoung. We've already saved one, so we'll need the save the other."

L.joe recieved the gun from C.A.P. "Arrasso, hyung."

He was worried for your safety. Was L doing a good job of protecting you? He then thought back to the gunshots he heard earlier. *Dammit, I need to find her as soon as possible!*

"Wait!" Sungjong said. "What about him?" He pointed to the unconscious Ricky sprawled on the floor.

"I know he's still alive. Let him be. We'll find him after this ends." On the other hand, L.joe was already sprinting towards the stairs. Sungjong turned around to see C.A.P running off.

He looked back at Ricky hesitantly. *They just leave their member here like that?*

"Hurry, Sungjong!" L.joe called out. Sungjong then reluctantly ran after L.joe.

-

Daehyun slowly inched towards the body.

You looked up briefly, wondering what was wrong. Your heart almost stopped when you realise there was yet another body that lay in front. 

It was Youngjae, no doubt. And he was shot in the chest, just like the others.

His bottom lip quivered. Tears clouded his vision as Daehyun went over. He went down on his knees, and leaned in front. His hand cradled Youngjae's face. "Jae?" Whimpering, he struggled not to cry, but the tears were already flowing down his face.

Youngjae's eyes were closed.

Daehyun's shoulder dropped in resignation. Unknowingly, his tears landed on his friend's face. The light impact caused Youngjae to stir slowly and open his eyes. Daehyun blinked in surprise "Jae! JAE!"

Youngjae turned stiffly and glanced at the tear-streaked face of his friend.

"Are you okay? Youngjae? Can you get up?" Daehyun bombarded him with questions immediately. Youngjae frowned weakly in disapproval. "Talkative... as always." He then winced in pain as he clutched onto his chest.

"It...hurts."

Daehyun helplessly watched as his friend suffered. "Youngjae, tell me! Who did this to you?!" He angrily demanded. 

Youngjae stared blankly at his blood-stained hands. "The other two..." He asked. "Are they...?"

*The other two?* Daehyun turned to look at Woohyun and Sungyeol's bodies. "Youngjae, they're- they didn't make it."

"I see..." His breathing was starting to get light. Daehyun clenched his fists tightly as his tears returned, frustrated at himself for not being able to do anything while his friend was suffering right in front of him.

"Yongguk."

Daehyun looked up sharply. "What..?"

"He did this."