◆Luhan POV◆

The Old Ones.

They're here.

And I'm all alone.

"Was it fun running away from us Luhan?" The Old Ones laughed and I backed into the wall.

They were unhumane figures, changing shapes every few seconds. From animals to aliens, their ghastly figures had no definite shape.

"Are you amazed? Or are you petrified?" one of them taunted.

Suddenly, one of them changed into Sehun. Every single feature of him was on this monster's form and it smirked.

"Luhan," it said. Oh my god, it even sounded like Sehun.

"Luhan," it said again, coming closer.

It touched my face but it wasn't the same as Sehun's touch. It was too cold, too foreign, too... evil.

So you might have been wondering why the hell I didn't run away. C'mon, what does one do when they're really scared? Even men get scared too.

"Luhan!" I heard Sehun's voice shout my name and something clicked in my head. The Old Ones grabbed my legs and dragged me away screaming and kicking.

"There's the gate! Open it!" one of them barked.

Wait, there's another gate?

"Sehun!" I screamed on impulse. "Where the are you!"

Sorry, I just love cursing.

"Get the others, then make them follow him into the gate."

So I'm the bait.

"Luhan, I'm coming!" Sehun ran towards me but The Old Ones had already begun their chant.

I couldn't here Sehun's shouts anymore. Bu