beautiful chokehold

3.22 a.m.

October 15, 1922

'W-w-what the hell!'

To say Hyukjae is terror struck is an understatement; his feet suddenly gives way as he falls first to the cold hard floor. 

Blood drenching him. 

His own ing blood. 

His own ing dead bloody body lying motionlessly just next to him. 

'A-am I-i-i....' He refuses to acknowledge it. 

Dead?

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7.39 p.m.

October 15, 2012

'Happy birthday!!!' 

Cheers erupt all around Donghae and he is soon drowned in sea of presents. It has been a grand party since he is considered one of most popular kid in school, everyone has come tonight.

It is late at night when the celebration ends and he has just offered to send some of his schoolmates back home.

He is finally driving his way home after an enjoyable but tired night.

It is tough being a social butterfly sometimes. But he enjoys the attention he always receives without fail. He knows his charms, and he knows how to use them well.

11.24 p.m.

October 15, 2012

Humming a soft tune on the roads, he drives pass a dark forest as directed by his GPRS, he finds it interesting that such a secluded road is actually able to be tracked on the satalite system.

But he doesn't get fascinated long enough. Because the GPRS suddenly stops working as he slowly brings his car to an abrupt stop along the roads near the forest.

He presses some buttons on his road directing system but all attempts are futile. It seems to stop functioning.

He looks all around him, hoping to get some help from other drivers but, there is none in sight.

He gets off his car and look around, finding it weird that in such a busy city like Seoul, there is such a secluded area, such an abandoned road such as this.

‘Oh .’ He exclaims when big fat raindrops suddenly fall upon him.

He jumps back into his car to hide from the soon heavy downpour and whips out his phone, hoping to get some help from his friends.

No reception.

‘Ughhhh!!!!’  He groans in frustration.

No way is he going to be stranded in such a place until morning. But there seems to be nothing he can do.

He leans his head back on his seat and look out of the windows, heavy rain still pouring down.

He can’t stay here any longer. He starts his engines again and begin driving down the path, no idea where it leads to but surely, he may reach the main junction if he just continues on won’t he?

So he tries his best to remember where he has driven past, just in case he comes back the same place again.

Trees. Trees. More trees.

House.

There seems to be a mansion just hidden somewhere behind the trees.

A quick idea hits him as he drives near the house.

Finally. He can finally get some help.

If only he can get inside the house and borrow a phone…

Moments later Donghae finds himself running a short distance towards the menancing looking mansion and knocking on the front door, only to find it unlock.

He frowns at that, finding it weird, but  pushes the door open anyway.

Donghae jumps slightly, surprise to find another boy inside. So close to the door.

So close to him.

‘Oh, hey hi! Sorry to intrude but I’m kind of lost.’ Donghae flashes him one of his charming smiles, ‘Can you maybe lend me a phone or guide me out to the main roads?’

The boy before him freezes, his big almond shaped eyes grow wide and round.

‘Y…y…you can s…s..see me.?’ The boy finally speaks. 

Donghae is stumbled for a while before he gives the boy in front a slight slap on his shoulder and laughs, ‘Of course I can I’m not blind! Don’t you try to scare me come on!’

The boy immediately falls down onto the floor as his legs suddenly give way.

‘You can actually touch me!’ The boy pales.

12.00 a.m.

October 16, 2012

Somewhere nearby, the clock strikes twelve midnight.

Signalling a new day.

Or not.

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