It was a hot summers day - not the kind where something bad happens. Yet here they were all dressed in black and moved forward without hesitation. For them, this was work. For them, this was normal. 

Kyungsoo laughed as he stared up at the clouds. He had come to a secret field in the park next to his house to study for his university finals. If he passed these last exams - maybe then his father would be proud of him. He was taking a short break to refresh his mind so that the information stuck.

In an instant his mouth was covered, the cloth soaked in chloroform. A bag forced over his head and ropes tied far too tightly around his wrists and ankles. They forced his body into a small suitcase, breaking his arm to fit it inside. He was unconscious, of course, but it would hurt him later. The two dressed in black walked swiftly to their van, throwing the suitcase roughly in the back and having it bounce off of a wall, landing upside down. The two of them smiled at each other as they started the van and drove away. For them, this was right.

And when Kyungsoo woke up, he was alone in a cold, dark cell; the stone walls patched with damp moss and blood.