"I miss Doojoon," he bluntly said.

 

He remembered Doojoon's phone that he offered to keep that day. He took it from his drawer and turned it on.

He went through the pictures in Doojoon's phone. There were pictures of Doojoon and the boys, the boys including himself alone, Doojoon and him and a bunch of Doojoon's fail selfies. Yoseob chuckled by himself.

 

"Yah! Doojoonie, get well very soon okay? I miss playing around with you," Yoseob said sadly. 

 

He went through Doojoon's music gallery, contacts and messages. There were messages from himself, their group chat, crazy bickering between Gikwang and Doojoon, and also messages from Junhyung. He opened the messages one by one. A few made him chuckle, a few made him rolled his eyes and there was one that made him shivered.

 

A message from Junhyung.

 

From: Junhyung-ie 16:30

Doojoon! It seems that I can't make it today. I was told that I have a lot more to settle here. I am coming home next Friday. Not today, okay? Send my regards to the boys! Sorry, again.

 

The message was sent the day they celebrated Junhyung's return last Friday. Yoseob's eyes wide opened. 

 

"So... supposedly, he should be home tomorrow?" 

 

He sat up immediately. Then, who is it in the next room?

 

He looked through all of the messages again.

 

To: Junhyung-ie 16:34

You are still at the UK?

 

From: Junhyung-ie 16:45

Yeah. Why?

 

To: Junhyung-ie 16:50

Nothing. Stay safe :)

 

Doojoon knew it! Doojoon knew what's going on! 

 

"So... You already know who I am?" the cold voice went through his ear straight to his spine. He didn't dare to look at the source of the voice. He turned around trembled. His face was filled with terror when he saw the figure whom he once thought was Junhyung. The figure still had his body but this time, the face was in a blank state and the eyes were black in colour. Yoseob wanted to scream but he was shaking too much that he passed out right there and then.

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A low grunt escaped Yoseob's throat. An awful, stinky smell of blood lingered in his nose. He opened his eyes carefully. Afraid of what was coming. Turned out, he was lying on something wet and sticky. He pushed himself to stand only to grimaced in horror when he realized the wet and sticky substance he was lying on was actually blood. He looked around him and registered that he was in a room probably in a house. House of meat, because he could tell from the smell. The smell of rotten meat, blood and steel were everywhere. Not to mention, the noises he heard. The sound of somebody sharpening the knife, the sound of somebody cutting the meat and crushing the bones. He covered his nose before he slowly backed away and leaned against the wall.

 

"What the heck is this place," he started to cry. At that moment, he didn't care about his manly image anymore. He just wanted to get out from here. 

 

Yoseob was startled when suddenly he heard a loud bang from the room next to the one he was in followed by a manly scream. He knew the voice so well. He quickly wiped his tears away with the back of his hand and went to the next room. Unfortunately, the room was locked. While he was trying to unlock the door, he saw from the corner of his eyes, a small white figure standing at the end of the dark hallway. He knew the figure was staring at him. He pretended that he didn't notice the figure so he kept trying to unlock the door. After a while, he threw a quick glance at the spot where the figure stood only to find it empty. He let out a sigh of relief. When he turned around to return to his previous work which was unlocking the door, he almost shocked himself to death when the white figure now was standing right in front of him.

 

It was a little girl with a long straight hair. Very long that it almost covered half of her face. Her eyes were opened wide, so did . Opened wide but nothing came out from . She was wearing a white gown stained with blood. In her hand, there was a knife. A very sharp looking knife. Oh wait, it's a knife. Yoseob quickly turned around and ran away from the girl. He didn't have time to scream, he just ran.

 

Yoseob sprinted without looking back, behind him, he heard a faint sound of the girl running while dragging the knife she was holding along. The further he ran, the louder the sound became. His heart was beating fast and hard. He took a sharp turn and hide behind a door and succesfully escaped from the girl when he heard the metal dragging sound went past him.

 

He let out a sigh of relief and walked backwards. He thought he was safe. He didn't realize why the girl ghost didn't turn into the way which he got in. He didn't realize behind him there was a huge hole. He laughed a stupid and idiot laugh. He knew what happened towards his friends. He didn't have to find out. This place had no way out. Suddenly, he felt one of his feet stepped on nothing and he was pulled downwards into the hole. He was shocked at first. But that was it. The house didn't have mercy on him too.