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The seven of you arrived at a dark, daunting apartment. It looked like a haunted house with smears of black coal all over it. A couple crazy teenagers were laughing their heads off as if they were high. One guy with dark bags under his eyes came cackling your way like a hyena. L. Joe quickly grabbed your waist and pulled you close by his side.

Frightened, you looked up at him, “I-is this where Minsoo lives?” He nodded.

The elevators were broken so you and Teen Top took the scares. You heard all sorts of frightening noises from your nightmares: screaming music that pierced your ears, aggressive , mad laughter, painful screaming, pleas of mercy, glass breaking.

You covered your ears and started to shake. This was a world you had never known to exist. A world you only saw in movies.

L. Joe gently wrapped his arms around you, “Don’t worry, baby. No one can hurt you while I’m here.” You wrapped your arms around his waist and held on tightly.

You froze when you saw a girl sitting on the stairs. There was a hollow look in her eyes and mascara was running down her face. She was wearing nothing but a thin, transparent gown and her hair was in a tangled mess. She was holding a syringe to her red arm.

“Come, baby.” L. Joe led you away. You buried your face in his shirt. *This is scary.*

Finally, you arrived at Minsoo’s place. It was a one-room studio. The curtains were ripped. There were beer cans and chip bags everywhere. There was a big bed with springs coming out of it. Stuffing was coming out of the couch and the refrigerator appeared broken. There was only one light bulb for the entire room. You jumped when you saw a cockroach run across the wall.

Chunji and Ricky set Ricky on the couch.

“Don’t we have to call an ambulance?” You asked.

“No hospital for us. Or else we get jail-time.” Chunji shrugged. You took a towel and pressed it against CAP’s gaping wound, “Then what do we do?”

“Call Viola.” CAP winced. Changjo took the phone.

Minutes later, the door burst open. A tall, slender girl popping bubble gum came in with a make-up kit. She was wearing a thik black tank top with a short black miniskirt. “Again? Damn boy.” Viola put the make-up kit on the thr