“Hello?” SungMin’s voice echoed down the dark passageway, his each footstep making a distinct sharp noise on the concrete floor.  One palm pressed against the slimy moss covered wall, though it disgusted him, kept him from falling. Mostly.

As he stumbled over a loose rock, he paused for a moment to catch his breath and balance and that was when he heard the shuffling. It wasn’t very loud, just a few heavy steps and then a lot of heavy breathing.

“Hello?” SungMin called out tentatively. What did he expect, that the person would reply to him? he held his breath another second, and icy fear began to move through his veins as he heard the same noises as before, accompanied with some groaning this time. Hesitantly, he moved forward.

“Help.” The word was barely there, a shadow of a whisper. “Help me.”

“Hello?” SungMin called out again, becoming worried even through his fear. It wasn’t a monster at least… not that he really believed in those things… anymore.

“Help me. Please.” SungMin increased his pace, but kept his footsteps soft. “Please.”

“Who’s there?” SungMin felt his heart beat in his throat as he neared the corner. Taking a deep breath, he stuck his foot out and turned around the corner.

“No. no it can’t be. NO!!! NO!!! DONGHAE!!!  Please… no.” SungMin dropped desperately to his knees beside DongHae, his hands flailing helplessly as his mind still tried to take in the situation before him. DongHae, blood still widening the spot on his stark white jersey, lay slumped against the wall. About his body were several red and purple bruises.

“DongHae,” SungMin gasped, brushing the strands of hair from his face as if it was going to help.

“SungMin this is…” DongHae’s body slumped lower against the wall, chest heaving as he gasped for air to carry on.

“What? This is what? DongHae!!!” SungMin’s voice pitched as his panic grew. This was his best friend, he person he knew better than himself laying here dying on the ground.

“This is…” his words trailed off again, and he could barely gesture for SungMin to lean closer. As the older complied, he caught the last dying words said from the last precious breaths of life in DongHae.

“This is your fault.”

“What?” SungMin immediately pulled back to shake the shoulders of his best friend, making blood flow faster from the wound as he eyes closed for the last time.

“What?” SungMin gasped out. On instinct,  he looked up and gasped as he saw the figure he had come to dread the most.

Standing there, a silver bladed knife partially ob