The pool deck of Line Hotel had been converted into a night club, complete with a DJ and a dance floor.

   Party Anthem was blaring thru the speakers.

   Hakyeon and Jackson are at large table surrounded by beautiful women. Hakyeon is out of his mind dancing on the table with a bottle of Cristal in one hand and a cigar in the other. He is tripping over bottles and making a fool of himself.

   Jackson leaves the table and returns several times. Each time he returns he brings a new 'friend' who offers Hakyeon a new drug.

   Hakyeon is so far gone that he has lost complete control of his inhibitions and fails to resist. 

   Taekwoon is sitting at the empty table behind them, a look of concern and dissapointment in his eye. He watched as Hakyeon pushed his limits and followed him as he is dragged back to his suite by two scantaly dressed women.

   Both women are hugging, kissing and undressing Hakyeon as they made their way to his suite.

   Once inside one woman shoved Hakyeon on the bed, ed his shirt and pulled down his pants. Hakyeon oblivious to the situation. She marked his face with lipstick then stood up and laughed.

    She joined the other woman as they searched his room. They spotted the briefcase under the bed. They grabbed it, giggled and left the room, leaving Hakyeon unconcious and half on the bed.

   Taekwoon sat down on the bed next to him and pulled the cover over Hakyeon's chest. He layed his head on the pillow and watched as Hakyeon slept peacefully, "hyung, it must be hard." he whispered.

    Hakyeon opened his eyes to Taekwoons face on the pillow next to him. Hakyeon felt a warm tear roll down his cheek as his heart began to race, "Woonie?" Taekwoon opened his eyes and smiled at him.

   Hakyeon reached over to touch his face. Taekwoon disappeared.

   Hakyeon felt a stabbing pain pierce his heart as he sat up. He grabbed his chest and struggled to catch his breath.

   He threw off the covers and buttoned up his shirt. He picked up his pants and reached for his cell phone.

   He read a text from Jackson, '@ Hello Kitty suite, come up when ur done.'

   Hakyeon could feel the the numbness start to wear off. The euphoria he once felt was quickly turning to an aching pain crawling up his spine. He put his pants on and made his way out the door. 

   Hakyeon hesitated to knock on the door of the Hello Kitty suite.

   He felt a familiar hand on his shoulder and a knot in the pit of his stomach. 'Woonie,' he thought to himself as he glanced over his shoulder.

   Nothing.

   "I'm trippin," he said then he pounded on the door.

   Jackson opened the door, "hyung! You made it! Come in I got something for you." He grabbed Hakyeon's wrist and pulled him toward the bedroom.

   The room was dark and full of smoke, music blaring thru the speakers, women dancing on tables, empty bottles of liquor scattered the floor.

   Hakyeon followed Jackson into the bedroom and shut the door behind him.

   Jackson move toward a low table and began breaking up several blue pills. He handed Hakyeon a rolled up bill, "this will fix your anxiety hyung."

    Hakyeon suddenly felt Taekwoon's warm breath on the back of his neck, "hyung, please don't," Taekwoons high-pitched whisper sent shivers down his spine.

   Hakyeon grabbed the back of his neck and glanced down at the blue powder, "Woonie?" he let out a soft sigh and a single tear rolled down his cheek.

   Jackson grew impatient and inhaled before Hakyeon could. He looked up at Hakyeon with a smile and a glimmer of pleasure in his eyes.

   The pain of remembering Taekwoon began to creep in and Hakyeon didn't want to let his high slip away. He wanted to re-live that intense feeling of euphoria, he wanted it to last forever. 

   Hakyeon inhaled, but he didnt stop at 1 pill.

   "Dayyumm!" Jackson said as he shoved a bottle of whiskey in Hakyeons face, "wash it down with this hyung." Hakyeon obeyed.

   It was a matter of minutes before Hakyeon completely out.

   His lifeless body dropped on the floor, "hyung! Hyung!?"

   Jackson fell to his knees, grabbed Hakyeon's shoulders and shook him,  "HAKYEON! CHA HAKYEON!" He yelled in a panic as he gently slapped Hakyeon's jaw. Hakyeon's head limp in Jackson's arms. Only the whites of his eyes were visible as foam began to form at the corner of his mouth.

   At that moment a man opened the door, "oh ! I'll call 911, bro but we can't stay here."

   Just as quickly as he dialed 911 the entire party left the suite.