"I know you're eager to find them, Kihyun but it's not easy. Plus we aren't heavily stocked on food either. It's safer to save energy right now," I said and his excitement fizzled down as he took deep breaths and nodded.
"Okay. Tomorrow then."
"We will get there when we get there," Baekho said. "No point in rushing when we don't know what's the end goal of this game."
"Alright... We will rest."
We set up the sleeping bags and huddled accordingly to our partners but I couldn't bring myself to sleep. Thoughts kept invading my mind as I stared at nothing in particular until I remembered about the camera. I took it out from the backpack and turned it on. It flickered alive and I snapped a picture of Baekho's face. Smiling a tiny bit, I clicked into the gallery and was surprised to find other clips and images there. I clicked into one of them and gasped softly. It was a picture of me and Jonghyun. I clicked into a video and played it.
As it started, I heard a hum and something in my head seemed to click. The voice was mine. I knew the song. I couldn't sleep. So I made it.
I played a different video and it showed someone walking along a hallway before the view made me frown. It was the same main hall as the ones we arrive in. The camera turned around and I looked at myself looking back at me.
"This is the main hall where we meet up every morning. Oh, say hi, Jonghyun. He's my partner," the me in the video said while reaching his hand out to someone before moving the camera towards none other than Jonghyun who looked over.
"Seriously, I don't understand why you bought a camera," he said but smiled.
"Well, since we might die anytime, I thought it'll be nice to have something someone else could remember me by."
"We won't die, Minhyun. I'll protect you."
"Yeah, yeah. Oh look!" The camera turned in a rush and my eyes opened widely as I saw Baekho entering the frame as video me rushed up to him. "Baekho!"
"Huh? Hey, Minhyun. You participating this round?"
"Yep. Hey, Hoshi."
"Hey~!"
I paused the video and took a deep breath. There was no way this was real. This had to be fabricated. There was just... I looked at Baekho and furrowed my brows. Maybe my thoughts were right. Maybe our memories have been erased time and time again. If that's the case, is anything even real? What is real? What isn't?
I closed the camera and faced Baekho before shutting my eyes tightly. Don't think about it. Tomorrow, you will show it to them and then, he will have an explanation for you. Maybe.
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I opened my eyes to find the others rolling up their sleeping bags. Yawning slightly, I scooted out from the sleeping bag and stretched before rolling it up as well.
"Are we leaving now?" I asked and watched as they laid out the food from yesterday.
"After we eat," Baekho said and smiled.
"Huh... Okay..."
"Something wrong?" he asked and I sighed, pulling out the camera and showing it to him.
"I didn't mean to hide this but I got this yesterday."
"Huh? From where?" He took the camera and tilted his head. "So why do you seem so guilty for having it? It's not like-"
"That's the thing. I opened it last night and... There are some videos that I want you to look at."
"Huh? You didn't take anything weird, did you?"
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