"What if all these children that go missing...what if they're all connected?"
-Jordan
Wooyoung POV
"Hello?" I awaken from my slumber.
"Is anyone here?"
"It's about time you are."
I turn my head towards the voice and see a black figure sitting on a wooden chair in the dark corner of the room.
"Who are you?!" I scream as fear is leaking into me.
"Hmm...don't worry about who I am. You'll figure out eventually." He says casually then walks out of this dark and cold room.
"Hey! Where the hell are you going?!" I try to yell at the man but it's too late, he's already out of the room.
Author POV
Wooyoung scans the room to try and figure out where he is. Wooyoung had seen many crime shows but he'd never once thought that this would happen to him in real life.
When scanning the room, he finds a window that is shut, so you won't be able to see outside. He figures that where he is right now, is above ground. Wooyoung forgets about the man and just tries to find a way out. He sees a wooden chair, he plans to use the chair to break open the window, but he has chains trapping him. He tries to lose the chains but unfortunately fails due that the chains have sharp spikes in them.
"Yelp!" He screams, as blood spills out of his hands.
Wooyoung could not see the spikes because of the poor lighting in the room.
After a while of him trying to free himself with his bloody hands, fear crept into him. Even after seeing all those crime shows, he soon finds out that whatever he learned is now all gone from his brain. Just when he needs that information, his brain stops working, all the things he learned were already out of the window for him. His heart fills with doubt that he will escape anytime soon.
Suddenly gas starts to seek into the room. Wooyoung notices this and takes a big breath and holds his breath once the gas starts filling up the whole room. But the gas keeps coming in, he has no choice but to accept that he needs to breathe.
He starts coughing when he breathes in the toxic gas. He soon falls unconscious; his body slumped against the wall.
??? POV
I bring Wooyoung into another room of the playhouse.
I lay him down on his new bed and tie his hands and legs down with smooth but strong silk. Those chains were too rough for his elegant body.
I sit down on his bed and wait for Wooyoung to wake up.
Your injuries will make it much easier to handle you.
I slowly trace my fingers against his arm and up to his face; goosebumps trailing behind my touch.
"Such a beautiful boy........he must feel so lucky to have you," I whisper in his ear.
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Playhouse (Woosang)
Horror"You can run but you can't hide forever love..." A man made of jealousy and insanity is never a person you want to be friends with. But poor Wooyoung didn't know that. ••••• Discontinued as of now. May changed in the future. ATTENTION: THERE IS A RE...
