Nidra || HEEJAY

CHAPTER 8

As Sunoo sat on a chair, re-reading the reports again, he heard a small noise at the corner of the room near the window.

Ah yes, the time to catch that bloody ghost had come.

Slowly pushing his chair back, he got up and walked carefully across the room, crouching and bending whenever needed.

His eyes carefully examined the window, not missing a piece of it. Holding onto to the table, he quickly popped up and pulled the curtain aside to see what it was.

And oh my, what indeed did he see?

The shock that followed was the result of a completely unexpected occurrence, something far more greater than any dandy occult practices.

"My, my." He said to himself, his lips curling into a grin, "Guess this place is haunted after all."

He turned back after pulling the window shut and threw all their plans of action into the trash, immediately starting to analyse his work afresh.

He did regret throwing them all out, they were good work after all. But now they were of no use to them, for these plans would not work.

For what Sunoo saw was not a ghost nor a witch.

He saw a tuft of light brown hair dash past in a blink.

This place was haunted by a spy.

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"Hello, Heeseung." said a tall man with almond eyes, who was once a happy little aussie boy, now the leader of Nidra, "I'm glad you decided to join our cause." Heeseung smiled hesitantly and nodded, "It's my honour, Jake."

"So, you do know what we do, right? And for what reason?" Jake asked to which Heeseung replied, "Money and power."

A direct hit, huh Heeseung?

"Yes indeed." mused Jake, thoroughly impressed, "I'm pleased that you know well about us. But tell me, are you not bothered by our selfishness?"

Heeseung looked at him dead in the eye, "We all have reasons, whether or not they are selfish. I think that much is enough to do something."

"Hmmm...", smiled Jake, "Jay did a good job in finding you." Heeseung flushed at the comment, genuinely not used to this level of compliments.

Jay, who was meddling in the corner with some lamp, laughed out right at this. "Awww, little college boy is blushing."

"Oh shut up, Jay." Heeseung said sharply, his face still tainted in red. "Alright, alright." Hummed Jay, the deja vu hitting him hard, "I'll stop. Anyway, you have to meet the others."

"Oh yeah." Shot up Jake, "You must meet the boys before they kill you thinking you're an intruder."

Oh, then he better meet them quickly.

"Guess we should be running then." Heeseung suggested softly. "Yes, yes." Agreed Jay, holding onto Heeseung's back, "Let's rush, then."

And like that, our boy Heeseung, was dragged down the broken down hall to meet up with the others.

They rushed past the lingering broken bricks and the dimming lights studded on the upper part of the walls that were plastered with drooling pale paper.

Pushing past a sturdy oak door, they reached a huge ballroom that was now converted into a living hall. Inside were young boys and teens like him, sitting in all directions.

"Who's this?" Asked a boy with angelic features, almost resembling the greek gods, "Are we to kill him?"

"No,no." Jay waved his hand in the air, "Don't be so violent, Sunghoon. This is our newbie member, Lee Heeseung."

The others oohed and nodded enthusiastically, clapping and screaming in welcome. A couple of 'Hi Heeseung!', 'Hello Heeseung' and 'Who's Heeseung' resonated through the room.

"Hi everyone." He said lightly, smiling at the others in content. Although these boys seemed very normal, from their appearances to the way they greeted him, each of them was a different piece in this gameplay, holding seperate promises, and Heeseung couldn't wait to see them unfold.

Jay leaned towards the other, "You think you'll be okay on your own, darling?" Heeseung nodded at the other, laughing airily, "I think I'll be fine."

"They will be my brothers, after all."

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K bhaiya appearing in drunk dazed is something unexpected.