𝐕𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧 | 𝐇𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠 ✔

8

Jisung was on the brink of breaking down in frustration when he couldn't get the chains off no matter what he tried. Of course, prying open the chain with his bare strength was useless, so he tried another approach. He tried searching the bathroom for any useful objects, but he didn't find anything.

He didn't know how long he has been trying to escape. He had to guess around a day or two. The isolation was killing him and he hated being caged and kept away from other people even though they were villains. Jisung just wanted to get out of here and return home. He felt like another person was living inside his mind and that was who he talked with for most of the days here.

Jisung was tempted to break or twist his ankles out of place so he could slip the chain off, but he knew he wouldn't be able to run away after that. Jisung gave up escaping shortly after thinking about all his plans to attempt to escape. When he thought them all through and noticed how all of them only made him end up in an even worse situation, he shook them off and gave up.

Jisung grew bored very quickly. He had nothing to do besides sleep and think. The male who would bring him food and water every day would never stop to make conversation. It wasn't like Jisung wanted to have a conversation, but he felt as though he needed it to stay sane even though it hasn't been that long in imprisonment.

Jisung's attention went towards the white door when it was opened up by the man he was least expecting to see at the moment. Jisung shivered and wrapped his body with the blanket tighter when the temperature dropped drastically. He didn't know how to feel when he saw a familiar hooded figure covered in his ripped robe entering his cell.

The hostage didn't know how to react, so he just sat there with only his head poking out from the blanket as he stared at the mysterious figure with big doe eyes, looking innocent and confused by the reaper's arrival which he recalled whose name was Chan.

"Ugh... Hello?" Jisung hesitantly greeted when the reaper stood there, observing him under his hood which hid his face completely.

"What is your name?" The reaper questioned with the same lifeless voice he had always talked with.

"Why do you need my name?" Jisung responded with a bit more confidence and a hint of suspicion.

"So I don't have to call you prisoner. I would prefer to address you by your name when I ask you some questions," he answered with no aggression or aggravation.

"Oh... Well, my name is Jisung," Jisung answered, making sure not to give out his full name or a fake name since he knows that this guy did have some lie detector power.

"Hm. Well, Jisung, I would like to ask you this," the reaper started, his hand moving to collect something under his robe. Jisung didn't know how to feel when he noticed a glimpse of his hand which was veiny and covered in metal rings. "Is this Moral?"

Jisung heart dropped when he pulled out a small picture to reveal it to him. It was a small picture that could have fitted inside a wallet to carry around. It was a small picture of Minho kneeling to pet Doongie. It was taken a few months ago when Minho managed to come home since another hero took his day to patrol for him. Jisung's lips formed a frown until he pursed his lips for a split second, not knowing if he should be honest or not.

"I will take that as a yes then. This man was in many photos with you inside your house. Since we were able to hack the Hero's Organization and find out Moral's common information, we were able to find out the secret home he would retire to after working as a hero only to find you there. It would only make sense that this man is indeed Moral. His name is Lee Minho. Am I correct?" The reaper went on, putting the small photo away.