Ashes Of A Body

4

Woozi's head hurt. He was way too warm and cold sweat was running down his back. There was some kind of cloth covering his eyes and tape was wrapped around his head over his mouth. 

These people clearly did not want him to make any noise or see something he shouldn't. 

His whole world shifted. Woozi felt as if he was hanging upside down. Something pointy was poking uncomfortably in his stomach. 

He groaned and shifted to try and move it somehow. 

Someone was talking to him. He felt disoriented as he didn't know where it came from. It sounded like it came from under him. 

Sound sounded like it came from under water, a weird concept. Woozi's brain didn't understand anything anymore. He didn't remember anything. He didn't know anything. 

The person under him shifted and Woozi made harsh contact with the ground. 

"Tie him up," a male voice said. 

A hand grabbed Woozi's hair and pulled him up. Woozi tried to get his legs under him but he was too late. His knees scraping over the floor, creating nasty blisters. Half dragged he was sat in a chair. 

"Be careful, please," someone begged. 

As Woozi's ears tuned back in he began to hear more noise. He heard people softly whispering to each other, clothes rustling and a harsh banging coming from afar. 

Someone untied his hands - who had been tied at his front - and tied them to the chair. His feet were tied to the chair too. 

"Shut up," a deep voice snapped at the begger. 

Thick fingers grabbed at the tape around his face and jerked it right off in one movement. 

Woozi's face scrunched up in pain and he whimpered. He felt pathetic as he was manhandled. 

The cloth in front of his eyes were removed too. It took a while for Woozi to finally have the courage to open his eyes. 

The light was hurting his head and everything was blurry. 

Woozi tried desperately not to panic as he looked around. 

They were in some kind of a basement. A crappy sink sat in the corner - he doubted it worked. And a collapsed sofa stood in the corner. 

There were about five people in the room with them, whispering secretly to each other. Occasionally shooting glances at them. 

Next to him sat Seungkwan, looking worried at him. The younger had a look of panic and worry on his face. His hair was messed up and there were tearstreaks on his face. 

Woozi also saw two other chairs behind Seungkwan. They were empty, but some rope layed beside it. As if they weren't going to be empty very soon. 

"Seungkwan?" He asked in confusion. He didn't panic, not completely. He wasn't one for that. But he was concerned. He was concerned about how easy it had been for them to be kidnapped. All four of them could fight, keep their cool. And they had been trained incase of a kidnapping. 

He didn't understand how this could have happened. 

Apparently Seungkwan saw his confusion. "They drugged us way before they took us," he whispered. 

"What?" 

Seungkwan nodded his head towards the people still standing in the room. 

"One of them was talking about it. They put something mild in the vents, which made us woozy."