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{39} [alarm]

Johnny immediately pulls his gun from his belt as Yuta rushes over, picking Jisung up. "Come on." He shouts over the alarm, walking ahead of us as Sungchan keeps grip of my shoulder. He takes us through the door while holding onto his gun and opens another door, a small room with nothing but a couch in it. "Stay here, don't go anywhere."

"What is that?" I ask, there wasn't an alarm on this room, there wasn't even an air vent, literally just a couch.

"That alarm only go's off if someone's triggered it by climbing through the vents. This is the only room in the house without a vent, that's why they put us in here." Sungchan lifts up a floorboard in the corner, pulling out a gun and some buckets and loading then.

Jisung started freaking out and crouched in the corner, covering his ears and shaking back and fourth. "Go to him." He looks behind us.

I walk to Jisung, kneeling beside him as he puts his head in my lap. Why would someone be dumb enough to enter the vents, full rightly knowing most of them are home, they're asking for a death wish.

He holds my hand tightly, squinting his eyes shut. "They've got this handled." I rub his shoulders, i freaking hope they have this handled.

"It's Taeyong, i'm coming in." A loud knock on the door echoes through the small empty room.

The door opens and Taeyong walks in, closing the door after him and looking toward me immediately. "You are not in any shape to shoot someone." He takes the gun off Sungchan, putting it back under the floorboard.

"Had to protect them somehow." He walks over, Jisung still not looking up. I don't think he liked the loud noise.

"Let me worry about that. Jisung." He walks over, Jisungs eyes opening slowly but instead of allowing Taeyong to comfort him, he pushes him back.

"No dont touch me. Don't touch me." He cries, pushing back into me accidentally and causing me to cough, he's quite heavy compare to me.

"Jisung." Sungchan pulls him up from me, realising he hurt me. "Jisung you're fine."

"No... No." Jisung looks around, this room looks familiar to the one we were kept at. "No."

"Jisung we're all good, i promise." I walk him over to the couch, he takes a second to regather his thoughts and realise that he was okay and he just started balling into my shoulder. I feel so bad for the kid.

Taeyong was staring at us for a while, Sungchan sitting on the ground as he held us rib until the door open, Taeyong snaps out of his daydream and frowns as he clocks his gun back.

I didn't want to look, but i found myself looking as some random guy walked in, before he even got the chance to raise his gun, Taeyong elbowed him in the face, shooting him in the knee.

That's when i looked away, covering Jisung so he didn't see what happened, "I'll be back in a minute, lock the door." He throws the gun to Sungchan, closing the door as he drags the body away.

"Seoyeon, i can't." He coughs, "My ribs don't feel right."

I let go of Jisung, locking the door and walking over to Sungchan, "Lift your shirt up." I grab the gun, shoving it in the band of my pockets.

He lifts his shirt up and i could see where his rib was out of place, a bruise already starting to form. "What'd you do?" I don't really know how to help him here.

A twist at the door handle caused us all to go quiet. I grab the gun, literally petrified. "Its Doyoung why isn't this open?" He twists again.

I get up and open the door, Doyoung walking in as Hendery stood outside the room. "Taeyong said you're hurt." He looks at me.