Technological Terror | kim sunwoo

Chapter 13

"Target detected." With that, a micro missle was shot to destroy me and Sunwoo, the both of us decoupled due to jumping in opposite sides to avoid getting hit. My ears began ringing, my body somewhat stung from the impact and mist scattered across the lobby. I hurriedly composed my position, sprinting to a hallway before the dust was cleared up.

I had not even looked at the sign, I was clueless on where I was going. My heavy stomping steps distressed me even more. "Sunwoo?" I called, an echo presenting itself along with the yell. My breath began hitching, my orbs widening at the sight of staircase. I was exhausted from the sight of endless and hollow white and dimly light hallways. Swiftly, my feet began climbing in a fast pace. "Sunwoo?!" I called once again, gazing behind me and sideways for danger detection. My eyebrows were raised in a sad manner.

I presented myself to a metallic door, to which I continuously twisted for it to let me in. At last, I was located in the laboratory of the factory. I strolled in the sight quietly, looking at all the doll prototypes, which had a missing facial feature most of the time. Chemical solutions were implaced on the counter beside each doll, I furrowed my eyebrows, gazing at the green goo liquid. I shook my head.

My body stiffened at a rustle, to which I immediately inclined down for. My melee weapon was missing and Sunwoo was nowhere to be found, I began to grow to a certain level of anxiety. I approached the steel locker, which was rustling and trembling slightly. I opened the locker in a hurry, to see a face which I wasn't expecting. "Haknyeon?!" I exclaimed, his body trembled, yet he seemed unfazed. "Not the best place for a reunion." He stated, coming out of the locker. "And why do you open the locker like that? You startled me." He grimaced, closing the locker. I folded my arms. "What are you doing here?" I asked, he inched closer to me, placing his index finger on the top of my nose. "Well, what about you?" He asked in a sarcastic tone, I batted my eyelashes a few times for procession, Haknyeon seated himself on the polished hard marble, his back leaning against the locker he was encased in. "Where is Sunwoo?" He asked, his orbs swaying sideways in attempt to get what's behind me. "He is in the lower floors, we were separated due to a sudden attack." I explained, seating myself abreast of him. "Well, that's too bad. What are you going to do now?" He asked once again, a sigh slipped off my lips, my shoulders sinking. "I need to go down there, I need to help him. What if he is surrounded?" I said in distress Haknyeon sneered. "Y/n, what can you hear right now?" He asked, my orbs sways sideway as I focused my audibility. "Nothing? Other than you talking." I answered. "Exactly my point, the case of him being surrounded can't be true so.. He is either hiding like us or..." He whistled on the last part metaphorically. I gasped, widening my eyes before landing my hand on his shoulder in a loud smack. "Don't you ever say that again! He can't be dead, Sunwoo won't die like that. I saw him run away with my own two eyes." I stuck to my point, Haknyeon tittered, mocking me. "Suit yourself."

Haknyeon was awakened by scrambling, he viewed me rapidly going through a drawer, looking for something. "What are you looking for?" He asked, his voice muffled since the rest of his face was still buried in his knees. "This!" I excitedly stated, holding up a pipe screwer. "You're not going down there, are you?" He asked, standing up. "I need to, Sunwoo must be waiting for me down there." I stated sadly, in hopes he would give me a sign that he wasn't destroyed by the machines. "Listen, if you go down there you're dead, there is no wa-" whilst haknyeon was in the midst of his explanation, the door was busted open to the floor from the other side, destructed as it laid on the floor dented. Sunwoo was atop of a machinery, his pipe stuck in the droid's head. Which was swaying in indication that it would fall down soon. Haknyeon hurried to shield himself with the use of the locker door. "Sunwoo!" I exclaimed joyously, viewing how he continuously smashed the sacred parts of the droid's head, not seemingly suffering. In mere seconds, the droid hit the floor, the floor somewhat shook due to the impact, the sound rung throughout the whole laboratory.

I dashed towards the exhausted man, whom presented a peck on my lips at the sight of me. My stomach was flipped upside down, my chest began feeling hollow, and my cheeks were tinted in light red. An unconscious grin painted on my lips. Sunwoo seemed to take note, leering at the sight of me. "What, did you like it? I'm afraid I can't give you more for now. As we are chased down by at least three of what you saw just now." He explained, caressing his fingers through the strands of my hair. "Speaking of that, I could hear you talking with someone while it was heading towards you." Sunwoo leaned down to whisper in my ear, I was thrown back to my senses. "Oh right, Haknyeon is here!" I stated pointing my index towards his hiding place. "Who?" Sunwoo whispered back, somewhat louder. Haknyeon revealed himself, the best shot of his cranky face being displayed for the both of us. "He wasn't really like that until you came back.." I whispered to Sunwoo, whom grimaced at him. "What's my chef doing here?" Sunwoo asked, walking with open arms towards Haknyeon, Haknyeon refused a hug even though Sunwoo wasn't there to embrace him yet. Sunwoo then, turned around and hugged me instead. "What was he doing up there anyway, start a cooking show?" Sunwoo shook his head, his eyes wandering at all the devices scattered around. "He didn't actually answer that, but I don't think it matters." I responded in a whisper, gasping at the sight of devices. "Sunwoo! We should grab one of those for the memory card!" I stated enthusiastically, he patted my back in encouragement. "Took you long enough, grab one and let's head out of here. They'll be here any minute now."