Deja Vu // Ateez

Sixteen

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Yunho huffed loudly since his mouth was still covered by the piece of cloth wrapped around his head.

They didn't cover his eyes like the others, but instead thought it was a good idea to cover his mouth because while they were being dragged away, Yunho didn't seem to understand the 'no talking' rule from the Surge soldiers .

When they finally landed, they were dragged out one by one, and Yunho turned to the side to see Seonghwa and Yeosang being dragged out, then his eyes fell on Jongho who looked sickly pale.

Wooyoung let out a sob next to him and tried to break free from the grip.

It didn't work.

They just added more people to hold Wooyoung back. Yunho kept his eyes on Jongho until another body was being carried out.

San was thrown over a bodybuilder's shoulder, his arms hanging low as some blood dripped from it.

Now it was Yunho's turn to try and throw the men off of him.

Getting to his best friends clouded his mind and he yanked one arm free, ripping the cloth off, then throwing a hard punch straight into Woojin's nose, a loud crack following the action.

"San! Jongho!" He shouted. "Let go of me!!" He roared, he was so close to getting his other arm free right as he was toppled to the ground.

"Stop struggling so you won't get hurt!"

"Just wait until I get my hands on you!" Yunho argued back.

"Take them to the cells." Yuri stood in front of Yunho who sent a deadly glare while she looked down at him.

"Bitch."

When San woke up, he eyes hurt from the brightness that engulfed his eyesight. Soon his eyes adjusted, and that's when he noticed he was being dragged down a too clean white hallway.

He struggled to look around, the pain radiating through his body tempered with his strength.

"W-Where-." He croaked out.

One of the two males that were dragging him looked down for a split second before looking back up.

San entered a bigger white room with a chair sitting in the middle of it. The chair was covered in light blue cushioning, long brown straps hung from the sides, and two metal trays were placed on either side of the chair with multiple syringes filled with a neon green liquid sucked inside them.

San was lifted up and placed in the chair, the brown straps laid across his chest, lap, and ankles a little too tight.

San turned his head to the side when he heard footsteps coming close. He looked up and met eyes with a male in a white lab coat with scrubs underneath.

He male smiled at him. "Hi San, my name is Doctor. Lee and I'm going to just run some tests, just to make sure you are well and healthy."

Even though San was somewhat out of it, he still pinched his eyebrows today. "T-Tests?"

Dr. Lee nodded and kept that sweet smile on his face.