Phantom City. | Yang Jungwon x Reader

23: Trapped.

As my eyes opened again, I knew I wasn't at the church nor that I was with Jay and Jungwon. Maybe they just couldn't do anything about this anymore. I mean, look at what just happened. My brother was taken away from me and now, Sunghoon's stuck in the same situation. God, it felt so cold here... to have no one by my side.

Oh, my god... I just hope Jungwon isn't blaming himself for everything that happened. It wasn't his fault.

I chose to do this.

I tried to get up from the dusty floor only to realize that I was wrapped in straps with buckles. God, I felt like I was an insane person. Well, isn't insanity close to what I'm feeling right now? It's almost comedic to think that I'll ever get out of here.

I sat up, struggling to balance myself already as I tried my best to just stand on both my feet. I started to look around the room I was put in. No windows, no seats, no tables, no cabinets... Like I was trapped inside a room covered in dust while the metal walls were already lined with brown rust. There was a dim lamp above me though.

Maybe the androids felt "too inhumane" when they put me in a dark room as if they were doing me a favor.

Maybe it would've been better if I was left for dead.

Suddenly, I heard the door behind me creak open. I didn't even know there was a door here until I saw a thin ray of light making its way on the dusty floor. I even noticed how dirty my feet were already as the white cloth I wore was dusted with grayish remnants of whatever happened here. God, I'm so fucking pathetic. I fucking hate this.

I turned around to see the door opening wider as I thought to myself if I should check what was happening outside. Goddamn, I don't even know this place well but I'll have to at least hold on to whatever's going to keep me alive. I don't even have a single idea why this door is opening... Who the hell is opening the door for me?

But since time is running out, there's no time for me to ask myself questions that I don't even know the answers to.

I made my way outside to notice that I was probably staying on the middle floor. There were staircases everywhere but most were already getting replaced with different sets of metals. Maybe that's one of the reasons why there were still so many innocent people getting some parts of their bodies replaced because there was so much metal here.

Maybe that mad scientist thought of it as an improvement for human life but god, he's taking humanity out from us, the citizens who were content living normally with emotions or even an existing pulse in our arms.

As I walked toward the right path, I could feel the icy temperature run down my bones as if I was in the middle of lifelessness and nothingness. I hugged my own waist as if I wasn't prevented from moving, trembling at the coldness. The white cloth that covered my body was similar to a hospital gown, thin yet stiff. Of course, it didn't do anything to make me feel secure. I felt exposed.

I felt like a lab rat, trying to find its way out of the glass chamber that held them back from freedom.

The silence haunted me. There was no voice for me to listen to. Not even a smile was there for me to laugh with. Just the dark truth... It was just the dark truth that surrounded me.

Then, I heard footsteps.

I was hesitant to turn around at first as I kept my focus on the path, trying to learn about the new world. I've seemed like I've given up. Maybe I did give up on trying to break free from this controlling society but I'd rather feel alive instead of admitting that this is wrong... It's hard for me to do that since it was true.