Chapter 18|The creepy postman at the door

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»I'll go insane someday. How many locations have they set up?!« Yeosang asked extremely annoyed as he stood in front of the front doors of a huge villa and wanted to use the fire from Wonderland to burn it down on the spot. Jongho and Hongjoong stood next to the mint haired boy with similar feelings and Seonghwa sighed in frustration.

»It never seems to end.« he grumbled, putting an arm around Wooyoung's shoulders and leading him towards the front door.

»Shouldn't we see if we can get away first?« Yeosang called after him, but Seonghwa just pointed to the fences that were built around the villa.

»If they're not electrified, I'll eat a broom. So let's go inside.« Rolling his eyes, Yeosang ran after the two, while San and Mingi had started running earlier and were now standing in front of the door with Seonghwa and Wooyoung. When the rest of the group had gathered at the door, Hongjoong stood next to Seonghwa and looked at the large white front door.

»Shall we knock? Or ring the bell?« he asked, and Seonghwa didn't seem quite sure what to do.

»Nah, just let us go inside.« San said, walked over to the door, grabbed the knob and turned it. The door opened and San walked in, followed by the others.

»That's a way, too.« Hongjoong said as they entered a large salon. It all looked very classy and elegant and not at all like the rest of the places they've been to. Even the museum couldn't match this building in terms of elegance. The walls, floor, and pillars that supported everything were of marble, and everything, even the doorknobs and banisters, were trimmed with gold.

»A lot of effort was made here.« Jongho said and Yeosang nodded.

»Yeah, I bet we won't be staying long.« wooyoung raised an eyebrow in confusion.

»How do you know?« Yeosang set down in a chair that was next to a coat rack. He took a deep, satisfied breath and leaned back, relaxed.

»It's comfy in here.« he replied and Wooyoung understood.

»What do we do now?« San asked Hongjoong, who was looking at a painting on the wall that he was pretty sure was of a Halateez. It showed a dark background in the middle of which stood a person in the same outfit the Halateez always wore, under a bright street lamp.

»I would suggest we take a look around first.« he said, turning to San and the others.

»See if we can find something to eat and maybe we should get some rest then. Most of us have been awake for almost twenty-four hours. If not more.« Seonghwa nodded, grabbed Yeosang, pulled him from the chair, and led him up the stairs. The rest of the group split up and went through the doors on either side of the stairs. Wooyoung ran after Hongjoong, who had gone through the door on the left, and looked around in astonishment.

»Everything looks really expensive here.« he said and Hongjoong giggled.

»If every place here was built for us by the Halateez, then everything has been expensive so far.« the older one replied, and Wooyoung was taken aback.

»You mean the Halateez built all this?«

»I'm pretty sure. Or maybe they have more people working for them who build everything.«

»You mean they want us to reach every place they built?« Hongjoong nodded.

»I suppose so.« They arrived at a nice, large dining room, with a table that could seat at least sixteen people.

»But then why are they trying to kill us?« Wooyoung asked confused as Hongjoong walked over to the table. He found an apple in a small fruit bowl, took it and bit into it.

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