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17: Oven room🔥

Mirae's POV

The three of us entered the Seoul Capital estate. We saw 5 more people who were seated.

We slowly stalled towards the couch and sat closely. Jimin sitting in the middle with Namjoon and I on either sides.

The door of room suddenly closed and I gasped. We exchanged glances with each other when a female voice spoke.

“Someone will be here to escort you shortly.”

We heard the voice and turned to see a shutter behind us. "Maybe she's in there." Jimin said and we nodded.

CLICK!

I turned around to see a rotated digit combination lock emerging from the door.

"Are we supposed to unlock it?" A guy asked and I looked at Namjoon.

"I don't want to play! I don't want to die!" A girl screamed and rushed towards the shutter and started banging on it.

I stood up and walked towards the lock and analysed it. "440-460. Something in between this range." I announced and Namjoon sighed.

“Someone will be here to escort you shortly.”

We stared at the shutter and I frowned. "That's the exact same tone and the exact same speed of saying."

"What do you mean?" A man asked and I looked at him. "There's a lock. Here on the shutter as well. But this one requires a key not a code." The guy said.

My eyes landed on the magazine in front of the coffee table placed in front of us and the number clearly highlighted on it.

"450° Fahrenheit!" I whispered and rushed to the door. I rotated the lock until it clicked on the 450 mark.

We heard noises and turned around to see the chandelier turning into a heating panel.

"Hey, hey! Little girl! Stay away from things and don't touch anything." The man said, yanking me away from the lock.

Namjoon pulled him away from me and glared at him. "Don't touch her as well!"

"Guys, there's a fire extinguisher here! Maybe we can use it to break the shutter." Another girl said.

Namjoon ran to her. He pulled the extinguisher and it came off in a second. He threw it on the ground and furrowed his brows in anger.

"This is plastic!" He snarled and walked over to the shutter. Another loud noise echoed through the room and we turned around to see the walls swapping into a heating panel.

We all started sweating, the temperature of the room increasing.

I slowly walked over to the extinguisher and analysed it. The knob of the extinguisher.

It's strange.

I tried to pull it and gasped when I realised that it was a key. "Guys, I found a key!"

"Now there girl! Stay away! Don't touch things!" The man warned but Namjoon took the key from my hand.

"Atleast she found the key!" He barked and inserted the key in the lock. Thankfully, it unlocked and he pulled the shutter up.

Our eyes widened to see a robot holding the phone in its hands.

“Someone will be here to escort you shortly.”

The girl stumbled back and collapsed in front of the table. "No! There's no hint! Nothing! We are trapped! Why?"

I tried to hold her but noticed the four circles on the table where the four glasses were placed. "We can think of why we are trapped later!" I said.

"Jimin, come here! We need to survive these games first!" I commanded and he followed. "Remove the glasses and press your palms on these two circles."

He obeyed and so did I in the other side. A door opened but it wasn't the main door. More like a vent.

"Damn, Mirae! You're good!" Namjoon said and jumped into the vent. "I'm going to check if it's clear. Then, I'll call out."

I tried to pull my hand up but the vent door closed. I put my hand over the circle again, the door opened.

"Hey, I need you to put your hands over here." I asked the girl and she nodded. She replaced my position.

I quickly took the glasses and then spotted the water dispenser at the far corner of the room.

"Help me fill these glasses," I said and filled the glass, holding the knob of the water dispenser with the other one.

The man and the girl helped me while we heard Namjoon's voice. "Let's escape. It opens to the street."

I slowly walked over to the table and Jimin removed his hand, the glass of water replacing his hand pressure in the circle.

The man and the girl came back while Jimin carried the last glass and placed it on the circle. The fire started emitting from the ceiling.

The two girls stood and jumped towards the vent. Jimin followed them. I was about to jump but the man pushed me and jumped.

"Mirae!" I heard Jimin's voice and stood up. I reached the vent and jumped into it. It was a tunnel.

My breathing was unsteady when I saw that the man was struggling to breathe. I crawled forward.

"Mirae! Climb over him!" Jimin screamed and I obeyed. I hovered over him and with heavy breaths I moved forward.

I crawled and looked at the bright light where Jimin was extending his hand to me.

I looked back at the man who was coughing vigorously. I extended my hand to him. "Hold it."

He looked at me weakly before reaching out but then I noticed the fire in the vent tunnel.

My eyes widened and I moved my hand more to reach him when my body was pulled back by a huge force.

And as if everything happened in a slow motion, I fell on Namjoon, gripping my waist and the fire erupted right in front of my eyes.

The body of the man turned into ashes right in front of me as Jimin shut back the door.

"What the fuck were your thinking, Mirae?"

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