Everything was dark. Not a single light was on to illuminate the area around the black-haired boy with the mole under his left eye. He was shivering from the cold surrounding him. Shivering, he wrapped his arms around himself and rubbed his hands over the skin of his forearms. Where was he? What was going on here? Wooyoung looked around nervously, hoping to see something, but nothing. Everything around him was just pitch black and impossible to see. Shivering, Wooyoung took a step forward, but then he bumped into something hard that prevented him from moving any further.
»What the-« the raven-haired felt around nervously. He was surrounded by smooth, cold walls. There was just enough space for him to take a step in any direction and there was a barrier above him too.
»Damn... HELP!! HONGJOONG HYUNG!!! SEONGHWA HYUNG!!!« he shouted, hoping his friends would hear him, but it was no use. Nobody answered. Nothing could be heard in the area except his own voice. Scared and confused by this situation, he tried to hit the wall in front of him. It felt like glass, so he hoped it would shatter if he kicked and punched at it, but no matter how many times he punched, punched, and kicked the wall in front of him, nothing happened. He ran a hand through his hair in desperation.
»Shit, what should i do?» At that moment the light suddenly went on around him. Blinded by the suddenly lit room around him, he covered his eyes with his hands and looked down at the floor.
»Fuck!« he rubbed his eyes and narrowed them slightly before taking his hands away and looking around. Startled, he stopped. It felt like his blood ran cold as he recognized his situation and saw what lay ahead. He was in a big white room, locked in a glass box like Yeosang used to be, and in front of him his friends were spread out on the floor.
»Guys!!!« Wooyoung went to the glass and looked worriedly at his friends. They just lay there and didn't move. Wooyoung couldn't even tell if they were breathing at all. As he took a closer look, a horrible shiver ran down his body. Yeosang, who was lying right at Wooyoung's feet in front of the glass case, had very blue lips and his eyes were slightly open. Seonghwa, who was lying next to Yeosang, was pale and his leg looked terrible. His entire lower leg had turned blue and looked anything but healthy. Jongho and Yunho both lay next to each other a little further away. They both bled. Jongho on the leg and Yunho on his head. Hongjoong leaned against the wall with his eyes closed. His lips were also dark blue like Yeosang's and the strangulation mark on his neck was as obvious as the first day, if not worse. Mingi was lying next to Hongjoong with severe burns and in front of him was San. The blond was bleeding from his arm and head. He was covered in dirt and dust and he didn't seem to be breathing either, as was the rest of the group. Wooyoung covered his mouth in shock and sobbed. That just could not be the case! Why did this happen!!? Crying, he fell to his knees and looked at his dead friends. Could he have prevented it? There had to be something he could have done to keep his friends safe. As a figure dressed in black approached the black-haired man in the glass case, Wooyoung looked up in shock and backed away. A Halateez - his double - stood in front of him and looked at him sadly. Wooyoung whimpered.
»What do you want...?« he asked desperately. The Halateez placed his hand against the cold pane of glass and made eye contact with the black-haired one.
»I wanna sa-«
»Wooyoung!« the black-haired one jumped when he felt someone shake his shoulder. From the shock he fell off the seat of the train car and landed hard on the ground.
»Ouch!«
»Wooyoung, are you okay?« Recognizing the other's voice, he looked up and breathed out a sigh of relief. It was San. The blond boy knelt in front of the younger one with a worried look on his face and gently stroked his hair. It had been a dream. All just a dream.

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FanficATEEZ fanfiction [VIOLENCE, CURSE WORDS, A GLIMPSE OF BOYSLOVE!! DON'T LIKE IT, DON'T READ IT] I apologize for my english in advance. It's not my native language _____________________________________ Eight Boys wake up in the middle of nowhere, not...