ᴘᴀʀᴀɴᴏɪᴀ | ꜱᴋᴢ

fear.

Jisung's head started throbbing in pain when he saw the picture Hyunjin had drawn. He had never seen this being in the drawing before, or heard about anything like it. Yet something felt very off to him, and he almost fell over from the unusual headache he was experiencing. He looked into the eyes of the being once again, and heard a whisper in his ear.

"Are you afraid..?"

Jisung jumped in fear and quickly looked all around to see who was teasing him by saying that. "Who said that? It's not funny! I'm really scared here!" Jisung exclaimed, his voice wavering from anxiousness and a bit of anger from him thinking one of his friends were joking around with him and not caring that it scared him. 

"Nobody even said anything..are you and Seungmin both hearing voices or something today?" Jeongin asked him. Even though he thought what he said didn't really mean much, Seungmin on the other hand, realized Jeongin may have said something somewhat vital to the problem in right in front of them. "Hold on, what exactly did you hear?" Seungmin questioned him wishing what Jisung heard just now could be connected to what he had heard right after Minho had left the room earlier.

"I heard someone ask 'Are you afraid?'. But honestly who said it..was it you Felix?" he responded as he was still trying to get over the last of his headache. "Nope I didn't say anything, I was focused on Hyunjin's drawing during the time you heard that so I wouldn't know." Felix answered.

"Oh ok then, I was wondering if what you heard could have any connection to what I heard, but I guess maybe not.." Seungmin wasn't entirely sure if the whispers were connected in any way, but didn't want to jump to conclusions right away. 

"Maybe we should just all calm down and deal with it tomorrow, just at least until we know that Minho is doing fine." Felix suggested, getting up from the chair he was sitting on.

"Yeah that seems like a good idea..I'm sure Minho will probably be just fine..and we won't even have to worry anymore." Hyunjin murmured to himself in order to calm himself down, but didn't realize he was talking loud enough for everyone else to hear and think he was agreeing with Felix's idea. He walked out of the room holding his drawing close to him so the attention could be taken away from it slightly.

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Minho had woken up, finding himself lying in his bed even though he was fell asleep on the floor, yet not questioning why or how he got there. He slowly opened his eyes, rubbing them to see better. He took a glance at the walls and ground making his surroundings, and walked over to the small mirror hanging over the desk he had in the corner of his room.

Minho took a good look at himself in that mirror, amazed at how healthy and in good shape his new host was.

"Wow, this may work out easier than I thought it would....you know what your goal is."

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Nighttime had fallen, leaving just the light displaying from Seungmin's phone on as he swiped through videos to watch in his room. He still felt very unsettled by the events that had happened earlier with Minho and the whispers both he and Jisung had experienced, feeling paranoid still thinking he wasn't alone he was constantly taking out one of his headphones to make sure something wasn't happening that he had to be involved in. 

He thought he kept hearing commotion coming from one of his friend's room but decided to ignore it until he heard a muffled scream from Jisung's room. Both of them had their doors closed, but the sound was too great to not be audible. 

-a few mins earlier-

Minho laid his hand on the handle of his door and quietly opened it and walked out. Even in the dark, dimly lit halls of the second floor, you would still be able to see the morbid expression on his face topped with a sickening grin. He made his way to Jisung's door, peeking through the crack of the slightly opened door to see if he was asleep or not. Fortunately for Minho, he was sound asleep completely unaware of what would happen in reality.

Minho stood right next to him and didn't make any sound. He kneeled down to see his face better, and planned to make his move. 

Was this really Minho who stood in the room though? If not, then...what was it.

He was no longer the person that everyone loved and enjoyed having around.

but..what is he?

w h a t ?

He placed his hand on Jisung's mouth to soundproof his screams, and he had woken up. Minho whispered in his ear before continuing.

"Sleep tight." 

Jisung screamed as loud as he possibly could, but he thought not a single soul could hear him. In his mind, he was panicking and endlessly trying to awaken himself as he felt his limbs go dead. He drifted off to sleep once again still aware of what happened. The relaxing dreamland he was in before immediately shifted into a dark and vast abyss that not even a shine of light would pass through. He took a few steps in the darkness, and appeared in front of him was a surgical bed with a thick, tall lamp shining down on it, as if an operation was about to be preformed.

With no warning, he was pushed onto the bed and was strapped down by a being he didn't recognize. This was one of his worst fears he never brought up to anyone. He felt his stomach drop when he saw the blood stained surgeon tools sitting on the table next to him and the being reaching for them.

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Seungmin ran out of his room when he heard the gut-wrenching scream Jisung had made and opened his door to see what was going on. Jisung's door made a slight creak as he opened it. Minho snapped his head to the doorway so fast you could hear the small crack of bones.

Seungmin closed the door shut after he saw what he'd never thought he see in his life.