Sasaeng Sister [In big roles: Sunghoon, Lee Know, skz, Ateez, Jungkook]

Chapter 8

When the door opened, it looked as though heaven waited on the other side. I squinted, yet still couldn't see anything from the blinding light.

Gradually I made out four black figures.

They rolled a spotlight into the room.

One man carried a camera stand.

"What the f-," Yunho muttered beside me.

He took a step toward the door, probably to bolt.

Yunho's escape plan was ruined because more kidnappers came in, wearing all black. Faces covered, the men seemed separate from the real world, as if they weren't people at all.

Three of the masked men carried guns. One pistol. Two rifles. They pointed them at Yunho, who quickly backed away from the door.

One of the kidnappers snatched the belt from his hand. The buckle nicked Yunho's fingers as it slid from his grasp.

"Aish..." he hissed, shaking the hurt hand.

"Get in line!" a kidnapper ordered. "I see most of you have saved our time."

He pulled off the bag Yeosang was still wearing and harshly cut the tape that fettered his hands.

"I SAID GET IN LINE!" the man shouted.

I rushed towards the other side of the room where the Stray Kids members already stood side by side. The Ateez members also dashed in that direction. San and Yeosang bumped into each other, blocking my way. I was just about to bypass them when one of the kidnappers pulled me back. They yanked my shirt so hard that the collar choked me.

"I told you there was a girl," one of the men said.

"Shut up. That's pointless now," another grunted.

The man with a pistol strode toward me and pressed his gun to my head.

No...

God, please no.

I took back my previous thoughts. I didn't want to see my mom that badly. Not yet.

The Ateez and Stray Kids members stared at me in sheer panic. Bang Chan stood out of the line, hands extended, like attempting to tame a wild animal.

"Let's talk about this first," he said.

"There's nothing to talk about. You do whatever we tell you to do, or I will shoot her," the man said, pulling me closer to his chest. He bent his arm around my throat and pushed the gun to my temple so aggressively that my head tilted to the opposite side.

"You will play a fun little game in pairs. One of you will stand against the wall surrounded by balloons, and the other one of you will throw darts from this line until all the balloons burst."

The man drew a white wobbly line with a chalk pen.

Yeosang had been right. They didn't JUST want to kill us. They wanted to play with us first. These people were maniacs.

Hyunjin sweated just seeing the pink, purple, and white balloons. He wiped his forehead, whole body shaking. There was no way Hyunjin would have hit any balloons in his terror-stricken state so that job fell on Felix.

Felix's hand trembled as he received the sharp and heavy darts.

I dreaded to look. Hyunjin and Felix shouldn't have been paired up in the first place.

"I'll be careful," Felix said, but his voice quavered.

The sickest part of this all was that the kidnappers filmed it. A couple of masked men set up the camera and directed the spotlight to the petrified idols.