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

Chapter 11

The kidnappers placed different colored bottles on three trays. One red, one yellow, one blue, and one green bottle on each.

"Not green for the room of four," the boss snapped at his subordinates. He replaced the green bottle with a purple one, nodding in my direction. "We made a promise to this princess."

I gulped.

"So, my brother is in the room of four?"

"Don't worry, you don't have to serve his room. You will take a tray to the friends you made."

I stared at him, jaw clenched.

"I didn't make any friends. I just need to go back to my life after this. So, don't be surprised if I act like you forced me."

He glanced at me from the corner of his eye, humming slyly.

"Mm... I understand. We are in the same boat. You would get locked up, too, if we got caught. You know that, right?"

Sweat tickled my back. It dripped down my spine.

"No one is going to get caught," I said, hardly hearing my words from the rapid heartbeat that rumbled in my ears.

"True. Now come and get your tray."

On the tray, there were six different colored bottles without a tag or label. The only thing written on them was 300 ml, a little more than one cup. My eyes fixed on the green bottle placed on the right line next to a purple and a black bottle. The green must have been poisonous because they couldn't let Minho drink it. They had removed the green bottle from the tray for his room since they had promised not to hurt him.

I contemplated dropping the tray as I followed a bunch of masked men downstairs, but I couldn't risk angering the boss. He was already suspicious of me.

We were in the windowless room sooner than I knew. I had completely disconnected from the surroundings. I couldn't remember walking through the door. Weird that my legs had successfully carried me there because they felt like jelly.

The air was stuffier than I remembered. I had gotten used to the ventilation upstairs, so the difference felt drastic. It smelled like sweat, blood, and... urine. I guess the kidnappers had brought a bucket for the idols as promised.

"Are you alright?" Bang Chan asked, leaping up from the floor.

They had been sitting together in one corner. San was the only one laying down. He rested his head on Yeosang's lap.

I pressed my lips together, nodding a little.

"I'm fine."

It came out shakier than expected.

Bang Chan eyed my body up and down, stopping at my feet.

"Are you sure?"

Oh... shit. I still wore only one shoe.

The boss clapped his hands.

"Camera is ready. Let's begin!"

He placed a hand on my shoulder.

"As you can see. A pretty waitress came by to bring you drinks." He pointed at the tray like exhibiting a famous piece of art. "The rules are simple. Choose a bottle. And drink it. No throwing up. If you do, I will watch you lick it from the floor. The game ends when you have swallowed every drop." He glanced at San. "And everyone is taking part."

He motioned for me to place the tray on the floor.

As I crouched to place it down, I made eye contact with Yunho. The kidnappers were behind my back, so I formed a "no" with my lips and pointed at the green bottle so discreetly that he most likely didn't notice. What could he even have done with the knowledge? He could have chosen a person to be sacrificed... I had been stupid to even try to warn him. Now he would blame himself if someone else drank the poison.