One Way Or Another | Sansang

- Can't hide -

Yeosang sighed, getting out of his bed; rubbing his ankles from the chains that were on. The pain was minimum, but he was literally dying to get out of here before you know who shows up but would he be able too? He doesn't even know the layout of the house, so how would it work? He stood up slowly and stretched as he yawned, still tired but he knows he wouldn't have time to take a nice lil nap. He began walking but underneath his feet the floor boards creaked, how would he make a run for it if the floor is gonna give him away? He stood still before taking a deep breath, before walking again this time slowly and now he ended up in the hallway..looking left and right. All he could see was long hallways, each side two doors on it. He had to choose which side to go down but he froze in place when he heard footsteps downstairs, he gulped; taking a deep breath trying not to panic. The footsteps going louder as if the person walking was just stomping and stomping, but when he heard something echo throughout the house. He didn't know what it could be or who it was in the house with him, but whatever knocked down. He wanted to leave the house, he didn't care if he forgot anything.

That's when he kept debating if he should walk around the house to find the exit or stay in the room and find a spot to hide, therefore call the police or something. But where was his phone? He took a few steps back into the room he was in, searching for his phone..but he couldn't find it. What if it was still in his hotel room? what if the person who took him smashed it? "Oh fuck this, I can do this. Get it together yeosang." Yeosang mumbled to himself. He ran out of the room very slowly and went right to another room, opening the door closing it very quickly but not too fast to make any sound of it or the floor creaking underneath it. Since he was on the right side he had to be very carefully and quiet, but the sounds from downstairs stopped..who knows what that was that stopped but did it leave? it is coming close to yeosang? 

He scattered in the room, finding nothing while looking. Just torn up pictures and picture frames followed by broken glass that was all he could find in the room as well as broken and worn out things. This house was gonna drive yeosang insane but since he went on his right side and saw only another door leading somewhere he decided maybe that would lead to downstairs and he wouldn't have to go back, he listened heavily for more sounds but heard nothing at all.
he went to the door, luckily for him if he wanted to make sure just in case no one else was up here, he could just peak through a small hole in the door. even if the house was in poor condition he could still lock some doors, but it wouldn't do much. Just then, the footsteps coming up to the level he was can be heard as it was echoing throughout the hallway.

He hid in the corner of the room, right behind the door..if someone opened it they wouldn't see him unless they were smart enough and checked exactly behind the door but would they? Are they smart or dumb? but since it's you know who we're talking about, they most likely would. But it was too late to move since the footsteps grew closer and close. His ears snapped in, locking in for any noises, anything weird or unusual. He heard the door opening from the room he was in but with an loud slam coming from the door and a growl followed by it, followed with an angry filled voice echoing throughout the house, he knew right there and then. He was being hunted. 

"Where are you? Sangieeee! now since you're probably somewhere in here, hiding from me...you're gonna get it worse than I planned~" 

Yeosang gulped, mumbling to himself. "We'll see about that. I'm tired of your games San." He heard the footsteps fade away to the left, which was making him wonder if he was actually gone or not. But this made him question everything is San messing around with him trying to catch him in a trap or not? But with the sound of footsteps going downstairs, he knew San was stupid to go down and check; how silly of him hm? But was it gonna be that easy escaping San? He took a deep breath and rushed out of the room when the footsteps were below underneath him, in the room below. He ran to the door beside the room next to him but it was heavily jammed, stuck. Wouldn't budge a muscle, but the with the voice echoing throughout the house calling his name; he had one thing to do, which was either kick down the door or just surrender himself but he came too far to do that. "Sangieee~ I hear you baby! Why are you running from me? You know I just missed you...you're hurting me sangie! You hear that?!" The anger you could hear mixed with nothing but gaslighting ticked yeosang off a bit. He broke the door down, slamming his whole body weight into it, it only budged a slight bit until he gained another courage to kick the door down.

He finally broke down the door, he ran into the room; seeing the window in the room half way broken. That's when an idea so quick and easy came to mind, what if he broke more of it to make it look like he jumped out of the room; he didn't have much time as the footsteps were now getting faster and closer to him, he had to decide; to actually jump out of the floor or pretend so he can sneak out slowly from the back. But the chains around his ankles made his legs hurt a lot, he was in more pain since he was up and moving. what was he going to do? He wouldn't have much time to actually jump would he? No time to run either, San was very close almost too close you could smell death around. That's how bad it was.

Yeosang made up his mind to pretend he did, picking up a board and throwing it at the window; the glass shattered as it landed outside, but since the other windows were boarded and he couldn't tell where he was. He took a quick look out; in the middle of nowhere, but he could see a road so far away. He would have time to make it right? Would he even escape? Would San even allow it? San would fall for it, right? Or not.. it all depends, yeosang quickly dive into the closet next to the window almost. The footsteps ended as he could see San's shadow, San was walking closer and closer to the window, yeosang looked at him but was hidden well; blending in almost. San was wearing doc martens, very black ones in fact. In his baggy black jeans, that were almost ripped to death at the bottom and were his knee was, his hands were wrapped in a medical way as he was holding what appears to be an knife in the other. But yeosang could barely see, that's where he started to connect the dots. 

San stood there, moving no muscle until the firm grip on the knife was tighter and you could hear underneath his breath; how the anger in the voice was very huge now. "Kang yeosang, i will find you and kill you. that's it." but little did he know yeosang was right by him. San turned back and the footsteps faded slowly but surely, yeosang stayed in the closet until he decided to get out slowly. He stayed there for about five minutes, he was closer to the door he saw at the end of the hallway. he couldn't believe he was able to fool Choi San, someone who was very..i don't know very mysterious.