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𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞

June 7, 2023

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"We're the ones who belong to the mafia," he said, and there was so much coldness in his voice that it sent a shiver down Mingi's spine.

"We? That means you too?" Yunho nodded and he broke eye contact. Mingi's breath caught...

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"I don't understand it. How can you be in the police at the same time?" Yunho cut Mingi off. "It's just a cover." Mingi tilted his head in confusion and couldn't help but grin inwardly.
"Why would someone from the mafia work for the police of all places?" Yunho looked at him seriously, his face looking very tense. "Why not? Why do you think the police have never caught us or how we can always be one step ahead of them?"

Mingi was perplexed. He had no idea what to feel or think about the whole thing. He folded his arms after a while and exhaled deeply to get his chaotic thoughts under control. Yunho continued to stare at him silently. "Okay then, explain to me what this was all about, with the man who got into my car of all things, with the whole chase, with the hiding, with the death of Benjamin and Jeongin. Just everything."

Mingi looked at Yunho expectantly. Yunho sighed, then finally took his penetrating gaze off Mingi and walked across the room. "You already know too much," he muttered. Mingi couldn't suppress a sarcastic laugh and walked after Yunho. "I know too much? I don't know anything. Nothing about you or about these strange people in this house. I want answers."

When Yunho realized that Mingi was standing close behind him, he turned around. But as always, he remained silent. Mingi didn't understand what his problem was. Now that Mingi knew he was one of those people, why couldn't he just tell him everything. "Okay then, I'll go and tell the world that you're not really a policeman." Mingi turned away, but as expected, Yunho stopped him and grabbed him roughly by the arm. To Mingi's surprise, however, his expression darkened.

"You're not going anywhere," he said. Mingi tried in vain to free himself from his tight grip. "Let me go." he said angrily. Yunho seemed to ignore him and pulled him towards the door of the room. "What are you doing?" Mingi complained as they walked down the corridor to the last door of the hallway. Mingi tried to fight back, but Yunho was much stronger than he looked. He opened the door and pulled Mingi into the room. The door slammed shut again behind them.

Mingi stumbled backwards when Yunho suddenly let go of him. When he had caught himself again, he looked around the room. It was a small, plain room. There was a huge bed against the far wall, with a window above it that was darkened with dark curtains. There was a small wardrobe on the right side and a table with a chair next to it. The walls were dark, undecorated and, like the rest of the room, looked lifeless.

"Welcome to your room." Mingi turned to Yunho, not understanding what he meant. "My room?" Yunho nodded. "You'll stay here," he said. "What no, I want to go home..." Mingi said, but Yunho turned around ignorantly and faster than Mingi could look, he disappeared from the room and the door closed. Not a second later, Mingi heard the door being locked. He immediately ran to it and shook it, but it wouldn't open. "Hello!" he shouted hysterically and banged on it, but it remained silent. Yunho had seriously locked him in.

After minutes of shouting and banging, Mingi finally gave up. Frustrated, he tossed his hair and let out a strangled scream. He was locked in a room, in a house with some crazy people who were killing people and worst of all, he had nothing with him. Not even a phone.

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After a while, struggling with his despair, Mingi walked to the window and pulled the curtains apart. Bright light came towards him and after his eyes had adjusted to the light, he saw a huge garden bordering the house. It wasn't much of a garden, just a large meadow and a few trees. In the distance, Mingi recognized forests upon forests. Mingi lowered his head to the windowsill in despair. He was lost. He would never get out of here.