Monster's Labyrinth ~ Hyunlix

>42<

(Silhouette • Pastel Ghost)

"We need to pull out the chip." Changbin concluded. The group hesitated. The man did betray them, but could it have been against his will?

"Move." Minho said, who was standing at the back of the group. He bravely walked to the group, over to the now crying Seungmin and kneeling Changbin.

"Help me pin him down." He said surprisingly calmly.
"Are you sure you want to do it?" Jisung rushed over.
"I've done that other guy too, so it makes more than sense for me to 'free' Seungmin too." Minho concluded. He bit his lip. "And I also want to see him suffer for pulling us in this shit." Minho hissed through clenched teeth. "Not for too long though, just as much as he deserves."

"Well this shit might be your god damn escape." Chan spoke up. All eyes were on him at once. He was still holding Jeongin, who was in some type of shocked state, clinging onto Chan's lab coat like a lifeline. Felix's mouth fell open.

"You think?" He asked. Oh, the thought only! The thought of them being able to escape without having to kill each other off!
But it was too good to be true. It had to be. Of course it was.

Right?

"How do you know for certain? For all we know this is just another wicked game you made up for us." He asked suspiciously. Chan nodded, and looked down at Jeongin, who had hid his face in Chan's chest and seemed to slowly come back to his senses.

"Fair point, I'm not certain. But I did design this, this..." He stopped himself. "This hellhole." He spoke, his voice filled with disgust at his own creation, no matter how ingenious it was.

Chan bit his lip. He slowly started stroking Jeongin's hair. "I might've not done it all on my own, but I do know every corner and curve of this place, and yes I know how to get out of here. It's just-"

"PULL IT OUT! MAKE IT STOP!" Seungmin yelled at the top of his lungs. He buried his nails deep in the soft skin of his neck, drawing blood from it. Changbin tried to grab his hands and pull them away from his now damaged skin, to no avail.

"Minho hurry!" Jisung hissed. Minho chuckled.
"With pleasure."

They kneeled down beside Seungmin, the group watched. Changbin grabbed one of his arms and Jisung the other. Since Seungmin was sitting on his knees they decided to just push his head against the tiled floor to hold him as still as possible.

Seungmin cried softly, begging for someone to stop the pain. Minho sighed and without hesitation reached for Seungmin's hair. He roughly brushed it aside and buried his nails deep into the skin around the metal chip.

Seungmin immediately began struggling. He tried to move his head and arms, but both were held down by two men.
"On three." Jisung said. He took a deep sharp breath.
"Fuck no." Minho chuckled, he had an angered smirk on his face, an nobody could blame him.
Without any further ado he pulled back his hand in a flash, the disgusting black strings following the metal chip. Seungmin screamed at the top of his lungs in agony.

Minho threw the thing on the floor, looking even more disgusted than when he had pulled out Chan's chip.
"Fucking disgusting!" He hissed as he wiped the blood off on his jumpsuit. Seungmin had suddenly gone silent. He somehow had managed to move into his back, his eyes looking at the ceiling with some type of surprise.

"Seungmin?" Changbin asked, a thin lace of worry on his voice. He felt extremely betrayed by the other, but love acts by its own rules.
Seungmin shot up, he met eyes with Chan, who smiled at him.

"Th-the pain?" He stuttered. "The voices- the orders, they're, they're gone?" Seungmin chuckled. Chan smiled even wider.

"I must indeed say the pain in my neck is worth the lack of constant orders that are being zapped into my brain." He chuckled. Jeongin moved as well, but didn't back away from Chan, almost as if ashamed from his previous actions.

Seungmin's face lit up, until he got a hard kick in his side. He hissed in pain and threw Jisung a venomous look. "What the fuck was that necessary for?" He spat. Jisung chuckled.
"Everything." Jisung answered, his voice just as sharp as Seungmin's. "You fucking deserved is after tricking us into this." He spat.
"I'm going to help you escape." Seungmin chuckled in disbelief. "If you're not going to thank me you at least don't have to kick me." He said. "Am I right, Chanbin?" He turned his face towards where his friend was kneeled beside him.

His face dropped at Changbin's hurt expression. "Changbin, what-?"
"Jisung's right." Chanbin said, his voice sharp. "You're a dick for not telling us."

Seungmin's mouth fell open in surprise. He looked at the group, as if wanting them to confirm what he heard was indeed what his only said. He was shocked to say the least.

"Changbin, no- you- I couldn't!" He exclaimed helplessly. He watched Changbin stand up and followed his actions, with just a little struggle. "My mind was being manipulated, I swear I wanted to but-"
"You could've warned us!" Changbin argued back.
Chan tried to get in between. "Guys you should-"

"I wanted to! I tried, but I got shocked each time I tried! She can read my thoughts with that chip I cannot help it-"
"She?" Felix intervened.
"Who's 'she'?" Hyunjin joined in.

"That's not a part of the conversation!" Changbin suddenly spat at Hyunjin in all the rage he was suddenly feeling.
"It's important!" Hyunjin urged, he threw his hands up in the air to strengthen his statement.
"You really are a dick, Seungmin." Minho said, mingling in the conversation.

Barely five seconds later everyone was telling at each other. Everyone telling others to shut up, let them talk and listen. Barely anyone actually made a good statement about whatever the were arguing about.

A loud gun shot was fired, startling everybody. Some jumped up in the air in surprise. "Everybody shut up!" a loud voice echoed through the room.

The whole group froze, as they turned towards the source of the voice. All were confused, all were shocked. All were scared.

Because when did a woman enter?

•

I just realised I can kill whoever I want in this story. I feel very powerful all of a sudden.