Rapture || 엔 ⭖ EN-

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The next morning, the sun rose over Seoul, casting a golden glow over the city. The members of ENHYPEN stirred in their dorm, each one waking up at their own pace. The day ahead was packed with schedules—interviews, last-minute rehearsals, and preparations for their departure to the first stop on their world tour.

As they gathered in the kitchen for breakfast, the atmosphere was lighter, the tension from the night before seemingly forgotten. Sunoo was busy preparing his favorite toast, while Ni-ki, still half-asleep, sipped on a glass of juice.

"Anyone else feel like they didn't sleep at all?" Heeseung asked, rubbing his eyes as he joined the others. "I had the weirdest dream last night."

"What kind of dream?" Sunghoon asked, pouring himself a cup of coffee.

Heeseung hesitated for a moment, trying to recall the details. "It was... strange. I was standing in this empty field, and the sky was dark, almost like it was about to storm. Then, out of nowhere, a voice started whispering my name, but I couldn't see anyone. I tried to run, but it felt like I was stuck in place."

"That sounds creepy," Sunoo said, shuddering. "Are you sure it was just a dream?"

Heeseung shrugged, trying to shake off the lingering unease. "Probably. But it felt so real."

Jungwon, who had been listening quietly, glanced at Heeseung with a thoughtful expression. "You're not the only one. I've been hearing about a lot of people having strange dreams lately. It's all over the internet."

Jake looked up from his phone, his curiosity piqued. "Do you think it means something? Like, is it connected to all the weird stuff happening in the world?"

Before anyone could respond, their manager entered the kitchen, breaking the conversation. "Alright, guys, time to get moving. We've got a packed schedule today."

The members quickly finished their breakfast and got ready, but the conversation lingered in the back of their minds. Heeseung's dream had unsettled them more than they cared to admit.

The day passed in a blur of activity. The group moved from one appointment to the next, their thoughts occupied by the upcoming tour. Yet, beneath the surface, a strange sense of unease simmered, brought on by Heeseung's dream and the odd occurrences in the world around them.

It wasn't until they returned to the dorm late that evening that the atmosphere shifted once again. As the members settled into their nightly routines, Sunghoon found himself alone in the living room, scrolling through the news on his phone.

The headlines were filled with reports of natural disasters—earthquakes, floods, and mysterious weather patterns that seemed to defy explanation. There were also mentions of mass disappearances in various parts of the world, with no clear cause.

Sunghoon frowned as he read, the sense of foreboding growing stronger. He couldn't shake the feeling that something was terribly wrong. The world seemed to be unraveling, and they were caught in the middle of it.

Just as he was about to turn off his phone and go to bed, a notification popped up. It was a message from an unknown number, the contents of which made his blood run cold:

"The time is near. Prepare yourselves."

Sunghoon stared at the message, his heart pounding in his chest. He quickly showed it to Jungwon, who had just entered the room.

"This is weird," Jungwon said, his voice tense as he read the message. "Do you think it's a prank? Or... something else?"

"I don't know," Sunghoon replied, his mind racing. "But it doesn't feel like a joke."

Jungwon's eyes narrowed as he considered the situation. "We need to be careful. Maybe we should talk to someone about this."

"Like who?" Sunghoon asked, feeling a knot of anxiety tightening in his stomach.

Jungwon didn't answer immediately. Instead, he looked out the window, where the lights of the city flickered against the night sky. "I'm not sure. But we can't ignore it. Something is happening, and we need to figure out what it is before it's too late."

The two of them decided to keep the message between themselves for the time being, not wanting to worry the others just yet. But as they went to bed that night, the weight of the unknown hung heavy over them, casting a shadow on their thoughts.

Sunghoon's sleep was restless, filled with fragments of dreams that he couldn't quite remember upon waking. When he finally opened his eyes the next morning, he felt more exhausted than before.

As the group gathered in the kitchen once again, the atmosphere was tense. Everyone seemed to be on edge, as if they were all waiting for something to happen but didn't know what it would be.

Jungwon, who had hardly slept, looked at his friends with a serious expression. "We need to talk," he said quietly, drawing everyone's attention.

"What's up?" Jake asked, noticing the gravity in Jungwon's tone.

"There's something going on," Jungwon continued, glancing at Sunghoon. "Something that's not just about us, but the whole world. We've all been feeling it, right? The strange dreams, the weird news, the... message."

"What message?" Ni-ki asked, his eyes widening.

Sunghoon pulled out his phone and showed them the text. The room fell silent as everyone read it.

"Do you think it's connected to everything else?" Heeseung asked, his voice filled with uncertainty.

"It has to be," Jungwon replied. "We can't just ignore it. We need to figure out what's going on and how we're involved in it."

The group exchanged uneasy glances, the weight of the situation sinking in. They were just seven young men, musicians with a dream, but it seemed they were being drawn into something much larger than themselves.

"What do we do now?" Sunoo asked, his voice small but determined.

Jungwon took a deep breath, trying to project confidence even as his own doubts gnawed at him. "We stick together and try to find answers. We'll talk to some people, do some research... whatever it takes. But no matter what, we can't let fear take over."

The others nodded in agreement, though the fear was still there, lurking beneath the surface. They had always faced challenges together, but this was unlike anything they had ever encountered.

As they prepared to head out for another day of rehearsals and meetings, the message and the strange occurrences weighed heavily on their minds. The world outside their dorm was the same bustling, vibrant place it had always been, but they couldn't shake the feeling that something was about to change—something that would alter their lives forever.

And as they stepped out into the morning light, the whispers of the unseen continued to echo in their minds, a constant reminder that the storm was approaching.

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