KIDNAP [SEONGJOONG]

CHAPTER 5

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Out of all the things that he had experienced in his almost two decades of lifetime, this was something Seonghwa had never experienced before.

Through all his years of living at the orphanage, Seonghwa had never gone through the eerie procedure of getting snatched away from the roadside by an unknown and then in a complete isolation from the rest of the world. Neither had he ever tried to run away from there. The orphanage was his only place in the planet after all, how could he leave it?

But...circumstances force you to do anything- to anything, to anyone. Even to yourself. And there cannot be an argument against this statement.

Perhaps his escaping from the orphanage was the prior reason as to why his fate pushed him towards this gruesome repercussions of being held captive by the cruelest killer of the town.

A week had passed and nothing had changed much. Seonghwa was still stuck in that sordid room with poor illumination, hands and feet cuffed. He hadn't seen the killer guy for the time being, making him think where he could be.

Perhaps scaring the living shits out of the townsfolk.

The only thing that sometimes made him wonder whether he was actually held hostage for slaughter was the regular supply of food and water that was provided to him along with the constant cleaning of his room, with dustless furnitures to the softest and cleanest of mattresses.

The food he was given to eat was way better than the orphanage food. It included a complete lunch and dinner, a balanced diet, everything healthy and in equal proportion, neither smelly nor stale. Seonghwa, who had never known any other meal other than dry bread and cold broth, was grateful for this fresh, warm meal and as soon as he laid hands on the food, he even forgot that he was a crazy murderer's prey at that moment.

He never hesitated to eat because no one had ever educated him that captivators can poison their captives' meals. But thanks to his lucky stars that, the food items had everything but poison.

One thing he had noticed was that, the person who used to come regularly to serve his food and clean his room was a girl, not more than thirteen. She looked almost healthy and well, without any signs of illness in her self, neither of any bruises on her body or pain upon her face. She looked exactly like a little girl from a simple household, never forgetting to smile at him as she left the room after her chores.

Seonghwa was quite amused and astonished at this weird experience. Even though he knew almost nothing about the world outside, one thing he was absolutely sure of was that, no kidnapper on Earth is supposed to treat their captives the way he was getting treated. That was odd. Why the heck is he doing this instead of killing me straight away? Who is he? What does he want form me?

Seonghwa was cogitating about all this while sitting upright on his bed, when suddenly, the door knob twisted and in came the man his thoughts were always occupied with. Seonghwa was not amused.

He looked at him for once and then quickly turned away. He did not know what he wanted this time, nor was he interested to know. Looking at the white, expressionless masked face made his hairs stand at an end. He had heard so many stories about this famous murderer, and those tales never failed to petrify him. Now, feeling his presence in the vicinity of his ambience was something equivalent to death for him.