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A car pulled up beside San, and San didn't even hear it's motor running or the tires screeching on the asphalt. He just simply stared ahead blankly as the knife in his hand dripped droplets of fresh blood onto the ground below. That's when he heard a yell, by someone he wished he didn't know, and he was brought out of his trance when Changbin poked his head out of the window.

" Idiot!! Get in the fucking car!!!! " He yelled. San just stared at him, without any response and Changbin put matters into his own hands and jumped out of the car. " This is not how I expected and wanted to spend my new years. " He muttered under his breath. San didn't reply, and upon being pushed into the passenger seat he remained completely and utterly silent.

He'd gone mute.

And nothing was gonna make him talk.





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Days were passing by slower than he knew possible. He missed the slow hours back at tve office because he'd do anything to get out of the situation he was stuck in right now. It didn't exactly help that he wasn't allowed to know what time of the day it was, not even what which day it was. It was anything but entertaining down there, because all he did was sit on his ass in his little what someone would call "cell" and count his fingers and toes. The little things he did know was that December passed and that the new year began.

How you may wonder?

He overheard one of the guards telling his colleague about a drunken incident at a new years eve party, it was quite a funny one at that. He can't really remember what it was about word for word but from what he does remember one of his buddies happened to puke and shit his pants at the same time while bending over the balcony. What made it funnier was that he was wearing light blue skinny jeans.

Not only is light blue skinny jeans ugly,
but if you happen to be unlucky enough to shit your pants — you can't really hide it that well.

The story made Wooyoung laugh quietly to himself, it had been the first time he'd laughed in a while. He doesn't laugh much these days, he has no reason to. He's alone in his cell, and no one comes to talk to him much. He'd been in there for definitely over a month now, but for all he knew it could be multiple.

You have the guards guarding all possible entrances and exits 24/7, Yoongi and Momo checking up on them frequently. Yoongi checks up on him more than Momo however, and the times that Momo does, she always ends up trying to seduce him. It always disgusts Wooyoung, but he's tied to the built in bench in the room, and has nowhere to run. So the only thing he can do is sit or lay there, while Momo does what she wants to him.

Yoongi however, is a bit nicer. a bit.
Wooyoung, with his habit of inspecting people and making an idea of how they are on the inside. and Yoongi? He's a bit of a sadist. A sadist who hides it well. He recognizes a few good traits in Yoongi that San carries. Both got the same look in their eye whenever anyone whimpers or is in obvious physical pain.
Yoongi obviously likes dominance, but the difference between San and Yoongi, is that Yoongi seems much more gentle and soft, whereas San is rough and aggressive and punishing.

Then you have the shadow figure across the room from him. It was hard to make out any distinct features other than it was hunched over in the corner of the room chained up to the wall. No sound came from it other than some peculiar knocking noises, ones that almost always seemed to have the same rhythm and tact.

Wooyoung tries squinting his eyes a few times but no matter what he did the figure remained still and blurry. Hunched over in the corner of the room. Not moving. Wooyoung rubbed his head and eyeballs, the room spun around him and his frail body slowly sunk to the floor.

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