The Party That Killed || Hyunlix

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Seungmin was brutally led down the hallway, feeling cold sweat running down his back. As he passed the paintings on the walls, he recognized familiar faces—the sect members, but also… his and Jungmin’s parents. Their eyes were lifeless, devoid of emotion. Did Jungmin have to see this every day?

He was shoved into a large, dark room, where a metal bed stood at the center. Several masked figures stood nearby, and on a table lay syringes filled with a strangely shimmering liquid. Seungmin stiffened.

"Watch closely" someone said in a stern tone. "You’re about to witness the true power of our faith."

On the bed lay a bound figure, trembling and struggling in panic. One of the people in white coats stepped closer and, without a hint of hesitation, injected the first dose. The victim's body arched violently, their eyes rolling back, turning milky white.

Seungmin felt his stomach tighten.

"Mom!" he whispered, his voice shaking.

No response.

"Dad!" he tried louder, but his voice only echoed off the walls.

His parents stood to the side as if they couldn’t hear him. Their indifference was a knife straight to the heart. It was déjà vu. Just like the recording he had seen. Jungmin had begged too. And he had been ignored.

Seungmin clenched his fists, his breathing shallow. His heart pounded in his chest. Had Jungmin witnessed this every day? Had he been forced to watch these… creatures being created?

Meanwhile, the body on the bed began to change. The skin turned gray, the nails elongated into something resembling claws. The creature let out a low, guttural growl, its eyes glowing red. Seungmin’s legs trembled.

The sect was creating monsters. And they were making him watch.

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Minho and Changbin sat in front of a computer screen, analyzing the test results of the creature they had previously found. The data was disturbing—its brain tissue showed anomalies suggesting unnatural modifications.

"This... this isn’t a normal human being", Changbin muttered, scrolling through the screen. "Their brain structure has been artificially altered, probably using some kind of experimental method."

Minho furrowed his brows. "Look at this report… The sect was trying to create a mirrored image of divine beings. According to their twisted beliefs, these… creatures are supposed to be something between a human and what they consider divine. They were meant to be the perfect versions of people, but something went wrong."

Changbin bit his lip. "That’s why they’re so dangerous. They’re incomplete. They stripped them of human emotions but not their instincts. It’s… terrifying."

Minho looked at the next lines of the report.  "If this is true, then Seungmin is in mortal danger. They won’t stop until they achieve their goal."

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Minho and Changbin sat at the desk, staring at the test results. They weren’t entirely sure what to do with them. Then, one of the officers peeked into their room.

"Have you traced the message?" he asked.

"Yeah", Changbin replied, closing the file. "But there was nothing there. Just an abandoned building."

The officer nodded and left, closing the door behind him. Silence hung in the air for a moment.

"What if there was a hidden entrance, like at Chan’s place?" Minho suddenly suggested.