Blaze

Missing

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Lay didn't know where to go from where he was. Which direction? To Suho and Chorong? Or to Donghae? Victoria? Or Eunhyuk?

Weighing the possibilities sent him running back to where he'd lost Suho and Chorong. Eunhyuk wasn't his goal or his problem, his team mates were. Donghae could take care of himself, but Suho wasn't strong enough with the gun and him alone with Chorong as a duo wouldn't last long.

Pausing at the exact spot he'd last seen them he twisted around with eyes scurrying around. The northernmost point from here...where was it?

Blindly walking up ahead he quickened his pace and paused by bus stops in hopes of finding a map. The area was as deserted as an abandoned park. Just keep heading north was all he could do at the moment. All was clear and not even a man with a gun crossed his path.

Was it over? Already?

Time was ticking and a large portion of his day had been spent in Yeongwol. Instead of surveying the back street of the brothel he was elsewhere trying to survive and regroup with his team. Lay had never imagined his day becoming something like this.

After a stop sign stood a bleak abandoned building, chipped and toned down to its very grave. His eyes moved over to the sad sign washed away of life from rain, hail, and the sun. It was a nursing home, the only thing beyond this point. Was this the most northern point of this area?

Lifting his head up he stared overhead at the sun beating down on the old panes scratched away by birds and the wind. Part of the door had been left open. Peering around again he clamped his hand around the gun just in case he could use it when time called for him to. With a final breath of the fresh air he entered.

Darkness greeted him; nothing, but silence occupied every crooked corner. Part of him wanted to call out for life, another telling him not to. Yet, what if Suho and Chorong were inside?

No, he'd find them. They'd somehow cross paths, he was sure of it.

Remaining silent he continued on straight ahead. His spirit nearly jumped out of his solid being when he barely tripped over the body on the ground. Creeping back he stared down to realize that the man was dead. It was a sure sign that Suho and Chorong had come this way.

Continuing forward with his back planted to the wall in case he was jumped by surprise he slowly stopped by every door, peeking in for any sign of life. There was nothing, no one. For a while he remained trapped in the dark, unsure whether he was making any progress in the building or not. Lay obviously didn't know where he was going and he couldn't tell if Suho and Chorong were still there. Even if they were he wouldn't expect them to make any noise.

Dead end met with him every turn of the way and he was left to backtrack his ay around. He was sure he was lost before he finally arrived in a looming hallway. Confident that he hadn't yet entered through this way he went forth. He leaned into every room along the way and was suddenly certain that the nursery had been abandoned after Suho and Chorong's entrance, or else he would have been attacked already.

Lay was about to turn around, but stopped when instinct told him to search the ret of the hallway. Continuing forward he paused in step before poking is head into the room, grip on the gun strong. It nearly fell from his hand when he spotted the two bodies lying dismantled on the ground.

Racing forward he dropped onto his knees to observe both Victoria and Suho, who was lying face down. He looked like a clumped towel. Thick blood was seeping out the back of his head making his hair appear murky. A lopsided piece of wood, probably from outside, lay beside him. Gently reaching for his neck to check his pulse, relief flushed through him. It was still there.