When Hoseok woke up, he wondered if he was in heaven.
Could he even get into heaven? He had planned to kill someone.
But this was too nice to be Hell.
He felt light, airy -
No, just as soon as he thought this, he felt a sharp pain in his gut.
So he had been stabbed, it wasn't a dream.
He raised his head, looking down to see himself in bed.
His bed?
No.
This place was unfamiliar. It was small, cramped, filled with various items.
Weapons.
His stomach dropped.
Hemlock. Who else could it be?
Hemlock had stabbed him and taken him somewhere.
Why wouldn't they just leave him to die?
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Hemlock - Jung Hoseok
Mystery / Thriller"Are you good or bad?" ~ "Why do they call you Hemlock?" "Call it a nickname." "Can I trust you?" "What do you think? You know, there's more than one type of Hemlock. 50/50 chance." "I don't have another choice." ~ Hemlock Tsuga Si...
