Kris and Jongin hadn't spoken to each other much in the time that the others had been gone, mainly because they didn't have anything to talk about. This issue, however, became irrelevant the moment they heard the incoming stamepede. The pair jumped into each other's arms in anticipation of the coming impact.
"What are you guys doing?" A mocking voice reached their ears. When Jongin opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Sehun and Kyungsoo staring blankly at him, as if they hadn't just come and scared the crap out of them.
"Nothing. Sehunie!" Jongin quickly moved forward to greet his friend. Sehun smirked ever so slightly as he placed Jongin's access device into his hand, effectively avoiding the hug. Although he pouted, Jongin didn't seem too upset as he looked at the small device. So, this little thing was their key to getting out of here?
"And just how the hell did they expect us to find these on our own?" Kris grumbled as he accepted his own pass.
"They didn't." Baekhyun stated. The group of young men excluding Jongdae, Yixing and Junmyeon looked at him, bemused.
"All of the passes were in threes. We were never supposed to find them by ourselves. Or rather, they were never intended for individual purpose." Baekhyun clarified.
"The real issue is, each gate has a set of alternating colours but I'm not exactly sure what for."
"Wait, didn't you say that the passes were all in sets of three? Wouldn't that make four groups for four gates?" Minseok asked as he glanced around the group. The young men looked like they were on the borderline of enlightenment but something was holding them back.
"So, assuming that that is indeed the case, which gate is which group supposed to go into? And how the hell are we supposed to find them when the colours on the gates alternate every couple of hours?" Junmyeon questioned.
"These slots." They all turned to look at Kyungsoo, who was preoccupied with looking around the small hole that the slots were situated in. Jongdae came to stand beside him before pointing out the small rader hidden behind the smallest edge.
"Is that supposed to somehow tell us how to get out?" Kyungsoo blinked at it. How would it do that if all it did was blink? Jongdae pursed his lips as he looked between the slots and the radar, silently counting how many times the radar blinked.
"It's Morse." He murmured.
"As in the code?" Kris and Tao asked. The rest of the group turned to them with the exact same sarcastic expression on their faces.
"No shit." Minseok blunted. Jongdae felt himself smirk a little at the older youth's attitude. The guy was practically Baekhyun, Kyungsoo and himself mashed into one small body.
"They're numbers. It's listing numbers." Kyungsoo figured, bringing Jongdae back to the situation at hand.
"What order?" Junmyeon asked quietly as he and the rest of the young men watched Kyungsoo mouth out numbers.
"7-5-2, 6-11-4, 9-8-12, 1-10-3." He read aloud once he was certain. Jongdae's eyes flickered over to Yixing, who was looking over his access device thoughtfully. The Chinese youth raised his head and the two of them made eye contact. While the others discussed, Yixing called Jongdae over with his eyes and gestured to his device. Inconveniently placed on the vertical side of the device was a very small number '5'. Eyes widening, Jongdae quickly brought up his own device and turned it over. Indeed, his own had the number '7' on it.
"Jongdae wae? What's the matter?" Baekhyun called when he noticed that his friend had moved away from the main group. The high cheekboned young man held up his access device.
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Camp Exodus
Fanfiction"Screw you, you don't own me. What the hell gives you the right to a say in what I'm allowed to do?" "Simple. Consider me your gateway to hell. Try and push me. You'll have a hard time dealing with the demons that flood through to destroy you. You...
