Hoseok sat up, his head swimming as his hands shot to his stomach.
He'd been stabbed. The blood was on his shirt, but as he lifted it, he found his stomach bandaged.
What?
The sound of muffled yells brought him back to his surroundings.
He should definitely get out now.
He got to his feet, but the only door led to where the yelling came from, and the window was too high up for him to climb.
Maybe the yeller would keep Hemlock distracted long enough for Hoseok to escape.
He had no other plan, he had to risk it.
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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...
