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scrambling to his feet, sehun makes a run for it, his eyes are focused on the path in front of him. he wants to look back to get a last glimpse of his poor friend, but he can't bring himself to, he shouldn't.
with adrenaline pumping through his veins and his muscles begging him to provide them oxygen, he sprints for his life. thoughts in his mind are now running even faster than he is. i need to get back home.
his house comes into sight and he swears that he's never felt any happier to be home. he rushes to the door and pulls his key out of his pocket. he struggles to get a grasp on it, but he somehow manages to ram it into the lock and let himself in.
his house is pitch black and dead silent, his breathing being the only sound that's audible. quietly, sehun makes his way up the steep stairs and into his desolated bedroom. he doesn't even bother to take his coat off and goes straight for his bed, crawling under the cold sheets, his body feels desperate to get some good night's sleep.
continuously tossing and turning from one side to the other, he finds it difficult to keep his eyes shut. he gives up after what seems like an hour and rolls onto his back, arms stretched out and eyes pinned to the ceiling.
"what is happening?" he questions out loud in a monotone voice. "why is everyone dying right in front of me?" he struggles to swallow the lump that's forming in his throat, tears clouding his vision.
images of baekhyun, jongdae and chanyeol's lifeless faces flash in sehun's mind, making him tighten his grip on the white cloth under him, his knuckles turning white.
suddenly, he feels his phone begin to vibrate. releasing the sheets from his grasp, he grabs his phone from next to him and attempts to read the caller id with his watery eyes.
incoming call from baekhyun...
furrowing his eyebrows, he reaches over to press the answer button but the call stops. almost immediately, the screen flashes with another call, one being from jongdae this time.
he tries to pick the call up but again, his phone stops ringing. the same thing happens once again with chanyeol's name showing up on the screen.
"what the-" he whispers to himself as he stares at his phone in confusion. "sleep, you're just imagining things because you're tired" he tries to reassure himself, putting his phone away onto the side table before turning and facing the blank wall.
he attempts to block out any thoughts so that he can go to sleep peacefully but the constant buzzing sound of his phone doesn't allow him to go to sleep peacefully.
