{Tzuyu's POV}
"It's dark-" she said,
"and cold."
The wind breezes through her yarn-like hair, as she looks into the hollow moon. She thinks about her stupid sisters, "..."
Kindness can change and destroy.
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{Narrator}
Suddenly, the group chat was cut off-
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[Dino]- Yeah, Mingyu is dead. I only knew him for like a week via Wonwoo, who is also MIA. Everyone doesn't even seem serious on the chat, so I don't know what to feel. Especially to Soonyoung, to him, everything is like a game.
There's footsteps. Again.
I don't want to know who or what is walking (crawling possibly?) I'm still a little boy of only 18, I have dreams unlike everyone else.
Oh shit (sorry not sorry Jisoo and Jeonghan), the footsteps are getting closer. Gotta blast.
[Vernon]- The fucking painting on the wall keeps staring at me. I hope it's not like the one where the eyes follow because if it is, I'm going to fucking blast my way out of this shitty and crusty hall. There's only one way to go from this hall since the other way is blocked by rubble. The fuck happened here?
I kind of want to see clingy ass Seungkwan, I was starting to miss his low-quality English.
There are butts everywhere. If I don't find real food soon, I'll probably end up eating one.
[Suengkwan]- I've been sitting here looking aimlessly at my phone for the past ten minutes. Everyone is starting to worry me, why are they presuming Seokmin and Mingyu dead? Where's their proof? Jihoon said he saw Seokmin, but...? Jihoon was completely fine after his little "break" from the chat. I've never believed fully in spirits, but I'm not the greatest with haunted houses or horror films. This is exactly my kind of place, isn't it?
Actually, kill me, I can't even talk to Hansol or the rest of those shits on the chat. I'm moving out of the basement now, why did I even stay?
Fuck. The door won't open. There's not even a doorknob, and it's pure steel. Fucking great.
After kicking the door about 10 times, I gave up. There's nothing in this basement besides wood planks and debris, or at least as far as I can see. Time to explore! I'm going to die and I didn't even get a dick pic from Hansol.
[S.Coups]-
[The8]
[Jeonghan]
[Joshua]- I've never wanted to curse a place so badly. Mingyu? Offline? Hurt? ...Dead? I'm prepared to accept the reality, but... Mingyu was a long time friend. Mingyu wasn't even religious, but he still respected me ranting about the Korean church sometimes. Anyway, I can mourn later when I get out of this place.
I got up from my spot (insert spot here) and walked around. It was pitch black, my phone was the only thing lighting my way, albeit not much.
"Ah!"
I could've sworn I saw a dogs shadow? So this place isn't completely uninhabitable. Suddenly, I heard the dog growl. I wasn't going to take my chances this and walked back quietly from where I came.
[Woozi]- Looks like the chat is blocked somehow...? Well, there's no point in draining my battery any longer. There must be something of use here, even if this is a worn down hospital. I haven't even moved that far from Seokmin's body. At least, I'm sure it's him? Where are we supposed to bury him? There's no fucking way I'm leaving his body to rot in a haunted hospital.
[Jun]- Oh...? The chat blocked??? Ok great, it's scary. I guess I'll walk around...
So far, I'm getting nowhere, I'm getting sleepy. Are people really dying, I hope Minghao won't die? Ah shit, I'm falling asleep-
Wha-what time is it, *checks phone*, oh! The group chat!
[Hoshi]- "Mingyu is offline?" I questioned, pacing around the dimly lit corridor. The chat is also blocked, that's very nice. No more memes. To be honest, at this point I was feeling a little light headed and slightly worried. Whatever, I don't have actual proof that our friends died, so why worry? Seungcheol is such a dad. And a big loser.
"Fucking assdic-!" Oops, Jisoo told me not to say that anymore. I found myself tripping over a wire, scraping my knees since I'm wearing shorts. Wait, wire? Does that mean there's actual electricity here? Eh, I'll check it out later, I feel too lazy at the moment.
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غموض / إثارة"I hear footsteps," This story is about seventeen boys ending up trapped in an abanded hospital building. They are all dumb kids but they need to learn how to get their shît together. Will they? Or will they suffer? For what cliché reason were they...