"Get the fuck out of there now!" Seungwoo shouted over the phone after being informed that this was a set up.
"Why what's the problem? I haven't got the chest yet." The tall dark haired man continued to wander down the hallways of the building, phone pressed to ear, a look of utter confusion mixed with worry slowly making it's way across his features.
"The entire place is rigged! They knew we were coming! It ain't here!"
With eyes blown wide open in shock, the dark haired male turned and bolted down the corridor. The door. Just as the man neared the exit, the building exploded a brilliant show of red, orange, yellow flame and black smoke. He waited, 30 minutes had gone by. Now he was sure. The phone had slipped from his hand a while ago and sat on the van's floor. He wiped at tears that had been dry, started the van and drove away one thought crossing his mind multiple times. They killed Hyeonjun.
{A/N} Why hello there. I am back. And on break. So I can actually start updating and shit okie bye.
