Soft Fur

Chapter Two

Too soon Changkyun was waking up to the annoying sound of his 7:00 alarm on Monday morning. He groaned and peeked his head out from under his comforter in order to find his phone and turn off the alarm. He laid there for a few minutes before getting up out of his bed with his comforter still wrapped around him. It was cold in his room due to accidentally leaving the window open the entire night - he had spilled ramen in the room and the smell was irritating him so he had opened a window in order to get fresh air inside.

He walked over to the window and saw that it was raining outside, this made him rethink going to class that morning. He allowed his comforter to drop off his shoulders as he closed the window. He then turned around and placed his back against the wall and slid down onto the floor, wrapping himself back up in his comforter. 'I don't have to go...I have a good enough grade and the professor has no attendance policy...' he thought to himself and he closed his eyes and leaned his head back against the cold wall. His body collapsed to the floor as the rain lulled him back to sleep.

He stood outside in the cold; darkness overtook the sky, no stars were visible due to the clouds in the sky. He looked around and noticed one of the campus walkway lights was flickering. His feet started to feel extremely cold so he looked down and noticed not only was he in his pajamas he also wasn't wearing any socks or shoes. His dorm hall was located directly in front of him so he began walking towards it, however it seemed not to be getting any closer. Panicking, he picked up a slow jog towards the door gradually gaining speed until he was in a full sprint when he realized he wasn't moving anywhere. He tripped over his own feet and fell face-first into the pavement unable to catch himself. He placed his hands on the ground and pushed himself up off the pavement, his body ached with pain as he tried to sit up. Once he was up on his knees he looked up to see he was in front of the door to the building. He scrambled to his feet and raced to the scanner; he furiously searched his pockets for his school pass, but couldn't seem to locate it. He banged on the door and tried yelling, but no sounds came out from his throat.

It was at this point that Changkyun really began to freak out - as much as he loved in the darkness of his room, he was afraid of the darkness outside. He continued to try and yell, hoping that his voice would come back to him. While silently screaming, he heard footsteps from behind him on the walkway. He looked into the glass door and saw the reflection of a man standing behind him. The man was tall and strong, wearing dark clothes, but Changkyun didn't care about that, what he noticed was the man's lack of a face. He turned around to face the man and backed himself up so that he stood flush against the glass. He didn't know how to react when the man started to run straight at him, he had nowhere to go, and even if he tried he was certain that he would be running in place once again. The man lunged at him, hands in front of him as if to attempt to strangle Changkyun, he slammed his eyes shut and let out a scream, only for it to work this time...

"Ahhhh!" Changkyun sat straight up off the floor. Blinking furiously and taking in a deep breath, he looked around and took in the familiar scenery of his dorm room. He let out an extended exhale and slid his hand through his hair only to notice it's wetness. He ran a hand down his face, wiping sweat off his forehead and tears from his eyes. He pushed up off the floor to stand on shaky legs and gripped the windowsill for balance. He leaned against the wall and tried to monitor his breathing before attempting to move across the room.

Once he regained his ability to walk and had calmed his heart rate, he shuffled over to his bed and sat down on its edge. He picked up his phone and looked at the time, it read 12:15, meaning he ended up missing his first two classes of that day. He only had one more that started in an hour, so he decided to take a shower and rinse off the sweat from his body. He walked over to his closet and grabbed his towel before making his way to his drawers and taking out clothes to wear - he had finally done laundry on Saturday after nearly a month.