Monster

3

Youngjae is surprised when he wakes up on a cold floor and BamBam is still with him, curled up by his side. It's dark, with only a small amount of light coming in through a crack under the door.

It takes him a minute to remember what happened but when he does, he panics, his heart beating widely in his chest, tears threatening to fall. What is going to happen to them? He curls up closer to BamBam trying to focus on the others breathing to calm himself down. It works for the most part until he hears arguing outside the door, he can't hear words, just harsh voices.

He doesn't move, barely even breathes straining to understand what's going on outside. But he can't and it's frustrating. He sighs in annoyance and digs his face into the crook of BamBam's neck both grateful and sad that his friend is by his side.

BamBam shifts suddenly, the air puffing onto his neck pulling him from his sleep.

"...Youngjae?" BamBam asks uncertainly, shifting so he can look at the thing hugging him.

"BamBam!" Youngjae whisper shouts.

"Youngjae!" BamBam reduces his tone to the same as his friends pulling him into an impossibly tight hug. "I thought you were going to die!"

"I thought you were going to die I was so scared!"

BamBam tries to sit up, and his head swims, he feels at his hair and finds a bump the size of an egg, wincing when his fingers graze it. Youngjae too, although he seems to have a bruise on his cheek and a bump on the back of his head. He sits up anyway, using Youngjae's shoulder for support as the wave of sickness passes.

"That's painful" BamBam whines, squinting through the darkness to try and see Youngjae. He really can't though, beyond a faint outline.

They nearly jump out of their skin when the heavy door creaks open, light flooding the room, completely blinding them. They both blink like crazy, shielding their eyes. The brightness brings a headache in full swing. Two figures are the only thing blocking out the light.

"Oh great. I told you I heard voices. Come with us" The taller figure says, slapping the shorter one on the back.

Youngjae and BamBam look at each other in question making no movements towards the door, instead, inching away, huddled close to one another.

"Now" The shorter one sighs, his annoyance obvious.

The two boys remain seated, eyes slowly adjusting to the light. They can just make out some details of clothing when the two figures shrug. Before Youngjae and BamBam can even react, their arms are being forced behind their backs as they're pulled from the floor. They shove them through the door and into the hallway.

It's long and concrete, leading to a flight of stairs below a normal looking door that leads to a normal looking hallway painted white with a few dark brown doors and softer lighting, giving it a clean cozy feeling. They are pushed down this hallway as well to the other end where there is yet another staircase that leads them to another hallway, this one much shorter with no doors but archways. Youngjae can see a living room and a kitchen and an arch that leads to another hallway, they're taken down that. At the end of this hall is another door, black and ornate with a shiny white door nob. One of the men holding them extends one arm, knocking three times before opening the door.

Its an office, reminding Youngjae of his fathers study. The one he isn't allowed in. There are tall bookshelves and filing cabinets against the walls and one big black desk close to a row of windows looking out into the forest. There is a man in front of the windows one hand on a heavy, dark red curtain, he doesn't turn until the man holding onto Youngjae clears his throat.