'We are not insane, not like the others...'
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A sudden turn of events puts Y/n's life in danger. When the world turns on you, who do you turn to?
The last person she wanted to go to was the boy that abused her, Hoseok, but he's the one to bring her...
Hoseok, Tae and I wall over to the door on our right. We open it and see a long red corridor.
We're walking through the long hall, and it was actually taking a while to reach the end.
"Woah, this is the longest corridor I've ever been in." I look around, giving a slight chuckle.
"It's kinda scary. Like we walk to our DEATH!" Tae does a scary voice, making me jump.
"Oh shut up Tae. You are not scary. Just focus on how to shoot Jimin and Kookie." Hoseok spat at Tae's childish ways.
We finally make it to the end, entering a small room. Vests hung on the walls, and guns and the other side of the room.
I walk up to the vests and admire them. The front and back was black, but the material holding it together was red.
I'm guessing the blue team is the same, but with the colour blue, replacing red.
I pull the vest over my head. Woah, it's pretty heavy.
The others choose there size vest, and put them on.
We all head to the door with the red light. Beside the door was the guns.
We all came forward and took one.
"How do you shoot these?" I tilt my head while hold the gun in my hands.
"Like any other gun" Tae shrugs.
His eyes come down to me, realising that I still didn't understand.
"What? You have never used a real gun before?!" He gasps.
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Hoseok hits the back of Tae's head, "course she hasn't!"
"Um. I still don't know how to shoot." I hold my gun to my chest.
"Ugh, like this." He held up his gun in shoot position.
I copy his movements.
Well... I tried to copy his movements.
"Aish. Are you really that bad?!"
"No!"
"Like this!"
"No- w-what are you doing?!"
He kept trying to teach me.
"I don't get it!" I yell.
"Ugh.. j-just like this." He came behind me.
He took hold of my hands and moved them to where they needed to be.
I stood frozen at his movements.
"Like this." I heard his voice, right by my ear.
"Then pull the trigger." He said again.
My head turned to him. And his head turned to me. We had a few moments of staring into each others eyes, until he let go of me and straightened himself up.
