[HORROR AU] A group of eight friends decide to take a trip to stay in an old mansion for a getaway. They thought it was going to be fun, until they realized the house is not what it seemed. Evil things lurk around every corner. Will they survive?
Wi...
It was Friday, 6 a.m. as your alarm woke you up. You growled out of pure irritation from the forceful power of the annoying ringtone you set for the alarm. You quickly leaned over and smacked the snooze button on your phone, and let out a loud growl.
"I... am going to kill Taehyung for doing this to me." You sigh, kicking your blankets off violently and sitting up in bed. "I have a headache."
Tired, stiff, and extremely irritated, you manage to peel your lazy ass out of your comfy bed and groggily get dressed for the car ride over.
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You go out of your room and into the kitchen to grab a few snacks from the road. You notice something sitting on the kitchen island. It was a couple of small, saran wrapped bags along with a white envelope. You thought it was pretty peculiar, so you head over to inspect them closely.
"Hm? What's all this?" You poke at one of the bags, and pick up the envelope to peer inside. There was some cash inside. Your eyes lit up like a Christmas tree. But why though? God knows. One thing you knew for certain, Christmas was over.
"Woah! Is this mine?" You yell out loud, only hearing an echo as a response. Inside the envelope, was a folded note. Carefully opening it, you read it. It was from your dad.
"Oh, he made me some breakfast. How nice of him. I guess all of these are for the guys. Geez. How'd he know?" You giggled and shook your head.
"Alright. They will love these." You grab the small bags filled with food and go grab your stuff from your room.
It was only 6:15. So, you still had plenty of time before Namjoon would be here to pick you up.
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KIM NAMJOON
He was pretty cool. Usually quiet, but he was highly intelligent. You had always been kind of envious of him and his widespread knowledge. Part of you hoped you had those smarts while you still attended public school.
As you were pulling your bag through the doorframe of your bedroom towards the living room, you received a text message which made you jump and drop the bag.
"Fuck!" You yank your phone out of your pocket and look at the screen.
"Oh, Namjoon texted me." You were surprised. Usually he's not one for texting.
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