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Objects mash together and mix into a colourful blur, Viktor, simply being only stuck inside his own mind to care much about the world. His blue eyes scan above him, the night sky only disturbs him more. The only reminder of his husband's case was the constant buzzing of the phone in his right pocket. He sighs, something he'd been desperately trying to avoid for years, building up in his chest. His heart's painfully pounding against his chest again. This feeling was completely different from all those years ago. It hurt like no other pain he ever felt before, and substantiality, all he wanted was to go home and sulk for a while. Not that he'd dream of stopping at this point. 

"So, I know you're technically the only cop I know and all..." Viktor started, getting the attention of the man in the driver seat, "But don't most, if not all, cops end up investigating something close to kidnap? Wouldn't there be better cops up for the job?..." Jin shifts in his seat, then catching a glimpse of the man through the mirror above him. The man seemed fatigued, and likely didn't care about his answer, but if Jin said something wrong, if he said something remotely suspicious, then it could screw up his plans. "T-That's... This would be a completely different case, correct? Actually, it's ironic how your husband was kidnapped sometime after I agreed to help you out with anything of this nature. It's fine if you don't trust me entirely yet, I can understand you not wanting to. Though, it would be appreciated if you gave me a little faith. I'm going to try my hardest on your husband's case." He tries to put easily. Despite his words being so simple, it throws everything on the line right now. If Jin didn't make it simple, nor did he occasionally put his plans at risk in order to do anything and everything to keep fooling this man, then his work would be for not. He might even call actual cops to help him if he didn't throw in something sappy and ingenuous either! 

Viktor lifts his hand from on his face. His elbow dropping from the window seal into his lap. Jin bites his lip at the action, occasionally moving his attention from the road to Viktor's eyes as all his boredom is seemingly flying away. Briefly, his hand grazes the door handle. They stop at a red light, and all his focus is now on the man in the backseat. The red illuminating from outside to his eyes give them a certain glow, his glare then grew dangerous. And as if Viktor had a revelation, he reached for the handle again. Slowly grasping his hand around it. Alarms rang in his head, unknowing to him of how dangerous repeating this action was for him, Viktor did it anyway. The handle was pulled, but it didn't open how he thought it might. Despite the door being unlocked and the knob being pulled hard enough for it to pop open. His head slowly turning to the driver seat as Viktor began opening his mouth. The question on his tongue aching to be delivered. "Hey, Jin—" 

"We're here." 

"Wha—?" Viktor turned his attention to the window, revealing the outside world. The blurring colour's had stopped, but the dark mysterious sky above their heads held it's place.  

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Their footsteps echoed through the halls. A memory flashing through his head. Viktor stood still for a moment, dark halls with Yurio standing in front of him. It was only for a second, maybe even less, but Viktor saw it clearly nonetheless. The sound of a voice being the only thing pulling him out of the memory and back to reality, "So, this is the hotel, right?" The blue-haired man asks casually as he runs his hand on the wall. Viktor nods his head slowly. Then Yurio really did come with him to find Yuuri that night. Viktor remembers them being at dinner then going to the hotel. Most likely to find Yuuri, but if that was the case then why were all the halls dark when they entered? "All the power was out when I went to go look for Yuuri... I can't remember anything from after that, most of the stuff I did including the skate are mainly blurs..." Jin nods as well as they continue down the hall and writes it down. Though, he already knew this. 

"Blood," Yurio says looking down at the abandoned blue frames. Yuuri's blood! It's most likely— 

Viktor stops in his tracks. A new memory appears in his mind and he's then taking a few steps back. He almost wishes he never remembered it, wishes he never remembered the fact that they found blood near that staircase. 

Blue eyes widen at the familiar area. 

"This wa—"

"Follow m— !" 

Viktor clutches his head in agony, bites his lip in pain. Old memories, new memories, disturbing memories of the night flood into his mind. Just as he feels that it was enough, footsteps echo louder through the vacant hallway. 

  "I... It's my fault he showed up late. I insulted him to the point of tears, and I was..." 

  どうして?  

  "Is that...blood?"  

  "N-no!..."    

"VIKTOR!!"

When Viktor began tasting blood, he released his aching lip from between his teeth. Viktor! He had no time for it. He had no time for anything aside from finding the office. The one Yuuri was—

"So how does it fucking feel, Viktor?" The platinum-haired man glared at him. If only looks could kill...
"Terrible..." He stated blatantly, barely audible.
"What?! I can't fucking hear you!"
Viktor's eye twitched, "terrible!" he repeated louder hoping someone would come by and hear what was going on in the room. "Really? Wow." The man laughed re-aiming the gun. 

That's... 

In boldened letters...the door he was looking for comes to view, his eyes widening. 

Yuuri was gone.

He really was gone, "Viktor! What happened?!" He's met with dark eyes. He hates them. He really hates them now. 

He didn't care anymore

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He didn't care anymore. Hot tears run down his face, wet eyes staring directly at dark, reminding him of the darkened sky he was disturbed by just a few hours ago. How could he?

  —my best friend is fucking missing. If I continue you both probably won't believe me, so I need to tell you what actually happened, giving you less than a summary, don't I? He w- was uhm raped and that's why you saw all the... hickeys... I'm assuming neither of you has seen him?" 

 I'm assuming neither of you has seen him?" 

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"Jin. Were you here that night?" 

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