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xiii - flicker

𝙽 𝙰 𝙼 𝙹 𝙾 𝙾 𝙽

I CLOSE THE DOOR SHUT, the lock clicking once and then silence. I head to the elevator and soon get in. The entire place suddenly goes off as to what I can feel, though it may be a morning of warmth, there's still the undermining reality behind all of this.

My eyes land on my watch.

4:15 a.m.— I don't know why I've waken up so early. Maybe because I've been wanting to know the others' reaction to what I told them last night? Or I've been just having this thing called insomnia lately . . . And it bothers me to be honest.

The earpiece on my ear vibrates, so I click it to answer the call from who knows. "Hello?"

"H-hyung."

"Who's this?" My eyes are set on the glowing keypads attached to the wall.

"I-It's Alpha."

"Oh, Alpha," I feel a bit surprised that even the kid is already awake at this time, "what made you call me?"

"Where are you now?"

"The elevator. You?"

He doesn't answer the next five seconds which is strange. It never takes a moment when Alpha answers to my questions. Something's off.

"Alpha?" There's an odd feeling inside my stomach, like it's been churning for a while now.

"Hyung . . . where are you heading to?"

"The yellow room at ground floor."

"The yellow room at the ground floor?" He repeats in such a somewhat frightened, nervous tone.

I step the thoughts aside. "Yes. I'll be waiting for you guys to come. Unless you want me to wait for you so we can go down there together—"

"Stop there!"

"What?" I hold onto the earpiece. The elevator stops. "What do you mean?—"

"Hyung, get out of there as soon as possible—I don't know how this happened—please, leave the ground floor already. Go back up—I have to warn the others—"

His voice suddenly goes muffled. "H-Hello? Alpha? Alpha!"

The dim lights flicker.

The doors haven't opened yet. A minute has passed already—

The lights go still again, but the doors are still closed.

In an instant I end the call; Alpha's muffled voice stops. My eyes go down on my watch once more.

5:30 a.m..

Ding.

The signal. The doors should be opening by now. My senses augment. The walls are sharper that I can now see every detail of it, even the dusts on each corner.

I look at the doors. They're still closed shut.

Ding.