Trapped ✅

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No one dared to speak. Nayeon sat back against the wall, jaw dropped, staring at what used to be her best friend bleeding to death, basically dead. Tzuyu stood by her master, for the time being, silently mourning her groupmates, hoping and praying the rest of them make it out alive. Dahyun, who just turned into an adult, has witness so much that someone her age shouldn't have. She was scarred.

"Since she's dead, pet," The killer snapped his fingers twice and Tzuyu ran to dispose of the body. "The next person to die is you with the really white skin." Nayeon gasped, seemingly snapping out of her shock.

"No, I can't let you do that. Please. She just turned 20. She has so much of her life left. Let her live it, please." The man shrugged. "No thank you. You should make it easy for me and not fight. It's exhausting and clearly," He gestured to the remaining members. "It doesn't end well." He leaned out and fixed the angle of one of the cameras.

"Wait, these cameras are still rolling?" Nayeon asked. The man gave her a look as if to say, 'Of course they're rolling'. He obviously didn't see what she was getting at.

"Oh my gosh, producer, please help us. I know you can see us. Why aren't you here yet. The door is unlocked. Please save us-" The killer covered her mouth and shoved her, back first, into the wall she was previously leaning on.

"I'm so tired of hearing your voice. How did you members deal with you?" He covered his ears while she was speaking. "We taped her mouth shut." The murder snickered. "Really?" Dahyun nodded. "And when she would leave her glasses on top of the refrigerator, Jeongyeon would put them in the fridge and record her trying to find them after taking her lenses out." The male let out a volumous laugh. "And when she did find them, her lenses would be popped out." The man rolled over laughing his head off. "That's so funny. Tell me more." Dahyun tapped her chin trying to thing of a funny story. Nayeon immediately caught on to the act and sneakily shuffled closer to the door with Tzuyu.

"Oh okay. When we were filming for Twice's Elegant Private Life, Jeongyeon dressed up as a ghost and had Nayeon come into this old warehouse place. You should've seen her. She screamed so loud and ran so funny. She hid behind the producer and kept yelling "Don't hurt me, don't hurt me."" The psycho grabbed his stomach as he bent over in laughter. "Oh my goodness, if I knew you were so funny I would've planned to kill you last. I can't ruin this plan though. My apologizes. You are really funny though."

Before Dahyun could react a knife was pushed into her stomach and then again in her chest. The killer had a brief look of pain in his eye before turning cold again. "Pet, this one too." Tzuyu rushed over and pulled the girl by her arms. "I'm sorry Dubu. I'll join you guys soon." Dahyun weakly shook her head as she got dragged out. "You have to get out of here. Now. Go!" Tzuyu ran down the maze like hall and didn't look back.