ENDS IN SIN + ptg!

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— two

Wooseok, with the glimmer of tears in his eyes, asked like a little child down on his knees, "why isn't he moving?". None of them could answer this question. It was perhaps a hard thing to explain, or maybe at first hard to understand. Jinho, Hwitaek, Hyojong, Shinwon, Changgu, Yanan and Hyunggu—all looked at Yuto's still figure on the floor, and white foam escaping his mouth. At that moment Hyojong stepped away from the group, and searched for something to hold on to. Don't panic, you asshole, don't fucking panic.

"Why isn't he fucking moving?!" Wooseok yelled, his voice cracked and his body quivered. Hwitaek pushed Jinho towards the crying boy, he knew that he was the only one who could help in this situation.

"Hey—" Jinho started, as he placed his hand on Wooseok's shoulder.

"We're all getting out of here," Wooseok wiped his tears, pushed away Jinho's hand, and stood up, "and no one is fucking leaving anyone alone." The boy stepped out of the room, dragging with him Hyunggu. Hyunggu was terrified. Nothing was going right. He turned around to see whether anyone was following them—but the others were too terrified to move.

"Let's go now" Shinwon timidly said, and walked out, the rest came behind him.

Hyunggu was terrified. He didn't want this to happen. No one among them wanted this to happen. The idea of any one of his friends dying—suddenly, out of nowhere—was not something he ever thought of. He asked himself, are we safe? And he wanted an answer. The darkness replied. Yuto's corpse replied. Wooseok's tears replied. No.

He could feel few frail drops of rain slowly falling on his skin, as the nine of them hurried to the main gate. The guard wasn't there, it was strange already. His cabin was locked—a huge padlock was visible on the door and the main gate. The broken pieces of glass on the compound walls, and the pointed fence made it impossible to climb out. Going in was dangerous, staying out wasn't safe either.

"The reception?" Changgu spoke, as he pointed towards the door marked with 'RECEPTION' in golden. They went in, but they didn't find anyone, it was stranger, and scarier. The keys weren't there, the phone line was cut and pieces of the wires were spread on the floor. The fan in the next room was still spinning—they could hear it, and from it hung the receptionist, with her skin ice cold.

"Fuck! Fuck! FUCK!" Hyojong exclaimed, as he ran out and headed towards the dormitories. He tried one of the doors, it flung open, and from inside came the stench of decaying flesh and rusted metal. The room was lit up by a feeble light coming from a flickering lamp on the ceiling. The floor was smeared with fresh crimson blood, and at the corner of the room, he could see the carcass of a dead dog, with its skin half peeled off.

Hyojong felt his eyes water, his heart becoming heavier. His legs trembled, and he pushed himself away from the room. He fell on the ground, placed his back against the wall behind, and buried his face in his palms. The boys stood beside him—Hyunggu had never seen Hyojong this frightened, perhaps he had never seen him frightened in general. Hwitaek told him to remove his hands, and look at the others. He told him that the boys needed a strong Hyojong.

Hyojong's nose bled, his face was covered in tears, and his hair were damp with sweat. "I-I don't k-know what's happening—" he said.

"We all don't, hyung" Hyunggu spoke.

"We need to get out—" Yanan added.

"How the fuck can we?! The doors are locked, the keys are gone! We're stuck here you little creep! We will all die!" Hyojong hissed.

Hyunggu was hopeless. Hyojong was right—they were all going to die—just like Yuto and the receptionist. And it scared him to the core. He wasn't prepared. He glanced at the eight faces he could see. They were slightly wet because of the rain, a few drops still rolled down their face, and some dripped off the ends of their hair. Their eyes were mild pink, and their noses were red due to cold. He glanced at his watch—two twenty one.

"Okay" Hongseok spoke, after some careful examination, "we can either stay here and look at blood stains, go upstairs and try to protect ourselves, or we can wait till six near the gate."

He looked at the rest, they all knew they had to think fast. "It's too cold to stay outside" Jinho said, as he looked at his warm breath form a cloud in the air.

"I'm done with staying outside" Hyojong added.

"But before going in, we can at least try to climb out or something—maybe calling for help?" Changgu spoke.

"But nobody's out here at this hour" Jinho replied.

"The police are. We should try."

"And someone needs to stay with Hyojong" Hwitaek said.

"But we we're all sticking together, right?"

"Four of us stay with Hyojong, while the other four can try something out near the gate, and you can comeback after some time" Hyunggu said, "and then we'll all go to one of the dorms."

"Without dead dogs" Shinwon spoke, "I'm going to the gate, who else?"

Hongseok, Yanan and Hyunggu followed Shinwon, while the rest stayed back. "We'll be keeping an eye from here."

The four boys yelled out for anyone to hear them. They tried to hit the metallic gate to make sounds. "We can climb, right? A bit carefully, we'll avoid the glass—or the sharp edges" said Yanan. Hyunggu thought this idea was ridiculous, but then it was somehow possible to do so.

"Yanan is the tallest amongst us, so he lifts—um—Shinwon up, and we'll help Yanan" said Hongseok.

"I'm not doing this! What if I die?"

"Nothing's going to happen, okay? Most of the railings are bent and blunted."

They tried this plan. "Do you see anyone?"

"I can see red and blue lights far away, like, very far" Shinwon replied. He then screamed for help, hoping that the sound would reach there. Nothing's going to happen.

"Can you climb out?" Hyunggu asked.

"No. I want to come down."

They helped Shinwon down, and started to walk back. They could see the rest of them talking to Hyojong from far away, trying to make him feel better. Hyunggu knew that this would work, especially when Jinho is the company, but he also knew that everything that was happening was something they all would not like to experience again. He hoped that by six, when the staff comes back, they'd be able to escape the situation before anything else takes place. He turned around to glance one more time at the gate, just to check if anyone was there, or maybe an animal, but what he saw made him stand still with horror.