𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒 ☾ 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐇𝐘𝐔𝐂𝐊

032

reee this is so late,, i was working on a mark edit and i completely forgot 😔

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After almost 20 missed calls, Mark finally lost it. Donghyuck wasnt picking up his phone.

The older KNEW something bad would happen with Donghyuck. He had a feeling, yet he was stupid enough to let him go.

Mark grabbed his coat and ran out of his house. He ran towards the direction of the convenience store, where Donghyuck should have taken.

He ran and ran until he reached inside the store. The cashier gave him a weird stare, since he was scrounging the entire store yelling out a name at 5 am. After 5 minutes, Mark went to the cashier.

"Have you seen a boy, a tad shorter than me, brown hair, tanned skin??" Mark wheezed as he had no air from running everywhere.

"No I haven't I'm sorry. What happened?" The cashier asked in a low voice, looking worried for the boy.

"Um nothing, my boyfriend came here to get some ramen an hour ago. I think something really bad happened to him.." Mark informed the guy behind the counter, feeling his heart break.

"Hmm... actually thinking about it, I saw someone running around here? He had a mask on."

"Yes! He was wearing a mask!"

"Follow me then." The cashier left his spot and checked if there was any costumers. After making a quiz scan, he brought Mark to the back and thats when he started to feel a little skeptical about this.

I don't think Donghyuck would have gone inside the woods?

"I think he ran off somewhere along the woods there." The man pointed to the dark and eerie woods in front of them. Mark walked a bit further in front and scanned the place.

"Oh, it seems like I didn't catch your name..." Mark added, still looking around.

"My name?" Mark suddenly felt a cold hand being placed on his shoulder. Along with it, a small hysterical laugh.

"Minho."
Mark froze at the name.

"Lee Minho."

Feeling something being impaled into his neck, everything turns dark.

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yikes to be continued next chapter

SIKE

im continuing :)

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Mark slowly begins to wake up and groans at the numbness of his entire body. He tried to open his eyes but some drug in his body was preventing him from doing so. His hands were tied up to the edgeof a bed and his legs were so numb he could barely feel them.

"Where am... I?"
Mark mumbled to himself.

He cautiously looks around his surrounding. It seemed like he was in some run-downed shack and the wind coming from a hole freezes the room. He swings his head to look front and sees a boy lifelessly tied to a chair. Both arms and legs were tied which obstructed him from moving and escaping. Bruises and cuts were lined up all along his bare legs and arms. His face contained many cuts which scared the older.