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"Jongho?! What's wrong?" Hongjoong shouts, trying to feel around for the maknae. The older male then realized what the vocalist was screaming about.

They happened to have landed on a pile of dead bodies. They ranged from large to skinny, tall to short, and female to male. All of them were drenched in the all too familiar crimson liquid, which happened to stain the group's clothes. The rest of the members screamed in panic, desperately climbing out of the pile and landing on safe ground.

"That's quite disturbing. Who the hell leaves dead bodies in their own home?" Yeosang shivered in disgust.

"There's something we're missing. Something doesn't seem right." Yunho suggested.

"Well okay gang, let's spilt up and look for clues." Hongjoong spoke up.

"DUDE THIS ISN'T SCOOBY DOO." Wooyoung shouted.

"Shhhhhh.... just let him be." San whispered, covering the young dancer's mouth.

"I could take Yunho, San and Wooyoung. While Hongjoong can take Mingi, Yeosang and Jongho?" Seonghwa suggests, which then everyone surprisingly agreed to.

"There ain't no homophobes in this gay household." Yunho whispers, causing the other 99 liners to giggle.

"Oh laugh all you want. This homophobe is going to watch each of you die in the future." Jongho rolled his eyes at their childish behaviour.

"Sure. I'll go upstairs, you stay here." Hongjoong ignored the comments while talking to the older.

"Wait, where is Baekhyun and Chanyeol? They were just with us." San asked.

"That's weird, maybe they got scared and ran off when we fell." Wooyoung suggested.

"What a bunch of pussies." Jongho sneered.

"Alrighty, we shouldn't waste anymore time. Let's go." Hongjoong announces, some of the boys following the small leader while the rest followed the visual.

"Wait, Hongjoong." Seonghwa called out. "We meet back here if any of us get lost, okay?" He asks, with the rest of the members agreeing.

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- Meanwhile-

THUMP!

"What was that noise?!"

"I don't know. Maybe visitors?"

"Possibly some more victims...."

"I'm so surprised we haven't died yet."

"No one is gonna die you midget."

"The people that just dropped in might."

"Oh my god they're not going to die, you damn dolphin!"

"He could be right you know."

"Whatever, let's go make sure the ghosts don't do anything stupid."

The nine boys walked out from the giant broken wall and split up to follow each group.

"OH CANADA!"

"MINHYUNG YOU'RE GONNA GET US CAUGHT!"

"Sorry Man."

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-Seonghwa's Group-

"Hello? Is anyone home?" Wooyoung calls out, flashlight in hand.

"Of course no one is home. No one's answering." San replied.

"Will you two be quiet? What if there was a killer hiding behind these walls?" Yunho snapped at the younger two.

Seonghwa tuned out their argument and focused on finding any traces of life. His flashlight shone through the pitch black space, only to his disappointment to find nothing. Suddenly he felt a gust of wind tickle the back of his neck.

"Who is it?! Who's there?!" The oldest shouts, waving his flashlight around. He looked around only to gasp as an unfriendly looking ghost suddenly emerged from thin air.

"Excuse me." The ghost hissed. "Are you in need of some...... assistance?"

Seonghwa was met with colourful orbs. The oldest felt himself relax and smile as he drifted into a hypnotic trance. He suddenly drops his flashlight, the object smashing as soon as it hit the rocky ground. Seonghwa eyes were so fixated that the ghost would move around him, and Seonghwa would follow.

"Are you lost, Seonghwa?" The ghost asked as he stared into his eyes. Seonghwa nods in response, his mouth slightly parted open.

Wooyoung gasped in shock as he was cornered by another ghost.

"Why are you so scared, darling?" The ghost asked, his colourful eyes piercing into Wooyoung's curious brown ones.

"Go away! W-what do you want?!" Wooyoung struggled.

Meanwhile San was cornered by yet another ghost. He desperately tried to fight for control of his mind, his eyes a mix of colour and his regular brown eyes.

Yunho gasped as he saw the state of his bandmates. 'I've got to help them!' The boy thought as he ran.

"SAN! WOOYOUNG! SEONGHWA HYUNG!SNAP OUT OF IT!" Yunho shook the three males, trying to snap them awake.

"Shut it." Another voice snapped.

"What?" The dancer questioned.

"You and your friends trespassed this house, and we don't like trespassers." Another ghost appeared, his colourful eyes piercing through Yunho's.  "But don't worry, you and your friends will be in a better place soon." The ghost smirked as he touched Yunho's cheek gently.

Yunho dropped his flashlight as well and he felt his body grow numb. He felt powerless against the ghosts, but he felt a sense of relaxation in his muscles and his mouth twitch into a smile. A part of Yunho was telling him to wake up, while the other part was fully under the ghost's spell.

The four hypnotized boys were then lead to a space, which had bloodstains from previous victims. The four boys lifted their heads to meet the ghosts who now had machetes raised above their heads, ready to kill. The most disturbing part was that they still had those stupid small smiles.

Then, the machetes struck down.