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"What if some fans notice us when we're out?" I asked towards Jc who was packing a backpack of stuff to take with us to the dungeons.
"We're only getting out the car and no ones going to suspect you're with us" he responded slinging his backpack over his shoulder "don't worry, just try and enjoy yourself, okay?"
I nodded in response and followed him to where the boys were stood all fucking around, Anderson flashed me a smile and I returned it timidly.
Kian slung his arm across my shoulders and grinned before beginning to squeeze my head until I was sure it was about to pop off of my shoulders.
"Stop it bitchass" I complained shoving him away from me, making him pout but also battle for a smile not to appear on his lips.
"Have you ever been to London dungeons?" Harrison asked us and I shook my head and tried to hide my blushing cheeks.
"It's scarewwwwwwwyyy" Kian teased in a childish voice making me hit him to tell him to shut up. He rubbed his arm where I'd slapped him and grumbled.
I was more aware of my surroundings when we stepped out the hotel, I was scared that someone was going to notice that I was hanging with them and then my freedom would be gone.
Luckily we were able to pile into a Taxi before anyone emerged from the London streets, Kian squishing me between he and Jc. They joked around for a bit before the taxi pulled up outside the dungeons.
"Okay now I'm scared" Jc admitted and I giggled and ruffled his hair.
We managed to get from the taxi to the entrance without anyone seeing us or being overly bothered about who the boys were.
Kian came behind me and placed both his hands on my shoulders as he listened to the tour guide. The lighting was so dark I could barely see ahead of me.
"I don't get to see many people down here" cackled a woman in an all black robe, I shot my hand up and grabbed Kian for safety as she screeched "but I do see other things"
The other people on the tour started to mutter until she slammed what looked like a stick down upon the floor creating a bang that silenced everyone.
"Through that door is the labyrinth of the lost, through there the lost souls wander in eternal torment and I hear them wailing, crying out PLEASE LET ME OUT"
The woman lead us down from where she stood towards a darker room where illuminated by a red glow was a few more actors.
"1665. Don't you look pleased with yourselves, ay? So you should do! Because you ain't dead!" A woman giggled causing all of us to look towards her as she spoke.
The plague, that's what she began to talk about. Picking someone from the crowd, the woman proceeded to explain about how he didn't look well and how he could be treated by vile remedies.
We were lead into another room where a film began to play upon the wall, the shock of its loud noise made me flinch and apparently so did Anderson because his older brother started to tease him about it.
1666, The great fire of London. Blood curdling screams carried through the halls and Kian gripped his hand around my waist, bending his head down towards my collarbone.
Then we were brought into a room where organs were being literally extracted from a body and I watched as Jc clamped his hand around his mouth and gagged.
This room lead to a hall with multiple heads with no bodies and finally towards a dark room where we were ordered to press our backs against a wall. Anderson was to my left, I could hear his heavy and panicked breathing, Kian to my right who had a tight grip on my hand.
"This is the torture chamber"
"Fabulous" I heard Harrison mutter and I broke out into a little smile as the woman who had hold of a weapon slapped it in and out of her palm.
"You right there!" She said pointing at Jc, I visibly saw him stop breathing "put your arm out like this"
He copied her, putting his arm straight out in front of him.
"Higher" she ordered "a little higher"
He did as he was told holding his arm straight up in the air as she slapped her weapon in her hand again as she spoke,
"Perfect, thanks for volunteering. Sit in the chair"
He sent Kian a worried look before mouthing 'help' and following the way towards a large chair at the opposite side of the room. The woman tied up his hands upon the chair.
"Now tell me, Sir, do you like pain?" She asked and Jc shook his head very violently "these others are going to tell me what this weapon is used for and if they don't guess it right, I'll demonstrate it on YOU"
She stepped forward and showed what looked like a large pair of scissors towards us, some of the people shouted out a few answers until someone shouted,
"They're used for the tongue"
"CORRECT!" Shouted the woman snapping the scissors towards Jc as he sat absolutely petrified "put them in a hot furnace and clamp them onto the cold tongue"
Jc jerked his head back in fear as the woman reenacted the twisting of the tongue in her clamps before yanking them away with a cackle.
Then we're lead into a court, a man from above us suddenly booming his voice making Anderson jump towards me shouting,
"Fucking hell" in his English accent.
I giggled and pulled his hoodie towards me, gripping it from behind as we skeptically looked around for anymore jump scares.
After the room goes quiet we're lead towards boats which we had to board, Kian helped me on and held me close to him the whole time probably more for his benefit than mine.
After the Jack The Ripper rooms and the horrific and very gruesome film we're brought through Mary Tudors room where orange fire burned in the middle and flickered upon the walls.
To exit we were brought through Newgate Prison which consisted of many cages and cells, finally breaking out the door into freedom.
Jc looked traumatised and I noticed I was still gripping onto Anderson for dear life. We were all gobsmacked and a little dazed.
"Thank god I'm not sleeping alone" I mumbled looking over at Kian who smirked and raised a brow,
