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Third Person's POV

It was deep in the night. The hallways and rooms were dark. The moon didn't shine as bright as the day before yesterday.

He wanted to find answers. He also noticed that the monster only appears in the night. Their twisted versions. The nightmare versions of them.

Jisung is in front of his Mark hyung's chambers. He has a flashlight in his hands. He was there because what happened to Mark might happen again.

He's waiting for his Jaemin hyung.

He waited for an hour, but Jaemin didn't enter his Mark hyung's bedroom nor did he hear any scream inside.

He decided to go to the living room but again, there was nothing there. He then went to Jaemin's chambers. He waited another hour but he didn't feel weird about himself.

In the end, he decided to roam around the mansion and try to investigate why this is happening to them.

He went to the second floor and looked at the rooms if there was any mirror. He took what Minsoo and Renjun in his head. There are in some point but he didn't notice something weird. Just his reflection.

He came into the same room where Minsoo and Renjun saw their different selves, but Jisung didn't know.

He walked towards the mirror and looked at himself. The more he looked, the more his reflection changed.

But it didn't change to the Jisung that he and Jeno saw earlier.

It was Renjun.

Another Renjun.

What Donghyuck said rushed inside his head. His guess was right. He was the next victim. He took a step back away from the mirror.

The possessed Renjun smiled slyly.

It knew. It knew that Jisung was searching for answers about the paranormal things happening to his friends. It knew that he wants and needs to know something.

Jisung was suddenly breathing heavily. The Renjun in the mirror chuckled and spoke.

❝𝖂𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖉𝖔 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖐𝖓𝖔𝖜?❞

It disappeared.

Then Jisung felt like someone was choking him. He gasped for air. He can feel breaths near his neck and heard a chuckle.

By the time he almost lost his breath, the choking stopped. The voice was gone. He was now all alone.

He looked at his hand.

There was no flashlight.

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