Premonition | Stray Kids AU

Chapter 31: Nightmare

❗️warning❗️/this chapter contains sensitive words and mentions self-harm so please read at your own risk./

Shawn's POV

A couple of weeks passed. There are many things happening to us. After Zian's accident, the bombing incident to Justin, and now Dean rushed to the hospital yesterday. I keep thinking about what's behind those things and why I keep dreaming about them.

Meanwhile, the individual test is getting tighter and intense, we're already in the second week of the individual test. All of us wants to be in, everyone is determined because of that dream we are all sharing but the only one can achieve that one important spot.

I can't help but wonder how this competition will change everything especially our friendship. I can't help but be worried after that fight I witnessed between Enos and Hanz.

"An hour break everyone!" Jirou shouted while clapping his hands to gather the attention of Team A. Joseph gave us each bottle of water and they are all laying down the fields.

I got my bottle of water and drank it as if I experienced such drought for years.

I got my bag and leave the field. I want to go to a quiet place. My feet brought me at the back of the school where no one is allowed to come. I climbed the gate and saw an old bench surrounded by tall grasses. I lay down at the bench and inserted my earphones and took a nap.

It was a total darkness, a kind of darkness that encourages you to fall asleep as you close your eyes, tossing and turning in a futile attempt to slip away into the depths of unconsciousness, blissfully unaware until I opened my eyes.

In a dark wild ambiguous place I was walking with a flashlight in my hand all I can see is darkness and the sound of dried leaves falling from trees as I stepped it until I noticed a silhouette sitting at the corner silently until it stood up.

"I'm tired. I'm already tired... I'm tired of being tired"

A voice that keeps repeating over and over again. That's Dean's voice. I saw a Dean that I never seen before. He's not crying, he's not yelling just a blank face but full of emotions. Emotions that he always hid in us and to the people around him.

He climbs in a chair where there is a rope in a slipknot in front of him. I want to stop him but I can't hear my voice as if it is muted.

He kneels down and stick his head in the noose then position it around the carotid artery. He pushed the rope downward with his head and kick the chair where was standing a while ago.

I was standing there in a state of shock in a few minutes after I witnessed everything until I noticed he had no sign of life left in him.

He was the darkest of purple with blood seeping from his mouth.

"No, no this can't be happening. This can't be real!"