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the moment they felt the ground materializing underneath their feet, they immediately notice that they have moved elsewhere.
❝ what the — ❞ jeno's eyelids flutter, slowly regaining his sight. blinded by the lights, it is hard to decipher where they are at the moment.
❝ what just happened? ❞ jaemin's low voice creates fervent echoes. ❝ where are we? ❞
jisung twirls clockwise, observing his surroundings. ❝ this is.. a basketball court. ❞
❝ it is, ain't it? ❞ the boy called 'mark lee' hustles upon another sudden appearance. ❝ i was guessing for it to be some sort of a football court but i suppose you're right, jisung-ah. ❞ he sprints his way towards the window, feeling the gust of air from outside. ❝ hm, dark and itchy. smells like teen spirit. ❞
❝ yah, where are we, exactly? ❞ donghyuck asks, not amused. ❝ how did we leave the museum? well, not that i'm complaining... ❞
❝ we're at a local basketball court in seoul, around the early nineties. '92, judging by the smell. something 'bout it feels like the year of the monkey for me. ❞ the boy clasps his hands, startling the rest of them. ❝ so! now we're here, shall we start? ❞
❝ yah, you said you'd give us an explanation! ❞ jeno raises his voice in suspicion. ❝ you haven't gave us an introduction. ❞
❝ haven't i made myself clear? my name is mark lee. ❞
❝ great, like that explains everything. ❞ renjun scoffs. ❝ how did we even get here? what is this place? did you just say we're now at the year 1992 — 27 years away from the actual present time? how did we end up here? ❞
mark looks severely disappointed by their cluelessness. ❝ you really don't know, don't you... ❞
❝ we don't even know who you are. ❞ donghyuck spits out sharply.
mark scrambles down his feet, straight to the floor and sighs. he tries his best to keep his calm. ❝ hm, never thought i'll ever reach the stage where you don't notice me.. ❞
jaemin raises an eyebrow. ❝ excuse me? ❞
❝ well then, i suppose this is really the end. ❞ he gathers all the strength he has left and stands up. ❝ not for you all, by the way, but for me. this is my last stage. ❞
❝ yah, try to make some sense, will you? ❞ donghyuck grumbles.
❝ but what if he's telling the truth? ❞ jisung mumbles under his breath. ❝ maybe we do know him... ❞
❝ you will, jisung-ah. just not now. ❞ mark assures him.
❝ how exactly did you know my name? ❞
❝ you introduced yourself to me, not so long ago. 40 years ago, i think? i guess it is, looking at the cars and the ugly outfits.. ❞ mark snaps back into reality. ❝ anyway, that is not my story to tell. hm, okay. i better get used to this environment, now that you don't know me. ❞
