psycho || woosan

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epilogue two

"Check his breathing again!" it was unclear to him.

"Wooyoung try to breathe."

"Get the oxygen mask quick!"

He wanted to open his eyes so badly. He couldn't bring himself to do it. The first thing he noticed was the itchiness and pain all over his body.

"What happened?"

"Did I not die?"

He finally got his eyes open. He felt motion and bumps as he stared at a white roof. "Wooyoung? Are you there?" he looked over and saw Yeosang looking scared. He tried nodding his head but he had a pounding headache.

"Where's San?" he asked lowly not being able to be loud. Yeosang moved closer so Wooyoung can repeat it.

"Where's San?" Yeosang stopped as he felt deja vu. He instantly remembered the time San woke up and asked where Wooyoung was. how could he tell Wooyoung they had no idea where San was?

"I'm here." he heard. Wooyoung looked to his right and there San was smiling devilishly. "You deserve everything you're feeling right now. I'll make sure that never goes away after what you did." Wooyoung looked at Yeosang with tears in his eyes. He felt himself get choked up.

"I should've died! I can't be here. I told you not to look for me!" he did his best to take the mask off and sit up. The paramedics quickly grabbed Wooyoung and placed the mask on.

"Sans here! He's here! He'll get me! I have to die I can't keep living! Why didn't you let me die!" he thrashed around. He saw San laughing at him. Was he hallucinating? Why wasn't anyone doing anything? He felt drowsy, "they injected something in me." he passed out as they started pulling the stretcher out into the emergency room.