Chapter 3 (Minho POV)

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I stood in the bathroom after my shower breathing in, I messed up at dance practice I can't mess up. God if I mess up again they will fire me I can feel it.

I walked into my bedroom and sat in it grabbing my phone, checking it. I sat my phone down and layed in bed, doing my nightly breathing exercises before falling asleep.

When I arrived in my dream, I looked around an old creepy room with a vanity, obviously a child's room. Judging by the toy doll on the vanity. Victorian doll. Next to it was a bottle, on the little cap was a scratch. I flinched. The bottle clearly wasn't that old, I walked toward it and picked it up.

"Open the bottle and start the game" I read on the label. Huh weird,  I looked at the doll and raised my eye it looked like a little girl. It was so.........human like.

"Ꚍдҝє д ѕїҏ дҋԁ єҋꚍєя ꚍӊє ԍдӎє..."

I heard something whisper  " what the fu-" I begin before something Came over me I popped the lid off and took a sip. Gawd it's disgusting, but yet sweet.

I screamed it felt like my body was dissolving and I fell to the floor in pain and disappeared into thin air.

"Ꙇєꚍ ꚍӊє ԍдӎєѕ бєԍїҋ..."

Minho~

Minho~

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