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↻ eighteen

Jisoo was slowly breathing, heartbeat low, and cuts everywhere with possible broken bones. How did it all go wrong? That's what all of them wondered. When the five arrived Jeonghan was pushing a block of ice with the two others inside. The group was scared out of their minds at the image.

Seokmin passed out from exhaustion after they made their way back. He woke up two hours later with cloths wrapped around his arms, calves, and chest. The guard slowly propped himself up on his elbows and looked around, there was no one in the room, just a few cloths and medicine on shelves and tables. He then remembered what happened before his black out.

❝Where is Jisoo?❞ He asked no one in particular. Seokmin slowly lifted himself out of the bed like mattress and hobbled over to the door. As he limped a person came through the door, it was Chan. Once the boy saw him, he gasped and immediately went to assist him.

❝Seokmin? Why are you not laying down? You're injured.❞

❝I-I'm fine Chan, I have been through worse.❞

❝I guess, w-what happened out there? Jeonghan wouldn't tell anybody anything.❞ Chan looked up to the guard with eyes of desperation. Seokmin thought about it before sighing.

❝You know the rule, right? To never go out by yourself at night,❞ Chan nodded but kept quiet, so the guard just continued. ❝They went out, so bad things happened to us. Good thing Jeonghan came in time and helped us...❞

❝W-what would have happened if he didn't come?❞

❝I guess..... I wouldn't be here talking to you...❞ That response hit Chan hard. The prince was scared about the whole idea of losing someone close to him. His parents being absent was already enough on his shoulders. Seokmin sensed his mood.

❝Cheer up Channie, lets be glad that didn't happen.❞ Seokmin hugged the younger and rubbed his back as comfort. Chan sniffed back tears, he didn't want to make this even worse than it already was. He took Seokmin towards the room Jisoo was in.

The door slowly opened, revealing the unconscious boy laying down, his condition wasn't better than the guard. Scratches were on his arms and legs, scabs on his face, but the one thing that caught Seokmin's eye was the dark bruises on the latter's neck. The choking the beast did to him showed prominently. ❝Do you think he will survive this?❞ Chan mumbled his question out. The prince looked up to the other who kept his glance still on Jisoo.