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*Nightmare Realm*

*Taeyong Perspective*

"I want you to meet my friends. Johnny and Doyoung. They're really great. I think they can help you with this, to get you out of here." 

Mark and I were walking to his house. It was pitch black out but Mark didn't seem to mind. I didn't have a clue what time it was, but then I remembered that there was no time. It was dark and 0:00 always.

"So you're from another world? Another dimension?" Mark asked, curiously.

I nodded. "Yup! It's pretty much like here but it's not dark all the time and people don't have these," I gestured for my mouth. "And there's another version of everyone I've met here in the other world! Like for example, there's another you! His name is also Mark and he's super friendly. You guys are actually pretty similar."

Mark looked interested. "Wow, another me! That's awesome! And also kind of weird....but anyways. Is there Johnny and Doyoung in this other world?"

"Yes."

Mark gasped in awe but then frowned. His voice dropped to a whisper. "Is there another Ten?" 

I stopped in my tracks and grabbed his shirt collar. "How the fuck do you know about him?" 

Mark looked terrified. He gulped in panic and I immediately let him go. "I'm so sorry!" I cried. "I don't know what came over me, I guess you just caught me off guard."

Mark took a step back and I felt my heart drop. "Listen again Mark, whatever I did in the past, I really truly don't remember it." He just raised an eyebrow. "I'm sorry." I murmured weakly.

He walked up to me and put a hand on my shoulder. "Everyone knows about Ten." He said and turned to keep walking. 

I looked at him quizzically. Had he just forgotten what we were talking about or did he really forgive me? Whatever the case, I was glad that we were done talking about my actions of the past.

I hurried after him and opened my mouth to answer him. He seemed to be listening but was looking at down at the rock he was kicking while we walked. 

"Yes, there is another Ten." I clenched my jaw to spit out the last word. "But he's not like this version. The other Ten is, kind and honest and sympathetic and beautiful and talented and perfect and-"

Mark put a hand over my mouth, well, my scar. "I get the point." He laughed. 

I smiled sheepishly and blushed. "Yeah well, he is my everything. I, I love him." I bit my lip as soon as I finished talking. 

I did love Ten. With all my heart. I needed to get back to him. I needed to see his face and tell him that I do love him. And I want him by my side forever. 

Mark didn't seem to think much of my confessing my love to another version of the Ten he knew. The Ten in this world. I love the real Ten. My Ten.

Finally after what seemed forever we got to Mark's apartment. It was on the fifth story of an old kind of trashy apartment building. I noticed that it looked like all the other buildings we had passed. Dark colored and old looking. I didn't like the feel of this place. I could only say I liked it more than Ten's house. 

We climbed the stairs to get to their room. I tried my absolute best not to touch anything. I'm a germaphobe. I hate hate hate anything that may be even the slightest bit dirty or dusty. I glued my arms to my side and avoided the grimy hand rail on the staircase. 

When we got to the fifth floor Mark showed me to their apartment. It was number 127. Section U. Floor V. Dreamie Apartment Complex. 

Mark unlocked the door. We came in but Johnny and Doyoung weren't  there. I was a little disappointed about that but You could say I was in shock with the cleanliness of the apartment. Compared to the lobby of the building, this place was actually pretty nice. The furniture looked clean and there was no dust on the countertops. Unlike the walls outside, there was no mold or bloodstains. I felt a world better just being inside than out in the hallway. 

Mark threw the keys on the counter and went to the fridge. "Can I get you anything to drink?" He asked. 

I sat down in one of the barstools and bit the inside of my check. "Maybe some water?" He nodded and grabbed two water bottles. He sat down on the stool next to me and turned to face me. 

"Now," he started. "You want to get out of here as soon as possible? Why?"

I took a sip of my water and rested my head on my hand. "Well, one I think I'm actually in like a coma back home and I don't want to worry any of my friends or family. Two, I miss my Ten. Not this horrible Ten, but the one from my place. He actually gave me this." I carefully pulled out the music box from my pocket and set it gently on the counter. 

Mark cocked his head and smiled. "A music box?"

"Not just any music box," I corrected him. "It plays a song I really like. That he wrote for me actually. I've never shown anyone this to anyone else actually."

Mark looked genuinely interested and was smiling. It wasn't the same as my other Mark, for this version had a scar over his mouth, but still it was a smile. 

"Can I play it?" He asked, picking up the box. 

"Sure!" I grinned, excited to hear the familiar tune I love so much. Mark turned it on and I closed my eyes. I could imagine the two tiny people dancing around and around as my song played. I remember when Ten wrote this song. Back when we were traniees he played it on the piano for me. I had loved it as much then as I do now. 

So we listened to the song, forgetting what we were talking about. All I remember is that Mark kept replaying it. And at that counter I fell asleep for the first peaceful night in that dark place.




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