edited: 06/26/17
"Guys, I'm so sorry for what happened earlier. I just—" we are in the midst of packing our things as we are about to go home. Tomorrow is Monday and apparently, Mondays means school. It's already 9:23pm and some of us are already sleeping inside the van. Kris hyung smiled at me, showing his almighty gums and said, "It's okay. None of us wanted that to happen, right?". Geez, I hope I can overcome this stupid trauma of mine.
"No need to apologize, Chanyeol. We can always go back here whenever we want." Junmyeon hyung smiled, carrying his bags.
"Yeah."
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We're on our way home and we are ten minutes away from the rest house. The only ones left awake are Kris hyung; driving the van, Junmyeon hyung on his phone, Sehun who is hogging the chips, and me. I am quite sure that we'll be like the zombies in the walking dead when we go to school tomorrow.
"Yeollie~" Bacon mumbled, drooling on my shoulder. He's sleeping and I guess he's having dreams about me.
"Oh shit!" Kris hyung cursed.
I jerked my head up as I felt the van abruptly stop. Fuck, did we caught into an accident? Did we ran over someone or something? "Hyung! What happened?" I asked him, confused and scared. His hands were trembling and I can see that he's sweating. He slowly turned his head towards me, looking like he's about to faint.
"We're lost...and our van broke down." he trembled. When I averted my eyes on the window, I cursed as it started raining hard. "Now what?" Junmyeon hyung sighed. "H-Hyung, I'm scared." Sehun shivered, still stuffing his mouth with his chips. We need to get out of here. What if a ghost appears out of nowhere? Zombies? Or worse, a murderer?! I shuddered with that thought.
"Okay, let's calm down. I'll call my dad to send us another van." Junmyeon hyung calmly said, pressing something onto his phone. Wait, what if. . .
"No! Fuck, fuck the signal!" Junmyeon hyung cursed, throwing his phone to his side. No way, this is crazy! I tried to see if my phone works but damn, no signal. All of the others started to wake up and now it is fucking noisy.
"What should we do?" Jongin asked in fear. "We should wait for the rain to stop so that we can seek for help in this middle of nowhere." Kris hyung sighed, massaging his temple.
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After an hour of continuously pouring rain, it somehow stopped. We got out of the van and tried to search for help. There are no cars passing by and it is damn black-shut-no-freaking-light dark. Ugh, this is the usual setting of a horror story.
"Me Jongin, me love Kyungie." Jongin blurted out in the middle of this horror scene. "Oh my god, Jongin." Jongdae looked at him, weirded out by the sudden explosion of Jongin's thought . "Me no joke,me king of jungle." Jongin, again, blurted out and ripped his clothes, leaving him in nothing but boxers.
Okay. Calm down, Chanyeol. This is just my hallucination, right?
"Starting today, I am Kriscasso."
Oh snap.
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