Killer Cruise

Chapter 8

Another red droplet came down, landing in the space between us.

Shiet!

...it wasn't a joke.

I met Taehyungs gaze again, neither of us saying anything for awhile, only able to stand frozen on the spot.

I mean what do you even say in such a situation!

"Phone." I mumbled out, dryly swallowing after.

He leaned closer, obviously not hearing me.

"Phone," I repeated "Handphone," I mimic his little hand boop-beep actions from yesterday night.

Nodding in understanding, he took his phone out and presented it to me. I keyed in Hannah's number, she's got to get her aunt here and clear-

No service. No wi-fi network available either.

So it wasn't just my phone, whoever did this probably planned it out so that we can't contact anyone from outside.

My throat went dry as I stared at the small pool of red that now formed by our feet, thinking of what to do next.

Should we leave? But things outside could be worse, he could be waiting outside for us.

"Taehyung did you..." my voice tremoured, but I need to know if he understood those crazy rules. Me flashing a dude to save him isn't about to go in vain "did you understand?"

He peels his eyes away from the ceiling "understand?" his deep voice tremoured as well.

"Just now, what the man on the speaker said,"

He looks at me, clearly distressed while shaking his head, under normal situations I would've laughed at the sudden adorable expression but right now I needed to drill it into his head what those rules were so he doesn't end up on the ceiling next.

"The person who did that," I point up at the poor person "said. We, passengers," I point at him and I "cannot," my fingers form an X while I shake my head "walk alone,"

Slowly, he nodded. Extending a hand out towards me he hesitantly begins speaking again "we... walk gether? together?"

Well I don't have a choice do I? Can't exactly walk with the dead body above.

"Yea, we walk but this-" I gestured toward his palm "- is a no-no," looking him in the eyes I shake my head, he mirrors my actions with a lost expression.

"We no touchy-touch got it?"

He nods and shows an 'ok' sign with his fingers before shoving his hand into his pocket.

"No touchy-touch," he repeats but then his gaze shifts, scanning me but not in a creepy way.

After his assessment his features softened "You'll never wa-walk alone,"

I- what is this?

"As long as I'm wit you, promise," his gaze grew so intense for a moment the air became obsolete of oxygen.

He holds the door open which I thank him for as we made our way out. Walking side by side in silence.

So many questions hung in the air.

Who is doing this?
Why are they doing this?
Whats the third rule?
Why are the rules so weird?

..and Taehyung ...I don't know much about him at all. Heck yes I'm skeptical of him but at least he's not the killer right? He was with me when the person above was killed.

Considering the first drop of blood fell only when we were there meant the cut was fresh.

....meaning the killer could have quite possibly been watching us or the murder itself happened in the room next to us when I was busy checking Taehyung out.