𝗝𝗲𝘂 𝗱𝘂 𝗦𝗮𝗻𝗴 (𝘎𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘉𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 )

❛ 1 1 ❜

"Which way shall we go?" Wooyoung asked and pointed to the three corridors in front of them. They hadn't left the entrance area yet, didn't even know where to go.

"Of course we wouldn't be able to just go to that stupid room," Seonghwa grumbled and looked around. His eyes fell on the lights, all of which were not lit. No matter which way they would go, they would have to walk through the darkness, he concluded. The others didn't even notice how he walked slowly forward and followed a soft laughter from one of the corridors.

"We should split up," Mingi suggested. San just shook his head stubbornly.
"No. If we split up, only bad things will happen anyway. We should stay together."
He had folded his arms.

It wasn't that he was afraid, he just didn't like the thought of them splitting up.  Together they were much stronger and if there was so much cruelty waiting for them they should stay together, at least San thought so. But even if the others were aware of it, they did not think like him.
"No. There are six of us, if we split up, nobody has to walk around alone and we will find the room faster."

Wooyoung didn't look up, he didn't like the idea of splitting up either, but even to him, the idea seemed to make more sense, even if it was uncomfortable. Everyone had read enough books, heard enough stories to know that this could be the point where everything goes wrong. But these were just stories, weren't they?

"Then let's split up. Seonghwa and San go left together, Mingi and Wooyoung go right, and I'll go down the middle corridor with Jongho," Yeosang divided them all. Even though the mood was suddenly strange, everyone agreed and went to their partners.

Except San. San just stood confused in the same spot where he had stood before and looked around desperately, hoping to find Seonghwa.
"Seonghwa?" he called out for him several times, whereupon the others stopped and turned to him.
Only now did they notice that he was absent, only for how long they wondered.

But their search was short, for after a few seconds they heard footsteps coming from the left corridor.The footsteps became clearer and clearer until Seonghwa finally stepped out of the passage while holding two flickering torches. 
"Sorry for the sudden disappearance. But I swear I heard something in that corridor" he approached the others more and more.

"Did you find anything?" Yeosang asked, whereupon Seonghwa just shook his head.
"No, nothing.There was only a dead end and these torches," he told them about what he saw there.
San sighed in relief and stood beside him.

"At least nothing happened to you, do you know how much you frightened us?" he grumbled at him and took one of the torches.

"Just leave that. There is no point in getting upset. But now that we know what is in the left corridor, should we just leave it out?" Mingi asked and looked at Jongho and Yeosang. The two just nodded silently.

"Very talkative," Seonghwa teased them and walked over to them.
"I could hear you talking. Everything echoes quite far in here, I'll just join these two," he said and pulled the two closer together.

"I'll see you then. If anything happens, make sure you make a lot of noise," was the last thing Yeosang said before the two groups disappeared into the shadows. San, who was still standing confused in the entrance, quickly ran after Mingi and Wooyoung.

"Wait!" he shouted.

The corridors of the castle seemed to be quite long, for the three groups didn't know how long they had been walking straight ahead. But the endless paintings and that old red carpet seemed to have no end.
"I don't have a good feeling about this," San whispered, clinging to Wooyoung.