madmen and sadmen

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Welcome to hur mansion. The rules of the game are simple.

Footsteps echoed loudly down the hallways, hitting maroon walls and disrupting the eerie silence that seemed to encompass the mansion. The group of boys ran hastily, stopping at each door in search of something, leaving the rooms ravaged and filled with a lingering smell of fear and hysteria.

At the head was Heeseung, a steady determined look gracing his face. One look at his eyes, however, betrayed every emotion. They were glazed over with a sheen of fear, panic, and careful calculation. As if he was ready to give up and curl in on himself, accepting whatever fate had in store for him, but the more sane part of his brain was whirring with thoughts, thinking up multiple plans at once and forcing him to stay on his feet. Next to him was Jungwon, who certainly hid his fear better than Heesung but held a similar look.

Rule #1: Find the hidden person.

As the distorted voice had been explaining the rules of the game, the power suddenly turned on. Lightbulbs hung from the ceiling, flickering every so often and shining dully down on them. They did nothing to soothe the nerves of the less brave of the bunch.

The voice had gone on to describe a "Daniel" fellow, who by the sounds of it, had also unwillingly gotten caught up in the whole mess if he existed at all. Nothing could confirm that what was happening was real. Who's to say this wasn't some creepily elaborate dream handed straight to Heeseung by God himself?

And then someone turned the corner running straight into him and ow yeah, he was definitely still awake

"Fuck— stop doing that!" A voice separate from the body that'd bumped into him yelled.

Said body stumbled back, but not before returning a Fuck you! to the first person.

The confusion that began to form in his head at the sight of two young boys, glaringly disheveled, was quickly (quite literally) knocked out of him as Geonu bumped into him from behind, sending them both to the ground. Echan then followed, then Kyungmin, and soon all of them were falling over like a bunch of pathetic dominoes.

Both of the new arrivals took multiple steps back out of range of the mess of limbs on the floor. Jungwon, who had been beside Heeseung at the time, had also evaded the mess and was staring down at them unamused.

"You're cursed. I can't believe this," Voice Number 1 said in disbelief, attempting to whisper but failing at it over his anger.

Voice Number 2, and also the one who was currently holding his forehead in pain, scoffed. "If anything, you're the cursed one here. Bad luck has been nipping at my ankles since the minute I met you."

"What the fuck? You're the one who literally bulldozed into me!"

"Well, you should've watched where you were going!"

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