Run

"Beep...beep...beep...beep...beep beeeeeeeeeeeep"

His face paled, eyes went wide, jaws clenched, veins popping out and heart beating fast. He can't move his body and his mind doesn't want to. The atmosphere suddenly heats up; this makes Namjoon's breathing unsteady and he's dripping sweat at this point. He can hardly breathe.

His shoulders and chest heaved with every second he holds his breath. His eyes remained lock at the corridor, waiting for any monster to appear.

Over the last few seconds, Namjoon learned the meaning of fear--that your demise is nearing and it's the truth you can hardly avert.

Stomp stomp Stomp stomp Stomp Stomp stomp ...

Namjoon flinched at the sudden sound. Startled. He opens his eyes, seeing the monster's rotten bloody feet, making loud thumps. It's the most unsightful thing he had in his entire life.

Stomp stomp stomp

The steps are getting falter until it is no longer audible. Namjoon let out a sigh; relaxing his tensed body. But he didn't let go off the knife, instead he grips his knife unto his chest a more tightly. He wipes his sweating face while inhaling some air. As he was about to stand to continue his journey, a wobbly voice stopped him.

"Fow...nd y-you..."

"Fuck."