youngsoo

youngsoo pretended not to hear anything when he heard the terrified scream of junghwa ring through the haunted place. it was probably his hyung seeing a shadow or a cobweb then overreacting as usual; he didn't think too much about it.

chunghee was acting weird. screw that, all of them had been acting weird

they were feeling their way down the hall, hands filled with dust as they trailed their hands on the doors.

chunghee {turning back} :

[ what happened to junghwa? ]

youngsoo:

[ do I look like I've been running around to find out? ]

chunghee shrugged, only giving another look before continuing his path.

was youngsoo scared? not really. he knew that chunghee, with his protectiveness over the younger male, wouldn't abandon him alone in that creepy place.

still, he was a little surprised that chunghee didn't stop and turn back to find out what happened to junghwa.

youngsoo:

[ where are we? ]

chunghee had stopped in front of a ramp, leading up all the way to one single door. just the structure of the ramp made the door stand out from the others. nevertheless, it was still dusty.

chunghee:

[ is this supposed to be some kind of grand room where the vip ghosts stay? ]

youngsoo:

[ you wanna go in? ]

chunghee paused for a moment, staring at the door intently, before shaking his head.

chunghee:

[ hwan and wonshik aren't in there. the dust on the frame hasn't been cleared. ]

finding some sense in chunghee's words, youngsoo relaxed, turning to the dark corridor next to them.

youngsoo:

[ we'll be stuck here forever at this rate. ]

youngsoo pulled chunghee into the dark hallway, wanting to tell him to speed up the finding. even the air was weird. youngsoo found himself breathing less as he and the older went past door and door.

youngsoo:

[ when we find those two, i'm going to-ah! ]

youngsoo screamed, feeling the pressure of someone suddenly pressing down hard of him, as he spun around, kneading whatever-attacked-him in the stomach.

junghwa {clutching his stomach} :

[ what the fuck, youngsoo, check before you attack. ]

youngsoo:

[ well no one told you to suddenly jump on me like a fucking murderer! ]

junghwa's face darkened at that sentence, then dohyun appeared behind him, breathing heavily.

youngsoo could see that they were scared. their eyes weren't focused on anything, scanning their surroundings every few seconds.

dohyun:

[ thank god we found you, youngsoo, before anything worse happened. ]

chunghee:

[ what do you mean anything worse? you found hwan and wonshik yet? ]

junghwa:

[ no, but something way worse. ]

youngsoo was in utter confusion when dohyun gripped him tightly by the hand and pulled him somewhere.

he looked over to see chunghee and junghwa following, their expressions unreadable.

dohyun was talking to himself, his grip on youngsoo getting tighter and tighter.

youngsoo:

[ Okay, dohyunnie hyung, what do you want? we're already having a hard time trying to find hwan and wonshik, and now you're trying to drag me to see something? is it so fascinating that we have to abandon our search for our friends to see it? ]

youngsoo thought dohyun only wanted to show him some antique thing, or worse, a living plant. the thing he didn't expect was for dohyun to tell him their lives were in danger.

dohyun:

[ one of us might die, youngsoo. ]

his voice was surprisingly calm for this. youngsoo stared for two more seconds to make sure he wasn't kidding.

he was serious. youngsoo went silent as dohyun dragged him to a weird looking room.

he felt chunghee pressing against him as he stepped into the room, squinting his eyes to make out at least a bit of furniture in the room.

there wasn't any anyways.

chunghee:

[ we're in an empty weird room. now what? ]

youngsoo took a few more steps, not before tripping over something and falling face first on the floor.

youngsoo:

[ and you say the room is empty. ]

Smirking at chunghee's sign of annoyance, he turned his attention back to the floor.

dohyun handed him a flashlight, and youngsoo could see his face paling at what he saw on the floor.

the rope wasn't youngsoo's first concern.

hell is empty and all the devils are here.

you're first, jung youngsoo.

~C. H.

youngsoo felt his lips go dry as he stared at the message, a thousand possibilities rushing through his brain.

youngsoo:

[ what does it mean when it says 'you're first' ? ]

if the message wasn't terrifying enough, the initials at the bottom made youngsoo's blood run cold.

chunghee {voice trembling} :

[ what do the three letters mean? ]

youngsoo's mind was racing. the message clearly looked like someone wanted to murder him.

he looked over to dohyun for help.

dohyun:

[ no one's been here for a while... ]

dohyun {to himself} :

[ C. H....cho hwan? ]

even though dohyun said it softly, it was enough for youngsoo's legs to go weak. he crashed into junghwa, who pushed him back up.

chunghee:

[ hwan? why would he write this? ]

junghwa {pointing to the message} :

[ the thing that's bothering me is whether he used blood to write that. ]

youngsoo wasn't thinking clearly. he wanted to find hwan right now, demand him to explain everything...

youngsoo:

[ you think hwan could kill me? ]

chunghee: {eyes widening} :

[ we don't know for sure, but if he could...guys wonshik's with him! ]

youngsoo's legs gave in again as he landed kneeling on the floor, unable to grasp what was happening.

so that's what junghwa was screaming about. if it was him who saw the message first, he might have fainted.

chunghee:

[ should...should we spilt up further to find them faster...wonnie might... ]

youngsoo ran out of the room, crashing into the doorframe as he attempted to go outside. the lack of light was another problem.

youngsoo ran down the hallway, without knowing where he was going, with the shouts of his hyungs trailing after him.

he's not going to die. no one's going to die.

he stopped when he sensed himself in an open room, different from the corridors.

chunghee was behind him in an instant.

chunghee {panting} :

[ thank god i was following you closely. jung youngsoo, never do that again! ]

youngsoo was close to tears.

youngsoo:

[ hyung, i-]

out of expectation, a bright light from nowhere blinded youngsoo, making him stumble back.

gasping, he painfully opened his eyes to where he was.

the lights were finally on, chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, paintings decorating the walls. youngsoo would have acknowledged the place as beautiful if not from the dust and the death message in one of rooms down the hallway.

he could hear dohyun scream as they ran into the room.

junghwa:

[ can someone finally explain what this whole place is? ]

with the lights on, youngsoo was sure they could find wonshik and hwan peacefully and leave soon.

but that thought disappeared when a voice spoke up from nowhere, bouncing off the walls, echoing in youngsoo's ears.

it seemed as if the speaker wanted the whole house to hear what he was saying.

youngsoo was wrong about a lot of things. so he usually wouldn't try give opinions.

but if there was one thing he could ensure, he was sure that the voice belonged to the youngest.

"i'm coming, youngsoo hyung."