TRIGGER WARNING! :warning:
the following story mentions
killing, violence & death.
All he could see was red, his vision slowly turning dark as his air supply cut off. No matter how hard he struggled, how much he clawed into the flesh of his attacker’s arms, they wouldn’t budge. No matter what…. he couldn’t breathe.
“P...Please I don’t… no… d..die… please...” his own voice sounded so quiet, so… distant. He wanted to close his eyes, wanted to sleep. The fuzziness that slowly settled on his mind scared him. He wanted out, wanted air. He felt like his lungs were shrinking without it, every heartbeat of his getting louder and louder.
“Too bad, little boy~”
A particularly hard press from the attacker and something snapped. Oh, the toy has been broken. The struggling stopped and the body went numb. One down.
---- (haha u fool, this is just an intro)-----
It was silent in the woods. The heavy, suffocating type, that sits in valleys in the form of mist and falls onto mountaintops with damp snow. Everything seemed still as if time itself has gotten bored with the rigid scenery of the forest and left it alone for good.
But listen… do you hear it too? The creaking of wood, the familiar sound of a door opening,
then being slammed shut.
Let me be your guide, little lost soul. If you shift your gaze from the trees and shrubs, you will see, smoke emerging toward the sky in the distance. A house stands there, with walls blackened by time with its inside hidden by drapes at all times.
“Whoa, this place is… its’s super cool” called out a cheerful voice - loud enough to break the silence of the woods.
“And huge! Hey watch out, that’s my bag” chimed in a black-haired youth with his distinctively higher-pitched tone.
There were twelve boys running around the house now, they are the ones causing quite a commotion and noise. A few were unpacking their stuff in the rooms they had already fought deadly battles for after their arrival.
“Man, my feet hurt from all the walking”
“C’mon Sannie, up you rise! Help hyung with carrying the snacks in” scolded a blue-haired boy, giving San a flick on the forehead playfully.
“But he has Yeonjun with him already!”
“Just go, you punk!”
There was some more arguing over trivial questions, then laughter filled the hallways and many rooms of the house for the rest of the day. After making sure they have lived the space in a bit, the boys settled in the living room.
The inside of the house has proven itself to be just as grim-looking as the outside. Hueningkai even noted it was rather similar to a setting of a horror movie - which earned him a smack by Taehyun.
So there they sat, in a circle. Yeonjun, Wooyoung, Yeonsang and San on the couch, Hongjoon and Hwa accompanied by Soobin on the carpet meanwhile Kai shared the windowsill with Beomgyu. Taehyun was draped over one of the armchairs while Yunho sat in the other one. Mingi and Jongho brought chairs from the kitchen area, and now were proudly accompanying them.
They chatted the night away, cracking jokes and sharing stories over some snacks and sweets.
“About what Kai said earlier..” started Wooyoung “I looked it up, and this place has some
wild stories related to it. Wanna hear?”
“No thanks, I would rather sleep tonight” sighed Yeosang.
“Come on, don’t be such a scaredy-cat! Let’s hear it!” added Beomgyu with a grin.
Due to the protests of a few , and then Hwa snatching the phone from Wooyoung, who already began reading it out loud, the boys ended up without a horror story for that night.
Soon after the clock’s hour-hand hit two o’clock, they started falling asleep. Some from the exhaustion of the trip they had earlier in order to reach the house, some from the mild insulin shock the sweets should have been responsible for. They didn’t even bother to go to their own rooms to sleep.
Silence fell on the house once again. Nothing moved. Not until someone sat up straight with a cheshire grin on their face and the glint of thirst in their eyes. So the hunt starts now.
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Beomgyu was the first to rise in the morning. The sun has already begun its daily round on the sky, but everyone else seemed out-cold, cuddled close wherever they had fallen asleep. He stood up, stretched and headed to the kitchen to make some breakfast. A small smile settled on his lips. What a bunch.
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Soon, all of them were up. Except for Hongjoong. The blue-haired leader seemed totally unresponsive, no matter how many times they tried calling out his name. After multiple attempts, Seonghwa pulled the covers off of him, loudly complaining that this was very much unlike him. San and Kai shared a giggle in the background.
And then time stopped.
“Joong? Hey… Joong…” the hushed voice of Seonghwa was suddenly the only source of noise in the house. Everyone was waiting, eyes focused on the two.
“Those bruises….” Soobin gasped, hurrying over.
“What happened?” chimed in Jongho, voice laced with worry.
“Is he okay?” this time it was Yeosang.
“Hey Hwa, say something!”
There was a moment of silence again. Like the calm before the storm. A storm that would tear apart the whole world of all these young, innocent boys.
“He doesn’t have a pulse. Guys his heart… stopped…?”
written by :rose:
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Comments (12)
Wait wait wait who’s heart stopped at the end? Was it seonghwa or hongjoong?
Reply to: VOTE ATEEZ ON SMA
Oh I see now
Reply to: VOTE ATEEZ ON SMA
Also also
There’s two murderers right? That’s what I read in the main blog
Reply to: ˗ˏ ̀ 𝒜.ꪶ𝒾𝚌𝚒𝚊 ೃ
Yes owo
s/o to amino for being an a$$ and not showing the cover :heart_eyes: :heart:
Reply to: VOTE ATEEZ ON SMA
:worried: maybe like change the file type?
Reply to: (橱) 𝐬𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐡𝐢
Hmm maybe? (Its an gif edit btw) I also tried to post another gif to see if that works but nope so I think it's amino being drunk again gsksj
Reply to: VOTE ATEEZ ON SMA
Ahhh alright :sob: :skull: hope amino gets it together
don't forget we have hints placed all over our amino and over at txta :eyes: