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Villas . Ateez
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Hongjoong walked the lead in front, he brandished the large machete he was holding vigilantly. Because the most dangerous part of this Villa is the corridor.
Hongjoong stop. He thought for a moment, whether to go straight ahead or turn right. Because this corridor is branching.
KRETEEKK KREETEKK
The corridor in front of them made a terrible sound. "Maybe we should turn right." Hongjoong decided to turn to the right. They walk with caution.
SRRREEETTS
Hongjoong froze and hinted to his sister to stop and not make a sound. Because in front of them there was suddenly a headless body figure.
They close the body to the wall as the figure moves the head it carries.
Sreekk srreeekkk
The figure went away. They breathe a little relieved but....
BRAAAKKK BBBRAAKK SRREETTT
SRREETT GLLAABBRUGH'S
Pale hands suddenly appeared. The hand held Wooyoung's leg and threw her away from the others. Several hands convoluted and trapped San into the wall, leaving him unable to move.
Seonghwa began to be dragged away. Seonghwa tried to stick his knife to the floor to serve as a handle. But he abandoned his intentions and instead threw the knife near Hongjoong.
Hongjoong desperately tried to reach for the knife Seonghwa threw for him. His breathing grew increasingly tight as the pale hand grew tighter and tighter strangled his neck.
From the other side, a pale hand appeared about to keep the blade away from Hongjoong. "Aackh."
GGRREEPP SRRAATTTTT
"HAAAAHHH UHUUKK UHUKKKK." Hongjoong inhaled the air greedily. He got the knife first. Hongjoong again cut off the arms that wrapped around his body.
Hongjoong managed to escape, he looked towards San and also Seonghwa. Who should he save first?
"Aaahhhh shit!" Hongjoong ran towards San, he took his machete which had been thrown by one of the pale hands that attacked him.
With a machete and a knife he held Hongjoong cut off the arms that wrapped around San's body. "Here, use this knife to cut off the arm around your leg, and help Wooyoung."
After saying that Hongjoong ran after Seonghwa.
"Wooyoung!" San ran towards Wooyoung who was trying to escape from the hands that were twisting and strangling her on the floor. The sword Wooyoung was holding was captured and thrown away.
San ran past Wooyoung and picked up the sword and smashed it into the arms surrounding Wooyoung.
"Huhuukk uhuukkk."
"Wooyoung aren't you papa??"
Wooyoung nodded. He stood up and took over the sword San was holding. Wooyoung pulled San behind her body and pointed her blade at the hands that were still wriggling out of the wall. But then the hands suddenly went back inside the wall and disappeared without a trace.
"Huh? What the fuck."
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"Youngwa?! Hah~ hah~ hah~ Seonghwa did you hear me?!!" Hongjoong did not know which way to go, the corridor in front of him again branched. "HWA? JUST PLEASE! STRAIGHT OR LEFT??!!"
__joong~__
Vaguely Hongjoong could hear Seonghwa's voice.
__KIIHH-RIII__
Hongjoong immediately ran to the left. At the end of the corridor, he saw Seonghwa who was being wrapped in pale arms.
"Hwa!"
CRRAASS CRRAASSSH
Hongjoong cut off all the hands that tried to crush Seonghwa's body. "Haa-ah j-joong."
Hongjoong immediately raised Seonghwa's weak body and hugged her. Seonghwa's breath was dashed. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I. I'm sorry for that."
"Hah I-I-it's okay." Seonghwa returned Hongjoong's embrace weakly.
Hongjoong kissed Seonghwa's old forehead. "Are you hurt? Is there a broken bone?"
Seonghwa. "You've come on time."
Hoongjoong kissed Seonghwa's lips at a glance, before changing his position and holding Seonghwa. He walked back towards the direction he was in and out of that corridor. Hongjoong saw San and Wooyoung running towards him.
"Hyung? Is Seonghwa hyung okay?"
Hongjoong simply nodded back at San's question. And back to walking down the corridor. San tailed behind Hongjoong followed by Wooyoung.
you should be leading
Wooyoung turned his head to the right and to the left.
you almost died because he was in charge
Wooyoung stopped and rubbed his ears.
you are the greatest
you can come out if you're in charge
he has no intention of taking you out
it would even be much better if Hongjoong was not in this world
kill her.. WOOYOUNG
WHUUSSSS WHUUSS WHUUSSSS
Wooyoung slashed through the empty air around him.
"Huh?? Wha what?? Ah yes." Wooyoung immediately approached San who was already some distance ahead. Wooyoung turned his head back before refocusing forward. 'What was that?'
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BRRAAKKKK
Tranngggg
"Aarrgghh." Yeosang threw out the weapon he was holding and pressed on his left arm which was spitting out a lot of blood.
"Hyu-hyung??" Jongho panic. "I-I have to how? You have a lot of blood."
"Ssttt hoho, hey hoho calm down. I'm fine saj—"
"THAT CAN'T BE CALLED OKAY! how should I go?"
"Hey, baby apple. Relax okee. Breathe in, exhale slowly. Do it one more time. Good boyy." Yeosang smiled as Jongho followed what he said. "Now please find a cloth to cover my wound okay."
Jongho nodded and immediately looked for a clean cloth in the room.
While Yunho was pressing and bandaging the wound on Mingi's right shoulder with a long cloth that he found.
"Crazy! Those fucking hands are getting more vicious."
#FLASHBACKS
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"Yesang! This way! That door looks like a Laundry room door."
Yeosang approached Mingi. "Ahh you're right, it's indeed the laundry room door. Quickly get there before those pale arms appear again."
The four of them ran towards the door. Yeosang's hand managed to reach the doorknob but,,,,,,
his movements stopped because there was a pale arm wrapped around his stomach and threw it hard against the wall.
"Yeosang hyung! Aakkh." Jongho who was about to approach Yeosang fell because the hand pulled one of his legs. The hand dragged Jongho and held him against the wall.
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CRRRAASSSS CCRAAAASSSS
Cloontraang
BRRUUGGHHH
Yunho groaned in pain, as the hands managed to pull over the knife he was holding and throw his body until his head hit the wall quite hard.
"YUNHO!"
Mingi drew out his sword brutally. He ran towards Yunho.
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"Aarrgghh off shit!! Nay! Jongho!!" Yeosang increasingly moved brutally— tried to break away, because one of the pale hands was about to throw Jongho with a knife Yunho's.
SRRAATTT
"JONGHO!!"
"ARRGHJ!"
"Mi-mingi hyung."
Mingi slashed at the hands that had wrapped around Jongho's body and pressed against the wound on his shoulder. Thankfully, he was able to get to Jongho in time. He could not avoid the knife.
Yeosang finally managed to break away from the entanglement of those arms and approached Jongho. He looked at Mingi. "Thank you."
"Yeosang watch out!" Yunho shouted a warning but it was too late. The pale hand holding the knife managed to injure Yeosang's arm. Yeosang's blood splashed until it hit Jongho's face and a little Mingi's face. "Fucking aarrgg!"
Mingi came forward and slashed those hands back while leading her friends backwards towards the door.
"Hurry in!" yunho shouted that managed to open the door.
Crassssshhh craassshh
"Mingi!"
BRAAKKKKKK
Yunho immediately closed the door after Mingi managed to enter. Mingi shifted a large table to hold the door that was trying to break the hands.
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#FLASHBACK OFF
Jongho walked into the closet after he bandaged Yeosang's wound with a cloth he had found.
While Yunho sat Mingi in a comfortable chair so that his back did not get sicker before following Jongho towards the closet.
They both stood in front of the closet.
Jongho sighed. "I wish it was a cloak."
Yunho opened the cupboard and inside was a cloth hanging from the origin. He picked it up and checked the cloth. "Ah hahahah this is indeed a robe."
He showed the robe to Yeosang and Mingi. Before slumping on the floor. He hugged the red robe. "Thank God. I hope this is the right thing."
Tbc
HONGJOONG bring Wankawan's GOLOK:'v
This story Astagfirullah increasingly strange aja :>
Authan brain is not able to make bagoos story:(((
Wooyoung: maklumin guys the brain is also actually a giveaway gift
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