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Chapter 19
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2024-12-12 06:18:44This was my mistake, thinking it was Minho orchestrating some grand romantic gesture.
My excitement took over, and I quickly rose from the table, clutching the flower. I stepped outside into the cool evening air, scanning for him.
But he wasn’t there.
The parking area was quiet except for a few cars and the distant hum of traffic. Confused, I looked around, wondering if this was a prank. My mind raced with possibilities, an admirer, maybe? Then, a few meters away, I noticed a shadowy figure holding a similar red rose and a small girl by the hand. He waved at me.
Curiosity set in, I decided to approach, my heels clicking against the pavement. As I drew closer, I felt a strange unease, but I shook it off, blaming my overactive imagination. Just as I was about to call out to him, everything went dark.
A hand covered my nose and mouth from behind, muffling my scream. The faint scent of chemicals overwhelmed me, and the world blurred before fading into nothingness.
I woke up in a dimly lit unfamiliar room,my head throbbed and the cold hard floor sent chills up my spine. I tried to move but my hands were tightly bound behind my back,and my left leg was tied to a pillar with a rope.
Help, somebody help me, i screamed, my voice echoing in the empty space
A faint weary voice broke through the silence, “There's no point screaming. No one will hear you.
I froze looking around until I noticed a figure emerging from the shadow's, She stepped into the pale light leaking through a crack in the ceiling. Her appearance was haunting, her face was bruised and swollen,her clothes tattered and dirty, dark cycles framed her eyes,she limped slightly as she approached me.
Who are you? I asked , my voice trembling.
She smirked bitterly,her lips cracked and dry, I'm a girl just like you. Seems you haven't noticed that
How long have we been here? What happened to you.
There is no we, the real question is how long have i been here, she said pointing to herself, and what happened to me is the exact same thing that is about to happen to you.
And there's absolutely nothing you can do about it. No, I screamed.
My heart racing, I choked back a sob, whispering I've been kidnapped,haven't i?.
She nodded solemnly.
But why, what do they want from me?.
She didn't answer, rather a disgusting, mocking laugh, echoed from the doorway. My blood ran cold, as a hulking figure stepped into view.The man was massive, with broad shoulders and scars crossing his face. His hair unkept and the stench of sweat and filth made my stomach turn.
The girl scurried back into the shadows, cowering as the man's menacing presence filled the room.
“You little rat" he snarled,his voice graveling and dripping with malice. His eyes Locked into me. My heart was pounding as he approached.
Do you really want to know what we want from you? he sneered, crouching to meet my terrified gaze.
I couldn't answer, my throat was dry, my lips trembling.
He grabbed my chin roughly, forcing me to look at him. I turned my face away, trying to pull free, get away from me. I screamed.
Anger flashed in his eyes, and he shoved me hard. My head slammed against the wall, a sharp pain shot through my skull, Warn blood trickled down my forehead.
Please, please let me go, I sobbed.
He laughed,his breath hot and foul. Without a word, he tore a piece of duct tape and slammed it over my mouth, silencing my cries. Now you'll be quiet.
Suddenly a loud scream erupted from him, I looked up to see the girl from the shadows wielding a large rock. She had struck him hard on the back of his head. He staggered, clutching his head, blood dripping between his fingers. He turned around and slapped her head on the face.
Beforehand I could process what was happening, three masked men burst into the room. Two of them grabbed the girl's arms on both sides as she screamed, held her down, and barked at the other who seemed to be their leader. He pulled out a taser, pressing it on her stomach. Her body convulsed violently, and a heart wrenching scream escaped her lips.
Take her away came the leader's command, I watched in horror as they overpowered her with ease. They dragged her towards the door,as she struggled and screamed.
The leader turned to me, his presence suffocating as he crouched down. I flinched, pressing myself against the wall.
He smirked, pulling out a small black box from his pocket.
He pulled out a vial,with an unknown liquid inside, Gripping my chin with one hand, he steadied my head and held the vial up against my nose. I tried to turn away but he was too strong.
As the men reached the door with the girl, chaos erupted. The unmistakable sound of gunshots tore through the tense air, followed by guttural screams of pain and confusion. The men dragging the girl stumbled back, their hold on her slipping as a dark figure emerged from the shadows like a predator.
The figure moved with lethal precision, his strikes calculated and fluid like a master martial artist. He lunged at one of the men, delivering a bone-crunching elbow strike to the jaw, sending him sprawling to the floor. The second man tried to raise his weapon, but before he could react, the intruder spun around with a swift kick that disarmed him, the gun clattering uselessly to the ground.
The girl was snatched up effortlessly, thrown over the intruder’s shoulder as her screams faded into a haunting silence, leaving only the echoes of the skirmish behind.
I turned my gaze to the remaining two men in the room with me, who now look terrified and on edge. Before they could react, the masked man burst into the room. His movements were a deadly symphony of speed and strength. He ducked under a punch from the man who had been hit on his head with a rock, countering with a brutal uppercut that sent him crashing into the pillar in the room.
The man with a taser lunged at him, electricity crackling dangerously in the air. But the masked man sidestepped effortlessly, grabbing the taser and using it against its owner, sparks flew as the man convulsed,his cries of agony filing the room before he collapsed.
The first man stumbled to his feet, blood streaming from his nose, only to be met with a devastating kick, he dropped to the ground motionless. The masked man stood tall, breathing heavily,and pointing a gun at both men as a warning.
My visions were blurry but I tried to focus on the man standing in front of me, his eyes Locked into mine intense and piercing,with an odd familiarity. He gently lifted me into his arms, his touch surprisingly tender.
As the vail gradually took its effect on me, my consciousness faded, I noticed a detail that sent chills through my weakening body. The mask he wore bore an intricate anchor design etched to its side, the same anchor I had seen on the man I met at the train station on my birthday.
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