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The rebellion had failed miserably and Gihun could only blame was himself he was stupid ,stupid is all his brain repeated to himself he should of know they would be caught later on Coldness hit shivering through Gihun whole body, the Dark, mysterious masked leader stood before him gun in hand pointing it at his best friend who he spent hour's with drinking soju and betting on race horses now he couldn't even think about betting on anything without thinking about the grim place before him, the walls a rich purple not a traces of blood among them hiding the truth behind these wall and what really went on the only sign was the slight cracking of the paint and occasional bleach stained hidden behind another thick layer of paint .He managed to muster up to look at the somber,daughting mask that hid the identity of the almost weak leader seriously what freak hides behind a mask maybe it's a good thing maybe whoever it is so repulsed by what they have done so they hide themselves and don't see what they are but who is Gihun kidding why would they care?.
The robotic voice boomed through the mask and the traces of human emotion wiped away making them sound emotionless, like nothing in this world could truly bothered them the frontman asked him, “did you have fun playing the hero?” Gihun gritted his teeth clenching like his life depended on it which it pretty much did he wasn't playing hero he is hardly a hero he's killed even if it wasn't by hand he still had blood to his name that money all of it was coated in other people’s blood spill but all Gihun knew is who the villain of the story is and he was looking at them right now .Gihun shook like a leaf not from fear but pure undeniable rage he wanted to jump and throttle that man right here and now but he couldn't his arms behind his head as he looked up at the man before him gun soon raising toward Jungbae no, no, no Gihun whole brain panic spiralling he hadn't even registered the words of “witness the consequences of your actions “ before ear raping BANG happened.
Gihun screeched in ,heartsickning pain almost clawing his way out of the guard hands Rage hit as he weeped in sorrow of the loss of his friend watching the slow oozing of blood seeping down on the the ground as it dripped and dripped and dripped .his eyes latched on to the departing figure of the frontman and he was determined to strangle him he fumbled,flaied and flogged around as the pink guard tightly grabbed his arms pain shooting through his heart god was he having a heart attack ? He panic breathing erratic how could this happen and why? Why? Big fat tears fell from his eyes and white spot clouded his vision he felt dizzy so dizzy and he bowled his eyes out even more as he was slowly knocked to the ground the blow of hitting the floor made him lose the wind in his lung causing him to breath unevenly until he was knocked out cold plunging into complete darkness.
Gihun eye gently fluttered open, he was on a bed one that was so comfy like soft cloud or the warm embrace of a mother he sighed slightly and he close his eye for a moment processing what had happened and why the soft silk bed jet-black cover gave him some comfort he didn't deserve it but he would allow himself to indulge in it just this once- then he felt the chains, tightly wrapped on his wrist chained to the bed he jolted up quick finally processing what happened not to long ago and he felt like crying again he needed to stay strong .He let a little shake breath out and let his eyes focus looking around the room it had large black marble wall a door not to far away a king size bed which he was current situated on and a bed side table , wardrobe including on sweet to which he assumed meant the bathroom .then the sound of the door opened startled him and he panicked seeing the looming black figure coming towards him he scurried backwards in defence "Go away” he wailed out “leave me alone” he said louder the figure halted quickly “watch your tone” the masked man bit back and Gihun mouth shut immediately he wasn't in the place where he could be rude right now or even risk having an attitude , soon the bitter rich deep voice spoke as he walked closer to Gihun sitting on the edge of the bed in eye view "how about this Gihun” the deep distorted voice murmured as the masked reached Gihun gentle brown eyes that had red along the edge of them showing signs of the evaporated tears "ill give you a choice you can go back into the game and try save everyone which most likely lead to more blood spill or..” he paused Gihun shifted nervously waiting for what was next “or..?what?” Gihun mumbled with a slight tremor in his voice. the frontman let a deep yet taunting laugh out “or everyone will leave with their share in money and will get the medical care they need but here the catch Gihun” he purred the name out to drag it out more bring a sense of nerve rack leaving a gap for gihun to feel on the edge of the seat or well bed in this case .Gihun grumbled impatiently soon snapping “spit it out” then it was revealed...
“You will stay here and work alongside me Gihun to see the truth so that the other can live ...you will finally get to know all the question you want to ask, you will see my identity to..pretty nice right?” there was along silents among the room before he spoke again “so what do you chose Gihun which one is it? Choose wisely”.