Such cruelty.
Did he do anything to deserve this?
. . .
He was one of those who were pretty excited about exploring an abandoned place. After all, you know.. a free day, coming back to the dorms late and just happening to stumble across a building like that. It couldn't go wrong.. it just couldn't.
But it did.
He might be tall and strong but it doesn't reduce his fear in any possible way.
Hyunjin didn't see what exactly happend when Seungmin and Jeongin got corrupted, when the jam.. got to them. In fact, he barely understood what exactly was going on. The first thing he got to see was the moment when Jeongin fell down on the floor, his cheeks wet from tears — and his face dirty from red jam. All around his mouth, clothes.. even on his nose. Then he started acting weird, like a total psycho.
He had never felt such horror.. and guilt.
. . .
The non-corrupted members ran into a random room. Bangchan had to be dragged there, because otherwise — he'd do something dumb because of his deep care for the younger members.
And as for Hyunjin, he had never seen Minho this terrified. He did catch how his eyes got glassy, how his hand trembled when he grabbed his wrist to drag him into the "safe" room.
. . .
Their friends were suddenly like killers from those horror movies. But the thing was they didn't want to kill them, they wanted to turn them into what they are. To make them taste the jam.
It all was so hard to process.. so hard to believe.
They can't stay like that forever.. What is that red jam? Hyunjin felt so dumb for dismissing how odd it was that the jam was fresh even though the place was supposed to be abandoned. Did the fresh ingredients really not hit a red button in his head?
Now they're wandering through those dark dusty halls, trying to find an exit? Or look for a goal? A way to find a way to cure their friends from that insanity?
...
Blink
Hyunjin opened his eyes, jumping out of his thoughts. He had zoned out for quite a while. When his mind went back to the reality, he looked around the hallway.
His chest suddenly twisted and tightened in panic.
"...Guys?" He silently mumbled, his eyes gradually opening more. As the realization hit him, his heart dropped. With face white as snow, tension was drawn into his shoulders.
"Guys..!"
His chest moved up and back in an alarming speed when deep fear shoot right through him. In the eerie darkness, he was all alone. The only sound he could hear was his own heartbeat, the flickering light above him and that muffled, faint, sound of sticky jam being spread on the walls.
His body stiffened and he instinctively took a step back, all the open doors that surrounded him lead to pitch darkness. And then he placed his foot in the wrong spot.
SLIP
His body hit the ground like a stack of potatoes, sending sharp pain onto him. When he slowly sat up, he felt a sticky substance on his hands. How disgusting..!
If that wasn't enough, his ears caught a faint sound of footsteps somewhere behind him. And the worst happend.
Someones breath hit his neck, he froze instantly. Too afraid to look back, but also not confident enough to get up and run.
. . .
Changbin played with him like with a toy. Hyunjin was far too paralyzed with fear and his strong body became fragile as glass. It was an easy goal for the shorter to take him down and forcefully fed the jam to him. He even had quite some fun while being at it.
He stepped on his calves, on his back, and pressed on them hardly.
Loud screams and cries echoed in the building.
...
But then they stopped at one point.
"It.. it tastes so good.." He mumbled as if he was just freed from the pain, as if his cheeks weren't wet from fresh tears that spilled out of pain. His lips twitched into a weak, yet oddly creepy smile.
What a.. relief.
. . .
He became completely obsessed on the jam. To the point he grabbed a mop and a bucket and started spreading it on the tiled floor everywhere. Along with Changbin and Han, he wanted to spread it more and more.