“HOLY SHIT-”

“AHH- DONT SCREAM LIKE THAT YO-” Seungkwan blurted out with his facial expression screaming with terror, while he seemingly attempted to cave hoshi’s face in(not really).

“Save me please,” dokyeom grasped onto your sweater while the other two squabble behind you, Unbeknownst to them, a prop floating head loomed ominously, in front of them.

“FUC-” synchronised screams echoed through the dark and eerie hallways, souls practically escaping their poor beings.