Ever since they came here, he had a bad feeling. Fresh jam everywhere was a red flag for him already since the very beginning.

And now...

. . .

They're all corrupted. That jam... It's not just jam.. it's something evil. But he had to stay strong, he cannot get caught.

This place was old, smelly and it made him gag because of that sweet, chemical scent that lingered in the air. So far his nose had grown used to it, but he constantly felt terrible. In some spots of this factory he felt dizzy as if his head was going to explode.

It was starting to feel like Minho had seen the signs that said "Jam shop" more often than his friends faces. There was jam everywhere, walls, floor, ceiling, furniture.

. . .

After Bangchan was officially caught, Minho and Felix were the only remaining ones who still haven't lost their minds. But after the chaos that came from Bangchan's corruption, they ended up separated. He didn't know what happend to Felix, all he heard were those distant, muffled footsteps. The sticky sound of jam being spread on the walls by Changbin, the sound of Hyunjin's dirty mop colliding with the tiled floor.

He decided already. He had to go for a logical solution if he wanted to live.. There was no way he was going to win against six other men, possibly seven if Felix was caught too.

A few hours passed already ever since they came here.. it was middle of the night. Possibly something around 3 AM, judging by the dark night outside the factory that he could see through the broken windows — too high for him to even reach.

He could sneak somehow to get out and call for help, but the team of hunters was constantly lurking. It included Changbin, Han and Hyunjin. They kept spreading the jam everywhere and they were the ones who caught the members who weren't corrupted before.

. . .

The miserable feeling of weakness consumed him, knowing that he's the second eldest of the group.. and he didn't protect anyone.

But he had no time to sit down and sob. He had to focus on survival now, he might be the last one who has a chance to fix it all.

His stomach rumbled and rumbled.. He had to eat something. In a nearby storage room, he found a basket that contained two plastic bags. A can of a random drink.. a donut.. Eh.

Suddenly, something shifted.

Shuffle

Minho froze, holding his flashlight up to see through the darkness that filled the storage room. His heart hammered in his chest, so hardly that it rang in his ears.