Pastel Rainbow Rebels <Seventeen>

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Seungcheol's pov

White is such a dull color.

But as I layed their on the floor, surrounded by all white, the color looked so alive.

I was currently in a long hallway. I looked to my left, and there was a dark door. So dark I couldn't even see what layed on the other side.

I don't know where I am, or how I got their. But I got up and started walking to the right, I don't know why but something started pulling me towards that direction.

It felt like I was walking for an eternity, until I arrived at a door. I reached for the door handle, not knowing what was on the other side.

"What do you think you are doing?!" I snap my head up to come face to face with my grandma. Wait a damn minute! Grandma?! Am I dead? Is this heaven?

"Grandma? What are you doing here? What am I doing here?! Where is here?" I ask in shock as she pushes my hand away from the doorm.

"What are you doing here?! You cannot die like less than a month after me!" She said as I look at her confused. "This is the hall of life or death, and this is the door to the afterlife." She sighed.

"Oh." I say looking down the hallway from where I just came from. I was probably in too much shock to function my brain properly. "Than what's at the dark door at the other end?" I ask.

"I believe that will take you back to your body in the real word." She explained as she took my hand softly in her. "Baby son I know now is not your time and you know it too." She says.

"Come on, I'll walk you back." She says linking my arm in hers.