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** double asterisks means it is a flashback.
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Darkness consumed Sicheng and the guy named Yuta, their figures disappearing out of my sight. Breathless, I balled my hands into a fist.
Madness. This is madness.
Sicheng is gone, he chose his sister. Jaehyun betrayed us. Doyoung and I got separated. I have no idea where Yong is. Yukhei is in deep trouble. He'll be dead if I don't arrive on time.
But Mark, I thought.
And Jungwoo.
Jungwoo and Mark. Jungwoo and Mark. Jungwoo and Mark.
Where are they?
Amidst everything that occured just now, I chose to keep moving on. Biting my lower lip, I made sure to scan the rest of the room to clarify if no one else was there.
Clear.
I left the cubicle, my hiding spot, and checked if there are any usable weapons inside the dark room.
None.
Suddenly, the weight inside my pocket was a reminder that I have a gun. Doyoung's gun.
Kill or be killed.
With rough fingers, I gripped the handle of the gun tightly inside my pocket. The cold metal stings against my skin. This is my only chance of survival.
But what could a single pistol do, a few limited bullets do, inside this castle of evil and bad? If I get burned on a hellfire, this petty thing can't ever save me.
Or would it?
Calculatingly, I passed by the corridors with the consciousness of avoiding the cameras. I let my back as flat on the wall, as I took steps carefully.
Then I stopped.
I hear voices.
"Mark, son, wield this."
"No, father. I can't."
"Do it. Take this blade and use this to prove your honor to me."
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