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1:00AM, United States August 15, 2018
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(SOMEONE ESCAPED, SEARCH EVERYWHERE)
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The alarm bell rang throughout the building, the red light from many lamps illuminated each room. The soldiers' footsteps were hurried along the seemingly endless hallway. "Beep beep beep" the sound of the morse code machine, currently in the communication room, rang continuously
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"Hyung run now before the soldiers catch me, I don't want you to kill someone because of me"
"But I can't leave you "
"I'll go later"
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(captured 3012, put more handcuffs on him and put him in solitary confinement)
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(If you see 0393, kill it)
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3:09AM,Daegu Korea,August 15, 2018
There were not many cars on the road, but the traffic lights did not stop working because of that. There was a boy about 20 years old lying on the deserted sidewalk, the hospital clothes still on his body looked ragged and dirty. Dust was all over his pitifully thin body, it also stuck to his short, ragged black hair, but that could not hide his unusually bright, flawless white skin. The mysterious boy's face had an innocent look that could not be tainted. His eyes moved slightly, slowly opening, the flickering light of the street lamp in the darkness had become the highlight of his vision. Reflexively, he closed his eyes to the sudden light, his originally motionless body began stir, his skinny legs also tried to move, using his hands as a fulcrum to support his body that was soaked with fatigue. His body gradually got up and regained balance, the mysterious boy was gradually regaining his senses, looking around at the somewhat unfamiliar scenery, at the same time dragging his small legs step by step.
"Where is this?"
The boy wondered as he was in a strange place, the surroundings were deserted and the sky also began to thunder and lightning. Raindrops one by one, then the rain began to fall on the dusty hair as if to wash it away, the soulless cat eyes still had the remaining raindrops on their eyelids looking up at the sky where only the darkness of the night and desolation remained, even though there were tall buildings all around. A moment of absent-mindedness, he seemed to sink into nothingness, blending in with the pouring rain. His weak body had just stood up and then lay down, he tried to fight back the hunger, the fatigue that had lasted for a long time but it was useless, his vision also began to fade, leaving only the last image of confusion.
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"Today is really unlucky, the bike was lost, it was raining, there were no taxis around because not a single car passed by, luckily there was still an umbrella to save me from the rain, haizz ". Namjoon groaned inwardly, his big body had to drag itself from his house in Ilsan to Daegu from morning until late at night just to visit his old friend, not to mention having to carry a backpack on his back, which only made it more tiring. His legs were starting to get muscle strain, so he reluctantly used his ability to fly a bit, to reduce the pressure on his legs. The surrounding scenery became blurry because of the rain but it was not difficult to see its strangeness, the traffic lights flashed red and green continuously, the trees grew irregularly on the road and worse, he saw with his own eyes that some objects on the road disappeared without a trace. In the darkness of the night, a white shadow kept appearing and disappearing behind the rain that he saw was accidentally fall down, Namjoon still held the umbrella in his hand, quickly approaching despite the rain that started to get more and more intense. In front of him now was a boy with dirty, wet hospital clothes but that did not attract Namjoon's attention much because what he noticed from that moment was only that person's beautiful, mesmerizing face. He hurriedly lifted the boy's body up, momentarily surprised by his light weight even though he had not used his ability yet, but then he adjusted his posture, put his bag on the front his chest so he could carry the boy, he squinted and looked around, trying to find a temporary place for the two of them to stay for the night.
Throughout the journey, Namjoon's mind was still in turmoil, questions kept popping up in his head about the boy's origin, what were the tattered clothes on his body, why was he passed out on the street at night,... Those thoughts could not escape until he realized that the rain had stopped for some unknown reason, his mood brightened up a bit and he continued their search without noticing that the unusual scene had returned to its original state. Luckily, he found a motel that still had rooms, he found a chair to temporarily put the boy on and then did the check-in procedures, Namjoon looked up at the clock, it was already 4 o'clock, his limbs were limp, his mind had nothing to do but sleep, but both of them were as wet as rats, it was difficult to go to sleep right away.
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As soon as he checked in, Namjoon immediately went to take a shower, taking the skinny boy with him. He took off his clothes and bathed him while trying not to wake him up, not to look or touch him as much as possible. The ragged hospital clothes that Namjoon had just taken off were thrown straight into the trash can and replaced with the clothes he had brought in his backpack. The boy's body seemed to be submerged in the pile of clothes he had just changed into, Namjoon's shirt size was probably too big for his small body. Namjoon gently placed him on the bed, he himself would lie next to him, covering both of them, and then fell asleep after a long tiring day.