exolistic

My mind has been reeling ever since I got that text from Yixing. I feel like I can trust him for some reason, but so many uncertainties still plague my mind. I have a horrible feeling in my gut that there is a lot more to this situation than I think, and that I’m going to have to find out soon, probably the hard way. I barely slept last night, thought after thought infiltrating my cluttered mind. I talked to some of the boys of EXO, however, learning a little more about them. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t beginning to really enjoy their company.

I was told to talk to Yixing more, but I haven’t texted him yet, as I’m not sure what I should do. After the text he sent me last night, I have no clue what I should do. Will he understand what I’m doing if I randomly strike up innocent conversation? I almost sent a message so many times, but I was so scared that his previous message would show up, even though I deleted it. If people from Anonymous find that, I’m dead. I’m assuming that they didn’t see it, as I probably would have gotten an earful by now. Even more than an earful, I’m sure. I’m not sure how Yixing pulled that whole thing off, but I force myself to not dwell on it.

I continue pacing around the room, the morning light blinding my tired eyes. I can’t get Yixing out of my head, his message repeating in my head over and over again, paranoia fueling my energy.

My phone chimes, a text from Baekhyun. We’d been texting throughout the night, and I feel like I’ve grown a lot closer to him. I learned all sorts of things about him last night. I learned that he and Chanyeol are roommates, and have been best friends for years. He’s a writer, and dropped out of college to become an author after his parents kicked him out of the house. He has a dog named Mongryong, and he swears she’s the best dog in the world. I smile, remembering our conversations last night, and open the EXO app.

Baekhyun: I’m still just gonna talk to you on here. Still avoiding the chatroom at all costs T-T

Poor Baekhyun, so terrorized by the other members. I love their relationships. How they interact is what I had always wanted to have in a friend, but never got. I type out a response, a smile still lingering on my lips.

(Y/N): You’re gonna have to do it eventually, why not now? I’ll back you up when they tease you.

Baekhyun: That is not true! You already sided with them.

(Y/N): I’m going to open a chat right now, you should come and get it over with. You can’t wait forever, the party is in five days.

Baekhyun T-T

I chuckle, opening a chatroom.

(Y/N) has entered the chat

Baekhyun has entered the chat

(Y/N): Baekhyun! You’ve decided to come!

Baekhyun: I’ve come to meet my fate and suffer the consequences.

(Y/N): Once they see your name in the chatroom they’re gonna flip out lol.

Baekhyun: Don’t remind me T-T

Jongin has entered the chat

Baekhyun: Oh no

Jongin: !!!!!!!!!!

Jongin has left the chat

(Y/N): What? Was he so excited that he left?

Baekhyun: No…. he’s texting everyone else to come too. You can’t private chat while you’re in the chatroom.

(Y/N): Oh I see. Sorry Baek lol.

Baekhyun: It’s okay I’ve accepted my fate. I’ve numbed out my emotions to prepare for the roast.

(Y/N): You sound experienced, does this happen often?

Baekhyun: Possibly…..

Sehun has entered the chat

Jongin has entered the chat

Chanyeol has entered the chat

Baekhyun: Here we go boys.

Chanyeol: I already roasted him but I’m ready to see this, I’m still feeling petty.

(Y/N): I feel like a terrible person but this is gonna be funny.

Baekhyun: (Y/N) I knew you were a liar when you said you would side with me -_-

(Y/N): :)

Jongin: Baekhyun you are so fuCKING DUMB I CAN’T

Sehun: I thought you couldn’t stoop any lower than the laundromat incident but apparently I was wrong.

Jongin: Okay all of his stupid decisions with the car aside, there’s a bigger problem here.

Sehun: ?

Chanyeol: He has a lot of problems.

Baekhyun: T-T

Jongin: Why were you wearing jeans with fake pockets? I’m pretty sure only women’s jeans are like that lol.

Sehun: Oh shit you’re right.

Baekhyun: So what if they are? Don’t you dare throw gender roles at me, I can wear whatever I want.

Chanyeol: Oh my god Baekhyun.

Baekhyun: Don’t gender stereotype me!

Jongin: You’re impossible.

Chanyeol: I still think the worst part is the fact that he literally gave his keys to a stranger while his car was right there.

Sehun: I personally think the worst part was the fact that he tried to find a mother to help him.

(Y/N): This is great.

Jongin: Baek did you ever get your car back?

Chanyeol: Why don’t you tell them Baekhyun? Tell them what happened to your precious minivan.

Baekhyun: ……

(Y/N): He never told me this part!

Jongin: I’m so ready for this lolololololol.

Sehun: You guys are all pathetic. Why am I here again?

Baekhyun: It doesn’t matter what happened to the car what matters is that I’m okay. That lady could have hurt me! I could’ve lost my life! You guys should be relieved that I left the situation unscathed.

Sehun: Oh my god cut the shit Baekhyun.

Chanyeol: Baekhyun if you don’t tell them I’m going to.

Baekhyun: Why would you play me like this?

Jongin: Omg just tell us I want to hear this.

Baekhyun: FINE

(Y/N): I’m grabbing my popcorn.

Yixing joined the chat

Jongin: You’re here just in time Yixing! Tell Junmyeon to come too!

Yixing: I don’t think Junmyeon will appreciate this, but I’ll stick around.

Chanyeol: Okay go now Baekhyun.

Baekhyun: Okay so I went to the car registration place and had them check the license number to see if there had been reports and……

Jongin: ?????

Sehun: Get on with it. I have things to do.

Baekhyun: The car may or may not now be in a high speed chase across the North Korean border….

Jongin: whATDFH????

Sehun:.......

Yixing: You guys really are a mess….

Chanyeol: That’s not even the worst of it. Keep going Baekhyun, we’re all waiting.

Baekhyun: They’re also facing a felony for hitting three pedestrians…….

Jongin: oH MY GOD

Baekhyun: Speeding…..

Sehun: -_-

Baekhyun: Driving under the influence…..

Yixing: I shouldn’t be laughing at this right now.

Baekhyun: And stealing $150 worth of food from a Burger King, terrorizing the cashier.

Jongin: Okay but why Burger King??? That’s ratchet as fuck.

Baekhyun: Is that really your concern here? I caused this to happen!

Yixing: It’s not your fault, they would’ve been able to do that with any car.

Chanyeol: I don’t know whether to laugh or cry.

Baekhyun: So to answer your question, no, I did not get my minivan back. And now it’s probably being held by Kim-Jong-Un or something.

Sehun: Is that the whole story?

Baekhyun: Yep.

Sehun: Okay I can go now then. You’re a mess. That’s all.

Sehun has left the chat

Baekhyun: T-T

(Y/N): Baekhyun we texted about this situation for like two hours last night and you just failed to mention that whole part to me?

Baekhyun: Oops? I forgot?

Chanyeol: You are so impossible Baekhyun. Why are you my roommate again?

Baekhyun: You still love me anyways though

Chanyeol: ……..

Jongin: ;)

Chanyeol: Don’t even start with that you know it’s not like that oh my god.

Jongin: ;)))))))))

Baekhyun: I’m leaving now, you guys have roasted me enough. I’m just gonna go wallow in my low self esteem for a little while.

Chanyeol: Are you in your room? I’ll be there in a few minutes.

Baekhyun: Yeah, that’s where I’ll be T-T

Baekhyun has left the chat

Chanyeol has left the chat

Jongin: They’re totally fucking lol.

Yixing: Jongin oh my god.

Jongin: I have a whole conspiracy about it, I should explain it further to you (Y/N)

Yixing: Don’t terrorize our new member.

(Y/N): They’ll come out eventually.

Jongin: See! She agrees with me!

Yixing: You’re really something, (Y/N)

Jongin: You fit right in here.

(Y/N): I’m glad, I was so nervous lol.

Yixing: No need to be nervous, we’ll always protect you, okay?

Jongin: That’s a little intense lol.

Yixing: You know that don’t you (Y/N)?

(Y/N): Yes….

Yixing: I have to go now, sorry I haven’t been in the chatroom much. Just a lot of preparations for the party. I’ll talk to you guys later.

Yixing has left the chat

Jongin: I’m gonna go too, I took a break from dance practice to come into the chat once I saw Baekhyun was here lol.

(Y/N): Priorities am I right?

Jongin: Yes exactly lol. I’ll talk to you later, have a good day.

Jongin has left the chat

(Y/N) has left the chat

I set my phone down on the table beside me, unable to hide the smile on my face. I told myself I wouldn’t, but I can’t help but grow attached to these boys.

This only makes me feel more guilty for what I am doing. I want to tell them where I am, what is going on, tell them to be careful, but that would do no good. That would probably end worse for all of us, me especially.

Suddenly, my phone chimes beside me. A text from Yixing. My heart begins to race.

Yixing: Do not reply to this, delete it as soon as you see it. I’m going to call you at one in the morning, please be ready. I have some things to discuss with you in secret. Don’t worry, I have precautions in place so that you will not get into trouble. I’ll talk to you soon.

My eyes widen as I read the text, hastily deleting it afterwards. I glance at the clock, it’s currently 10 in the morning, so I have a while to wait still. Anticipation courses through my veins. I know I will be counting down the minutes for the rest of they day.

The clock reads 12:55 am, and my nerves are in my throat. I’ve been waiting all day, restless. I showered, got something to eat, and sat in my room staring at the wall for most of the day. Tao checked on me at one point, giving me a heart attack, but he only told me to keep doing what I have been doing, and then left. I’ve been living the whole day in paranoia, wondering how Yixing is keeping this a secret from them. Aren’t they going to be listening to our phone call? How is Yixing going to get around that?

12:57

My heart races faster in my chest, and I twist my fingers together in anguish.

12:58

The seconds tick by.

12:59

My heartbeat pulses in my ears.

1:00

My breath catches in my throat as I stare intently at the phone in my lap, waiting for the ringtone to sound, ready for the screen to light up.

After a few moments, it vibrates as the incoming call from Yixing illuminates the screen. Shakily, I press accept and bring the phone to my ear, scared he’ll be able to hear my heart beating through to the other side.

“(Y/N)?” His clear voice resounds through the line.

“Hi,” I whisper breathlessly, the air being swept from my lungs.

“Sadly we have to keep this call abrupt. I can only disrupt their connection from the line for so long. I’ll get right to the point, okay?”

“Sure,” I breathe, heart racing.

“Okay. Where do I even begin? The place you are at, it is dangerous. Very very dangerous. At the party we will get you out, but before then I need you to help me with a few things, is that okay?”

“Yes, I’ll help you as best as I can, this place it’s….” I trail off, my mind overwhelmed.

“I know, I know how it is. Listen, I have a transmitter in your phone where I can hear the audio around it, so I can hear conversations going on where you are. Anonymous is up to things, they’re planning something for this party, something I need to find out so I can stop whatever it is. I wish I could explain more, but I can’t right now. I’ll tell you everything really soon, though, I promise.” I can hear the urgency in his tone, and I hang onto his every word.

“I understand,” I say, my skin burning in anticipation.

“I can presume that you’re in the living quarter wing where they keep lower ranked people. I know a way you can potentially spy on the meeting room. You must go all the way to room 721, in there is a vent. If you climb in, and go all the way to the end, you will be right above where they typically have important meetings. Eventually, I’ll tell you when, but I’m going to need you to go there for me. Can you do that?” He sounds desperate, pleading evident in his tone.

He seems to know the way around this place really well. I guess he really was a member of Anonymous. Did he escape too? He doesn’t seem like the type to be involved with a place like this….

“Yes, I can do that,” I say, my voice wavering. Can I really do that? If I get caught…..

“I will do everything in my power to keep you safe, so please don’t worry. If you get caught, I can deal with it. But I will be putting precautions in place to stop that from happening. This is a very messy situation, and right now you play a big part in it. I’m so sorry you got dragged into this, you don’t deserve this. It won’t be much longer though, I can promise you that.”

“Thank you,” I breathe,  multitudes of emotions filling my body.

“I have to go now, I really wish we could talk longer. Your voice, it helps me think more clearly. We’ll meet in just a few days, and I’ll get you out of there. Please just pull through, and be ready to be my spy, okay?” His words are more rushed now.

“I’ll be ready. Thank you so much,”

“I should be thanking you, (Y/N). Goodbye now, sleep well.”

And with that, the call ends, and I’m left in silence.

My mind is overloaded with new information. Room 721. Vent. Spying. Could I really handle all of this? Something tells me I’m going to have to whether I think I can or not.

Six Days Until the Party

(Y/N) has entered the chat

Jongin: You’re here!

(Y/N): Good morning!

Jongin: It is a good morning, an amazing morning actually. I’m dying over what happened to Baekhyun lolololol

(Y/N): It’s hilarious but at the same time I feel a little bit bad for him lol.

Jongin: Nah it’s fine. Baekhyun does shit like this all the time. He’s such a mess. He and Chanyeol are roommates and idk how Chan deals with him sometimes. Chanyeol is probably the smartest and most intellectual person I’ve ever met, yet he puts up with Baekhyun’s lack of brain cells 24/7.

(Y/N): They’re cute though.

Jongin: You think so too? Chanyeol will kill me for telling you this, but Sehun and I think they’re dating lolololol.

(Y/N): Really? Omg

Jongin: Yeah, they always deny it but everyone knows they’re liars. It’s so obvious.

(Y/N): Hmmm, Chanbaek or Baekyeol?

Jongin: Chanbaek definitely lol.

Sehun has entered the chat

Jongin: Sehun you’re here!

(Y/N): Hey Sehun

Sehun: Why did I drink so much yesterday? Ugh.

Jongin: I always warn you but you literally never listen to me ever.

Sehun: I read the chat. Baekhyun is a dumbass.

Jongin: I want him to come on so we can make fun of him.

Sehun: He’s gonna avoid the chat at all costs.

Jongin: We’ll have Chanyeol force him in lol.

(Y/N): I wonder if he ever got his car back.

Jongin: Good question lol.

Sehun: It’s doubtful.

Jongin: Sehun are you coming home soon?

Sehun: I’m not sure, I’m on the subway right now.

(Y/N): Are you guys roommates too?

Jongin: Yeah. Chanyeol and Baekhyun live together, Sehun and I live together, and I think Yixing and Junmyeon are living together now too but idk they’re weird about telling us stuff now.

Sehun: Don’t tell her too much.

Jongin: Oh my god Sehun don’t start with this again.

Sehun: You’re gonna end up like Baekhyun if you don’t use common sense.

(Y/N): Sehun, I don’t blame you for not trusting me.

Sehun: Are you trying to suck up now?

Jongin: Sehun shut up oh my god, be nice to the pretty girl.

Sehun: You haven’t even seen her yet, how do you know if she’s pretty or not?

Jongin: A guy can imagine.

(Y/N): ……..

Jongin: ;)

Sehun: I’m leaving now.

Sehun has left the chat

Jongin: I’m worried about him these days.

(Y/N): He seems to have a lot on his mind.

Jongin: He and Luhan…. they were really close…..

(Y/N): It’s understandable that he’s closed off then. Did all of this happen recently too?

Jongin: Luhan and the others disappeared about four months ago, so yeah it’s pretty recent.

(Y/N): You never know, maybe Luhan will come back.

Jongin: I sure hope so. I just can’t help but feel like we’re all missing something here. I feel like Yixing and Junmyeon know exactly where he is.

(Y/N): But then why wouldn’t they tell you guys?

Jongin: That’s what I’m wondering. I feel like they would tell us if he was in danger though, I don’t think they would let anything bad happen to him. But it’s not even just that. Tao and Kris left suddenly too. They told us that they were leaving because their work was suddenly very demanding, but you’d think they’d at least keep in contact with us.

(Y/N): Maybe they will come back at some point or get in touch soon, I’m not sure.

Jongin: I don’t know. They were always a little weird to be honest. They were newer members. They actually got here around the same time as Yixing did. It started off when Junmyeon created this organization. He sought out people to join. I’m a dancer, and he saw me perform once and asked me to join. Baekhyun is a writer, and Junmyeon read some of his works and asked him to join, he does a lot of the speeches for the organization. Chanyeol is a genius, he’s known to have one of the highest IQs in the country. Junmyeon asked him to join, and he handles a lot of the economic and security/computer stuff. I know he has some hacking job aside from this but no one really knows for sure what he does. I’ve been friends with Sehun for a long time, and asked him to join when he dropped out of college. He was having a really hard time, and I thought it would give him something to do. Luhan joined next, he was a singer, and Junmyeon saw him performing on the street once and asked him to join.

(Y/N): So you guys each played a role in the organization?

Jongin: Yes. Luhan and I used our skills to do performances for the charity. Baekhyun handles speeches and stuff, Chanyeol does all the smart people stuff, Sehun helps out where he can, Junmyeon runs everything.

(Y/N): When did everyone else join?

Jongin: It was just us for about a year or two, but then Kris, Tao, and Yixing joined in pretty close succession. Tao and Kris came on the same day, Junmyeon said they were referred from an intelligence unit. They were mainly used for security. Yixing joined a little before them, and he got really close with Junmyeon pretty fast. Now he helps run everything.

(Y/N): Now I feel like I need a role lol.

Jongin: What do you like to do? Any hobbies?

(Y/N): Um…. I draw, and do yoga but that’s about it lol T-T

Jongin: You could design flyers?

(Y/N): That’s lame lol.

Jongin: It’s okay, you’ve only been here a few days. We’ll find something for you to do.

(Y/N): You’re right, for now I just need to get to know everyone.

Jongin: Exactly! I can’t wait to meet you at the party, I’m sure you’re very beautiful.

(Y/N): I wouldn’t count on it T-T

Jongin: C’mon don’t be down on yourself. I’m not very handsome so I don’t have high expectations. I’m probably the ugliest in the group.

(Y/N): Not to be weird but from looking at your profile picture I don’t think that’s true….

Jongin: Omg are you saying I’m attractive?

(Y/N): ……..

Jongin: You made my day. I have to go now, but we’ll talk later okay? Have a good day, don’t forget to eat all of your meals okay?

(Y/N): Goodbye, have a nice day too!

Jongin has left the chat

(Y/N) has left the chat

It’s the next morning now, meaning that the party is only in six days. Only six days until I can possibly get out of this place, and back to my life. Is my family looking for me? Are they freaking out? I can’t help but think of everyone I  left behind in this mess. I can’t believe I’ve only been here for a few short days, it feels like a lifetime. How has so much changed already?

My life before this wasn’t all that glamorous to be honest. I love my family of course, but our relationship was never perfect. They never understood me, never made much time for me. I never really had friends. I made some throughout school, but they never lasted long. All I had in my old life was myself, and my job. I was a barista, taking a gap year before I went to college. I never knew what I wanted to do with my life, who I wanted to be. I begin to feel a bit hopeless, thinking about what I’m going to be going back to. Does anyone even care? Am I even missing out on anything?

I shake the thoughts from my mind. Of course I want to go back. Of course I want to leave this shithole. I’ll go back and live my life the way I used to. Empty, and lonely. It’s all I’ve ever known.

Needing a change of scenery, I climb out of the bed I’ve been laying in all day since I got here, and walk out into the hall. It isn’t much, but at least i can pace around out here for a little while. I just need to do something before I go insane.

I pace up and down the hallway for a while, weighing all of my options and reflecting on the past few days. I can’t help but wonder what this place actually is. It seems dangerous, but according to them Yixing is just as dangerous, as well as all of EXO. But could that really be true? Why should I listen to what Anonymous is telling me? Running my hands through my hair, I scrunch my eyes in defeat. What the hell should I do? Who do I believe?

I start down the hallway towards the bathroom, deciding to shower to clear my mind. On the way, I grab the robe I was given from my room, along with all of my toiletries, and head to the showers.

The steam loosens my tense muscles, and soothes my anxiety. I breathe in the foggy air, letting it clear my senses. The hot water encompasses me and calms me down, halting my racing mind. Rubbing body wash into my skin, the scent of rose filling my nostrils. Images of gardens and vibrant flowers fill my mind and take me to a more serene place. A place where I could escape all of this, escape the uncertainty and pressure. I continue to turn up the water hotter and hotter, nothing able to warm me enough. At this point it’s burning my skin, stinging as each droplet hits my skin, but I barely notice. Nothing is helping put me at ease. I scrub my skin a little harder, frustration taking over. Deciding I’ve had enough, I turn off the water and step out of the shower. The cool air soothes my skin, and I flinch as the bottoms of my feet meet the cool tile, a dramatic contrast from the scalding water.

I cross the room to the foggy mirror, running my fingers over the surface to rid it of the condensation. I stare in the reflection at my face, red from the hot water, wet hair sticking to me. Moisture pools on my skin, causing it to glisten slightly. However my complexion is still dull, dark circles under my eyes showcasing my exhaustion. My eyes looks empty and emotionless, pupils dilated. I press my fingers to my cheek, feeling the hallow skin.

Stepping away from the mirror, I slip on a robe, gathering my clothes and toiletries. I open the door, stepping out of the hazy bathroom and into the crisp  air in the hall. My room is just down the hall, and I pray no one will see me before I get there. There are never many people around where I stay.

I keep my head down, rushing to my room, when a strong arm stops me, trapping me against the wall. In seconds, their lips are against my neck, brushing up against the sensitive skin. My breath hitches in my throat and I feel light headed, cringing at the close proximity.

I gasp, struggling to get away.

“It’s just me,” I recognize the voice, Tao.

“Can I get dressed first please?” I whimper, struggling under his grasp.

“We have to talk first,” He breathes, lips still against my neck, making me shudder.

“Can I please just-”

He interrupts me by placing a finger to my lips, gazing into my eyes. His dark brown eyes blaze into mine, causing me to squirm out of intimidation. He looked angry, intimidating, menacing.

“I have orders for you,” he whispers, licking his lips.

His face is inches from mine, too close for my liking. I try to lean away, but there is nowhere for me to go. He moves even closer, the tension growing thicker.

“You need to start talking to Yixing more, and stop walking through the halls half naked,” he continues, smirking.

Trying to shove him away, I push my fingers against his chest. He chuckles, complying by stepping away from me, and watching me as I scurry to my room, obviously flustered. What the hell is his deal always trapping me against the wall? What a pervert.

“Don’t forget what I said about Yixing!” He calls behind me, amusement evident in his tone. I want to flip him off, but I’d rather not get choked again.

I walk into my room and slam the door behind me, my cheeks blushing furiously. What the hell is wrong with these people?

Trying to rid the previous situation from my mind, I get dressed and collapse back onto the bed, grabbing for the phone to see if I have any messages.

Ideally, I see one from Yixing. Tao told me I had to talk to him more, I’ll start trying to text him more often I guess.

Yixing: (Y/N), do not reply to this text. Delete it as soon as you see it, do you understand me? I know where you are. I know you are in danger. Do not listen to a single thing anyone there tells you. Just hold on until the party, I’ll get you out of there.

My heart begins to race, how does he know? I listen to his demand, quickly deleting the message, and close out of the app, tossing the phone across the bed as if it were scalding my hands. Will people at Anonymous have seen this by now? I’m not sure what they’re doing to track my conversations, but I pray they didn’t see it. This situation keeps getting more and more complicated. For now, I’m deciding to trust in Yixing, and listen to his word. It’s my best bet at this point. I just need to make it until the party. I just have to make it six more days. It will be okay. It will work out. Won’t it?

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Yixing’s POV

I pace around the office, running my fingers through my hair in frustration.

“I can’t believe they’re bringing more innocent people into this now. What more do they want?” I groan.

Junmyeon watches me from his seat behind the grand wooden desk, concern clear on his features as he furrows his thick brows.

“We’re gonna get her out of there at the party I presume?” Junmyeon asks, sounding thoughtful.

“Yes, we have to. She’s innocent, they’re gonna kill her right after the party. This is such a fucking mess.” I pace even faster, rubbing my temples in distress.

Junmyeon sighs, squeezing his eyes shut.

“Yixing, I want to save her too, but what does that mean for us?”

I stop pacing, turning to look at him, an incredulous look on my face.

“Are you trying to suggest that we just let her die?” I ask, squinting my eyes at him.

“No, that’s not what I meant, I just,” He runs his fingers through his fluffy black hair, pushing it off of his forehead. “What consequences will it hold? They have Luhan, we still have so much to deal with.”

My head throbs from this mess of a situation, trying to weigh all of the attributes in my mind.

“Look, I have the one thing they desperately need. If we use that, we can get anything we want from them. At this point, I have nothing else to live for. I’m dedicated to eradicating that group, and I’ll do whatever I can to assure that. If it means losing my life then I-”

“Yixing, don’t finish that sentence.” Junmyeon orders, his voice sharp.

I clench my jaw, throwing my head back. “Look, I’m willing to threaten myself, and the coordinates. If I use that as a threat, they’ll let go of the girl. She isn’t that important to them, they won’t risk it for her. They’re just gonna kill her after the party anyways.”

“I guess you’re right, but what are we gonna do about Luhan? And they’re probably planning an infiltration for the party, how do we know it’s gonna be safe?” Junmyeon looks thoughtful, twiddling a pencil between his fingers.

“From the recordings we’ve been able to gather from (Y/N)’s phone, this is Kris and Tao’s mission. This is their last mission, and they’re not gonna wanna fail. If we just threaten with the coordinates, and with me, they’re not gonna wanna risk the repercussions. They’ll back off for at least a little bit, and give us time to create a better plan.” I’ve put a lot of thought into this. There are many possible outcomes, and many crossroads, but I have faith in trying.

Junmyeon looks doubtful. “I’m just wondering if we should wait to have this party, it seems too dangerous.”

I shake my head. “This party is very crucial in gaining the upper hand. Once we get things a bit safer, we can bring Chanyeol into things. Anonymous wants him badly, he’s perfect prey. He’s smart enough to to give us the advantage with hacking. Right now with their intelligence unit, they’re a step ahead. If we can get (Y/N), shut them down, let them know we’re onto them, get Chanyeol, they’ll panic. In the end, they really don’t want to lose the information we’ve been keeping from them. Without those coordinates, their job is a lot harder. They’ll put up a fight for longer to try and not have to have those out of the picture.”

Junmyeon still looks concerned. “Yixing, I’m going to trust you, but I don’t know. What’s gonna stop them from just killing Luhan? They’re going to stop caring about the coordinates eventually. They’re probably already working on something new. We can’t drag this out, we have to work fast.You, and that information are our only vantage points right now. That’s the only thing stopping them from killing you, and killing Luhan. If we take (Y/N), they might want to counteract. If they think we care about her, they’ll just use her against us.”

I groan, rubbing my face in exasperation and leaning against the bookcase for support. “You might be right, but I still think we have to try. (Y/N) is more important for us in this situation than you think. We just need to keep our access to her phone open, and I’m going to talk to her about spying. I know those headquarters like the back of my hand, and can direct her. She can get us information. If we get Luhan, then we can finally shut them down. That’s the only thing that’s holding us back right now. Don’t you see how close we are?”

“You’re right, but there’s still so many obstacles. And I’m worried about how far you’re willing to go” Junmyeon groans, lowering his forehead onto the desk.

“I have everything under control, and my mind straight. You know how much all of this means to me. I see why you’re nervous, a lot is on the line, and I could make a lot of rash decisions, but I’m not going to. Everything is going to come into place. These next six days are very important.” I walk over to the desk, placing my hands on the edge, feeling the smooth ebony wood.

Junmyeon lifts his head up, exhaustion written across his features.

   I awake to a bright, sunny room, blinking rapidly to adjust to the newfound brighrness. Sunlight beams through the small window and cascades  onto the bed, reflecting pools of light across the floor. I must have somehow fallen asleep last night, which is a relief. My sleep schedule would’ve been massively messed up if I hadn’t. I check the time on the phone, seeing that it’s nine in the morning. I managed to get a few hours of sleep I guess.

My mind wanders back to the chatroom last night, the talk of Luhan, and Sehun suspecting me. I shudder at the memories. I think I had brushed it off fine, but they’re already so suspicious. I can’t afford to mess things up any further. I’m becoming really curious about Luhan, but I force myself to not delve into their matters, to not let myself get attached. My one and only focus should be on getting out of here, and to do that I’ll have to be a little self absorbed for once.

A ding sounds beside me as a text pops up on the screen.

Yixing: If you’re free could you enter the chat? We’re making an announcement.

Announcement? This could be important. I hastily opened up the app and enter the chatroom.

(Y/N) has entered the chat

Jongin: She’s here! Now we have everyone except Baekhyun.

Chanyeol: He’s passed out on the floor in the living room lol I’ll tell him about it after.

Jongin: Okay, Yixing can you just tell us now then?

Yixing: Yeah it should be fine, I mostly just wanted to make sure (Y/N) was here.

Sehun: If you’re not telling us any of your secrets I don’t wanna hear it.

Jongin: Omg Sehun calm down for like two seconds.

Sehun: -_-

Chanyeol: Sehun is the saltiest person ever.

Sehun: Do you blame me?

Chanyeol: No but still.

Junmyeon: Okay settle down everyone so we can make our announcement, it’s important.

(Y/N): It’s not anything bad is it? You’re making me nervous.

Yixing: No it’s nothing bad, I promise.

Sehun: Why would you ask that (Y/N)? Do you think bad things are happening?

Chanyeol: Oh my god calm down.

Jongin: He never stops.

(Y/N): No I just don’t really know what’s going on lol.

Chanyeol: I mean I’m suspicious of (Y/N) too but I trust Yixing.

Sehun: Why do you trust him? You guys are all so naive.

Chanyeol: Idk I’d like to believe he’s a decent person.

Jongin: That sounded half assed lol.

Chanyeol: Honestly idk why I trust him lol.

Sehun: See?

Junmyeon: Guys please.

Jongin: Okay okay I’m listening now.

Chanyeol: I’ll shut up.

Yixing: Okay so, the announcement is that we will be holding another party a week from today.

Jongin: Omg yesssssss

Chanyeol: Finally it’s been like months.

Sehun: Why are you only telling us a week in advance?

Yixing: The preparations are a little last minute I guess. Just some stuff going on with the guests. But everything is set as of now.

(Y/N): Party?

Chanyeol: Oh yeah someone should explain to her.

Junmyeon: We have parties from time to time in order to raise awareness for our charity and fundraising. All the members of EXO attend to represent the organization well.

(Y/N): Oh I see, so I’ll be coming too?

Junmyeon: Yes, Yixing will inform you more soon.

(Y/N): Okay sounds good.

Jongin: So we’re meeting (Y/N) in person in a week?

Chanyeol: Jongin don’t even think about it oh my god.

Jongin: Think about what?

Chanyeol: We all know you’re thinking about trying to date her or some shit.

Jongin: Not true!

Sehun: -_-

Jongin: What, are you jealous Sehun?

Sehun: I’m leaving now. I need a drink.

Jongin: Don’t you dare get drunk on me again. Where are you right now? You’re not at the apartment.

Sehun: I’ll be home soon. Bye.

Sehun has left the chat

Jongin: Ughhhhh why is he like this??????

Chanyeol: Have fun with him.

Jongin: -_-

Junmyeon: He needs to be more responsible. I hope you’ll keep a better eye on him Jongin.

Jongin: Why is this my fault now?

Junmyeon: You are his roommate after all.

Jongin: Yeah but that doesn’t mean I’m his mom.

Chanyeol: Baekhyun is the perfect roommate.

Jongin: Stop rubbing your gay shit in my face.

Chanyeol: What gay shit?

Jongin: You’re oblivious. I’m leaving now, I’m gonna go to the dance studio for a little while. It was nice talking to you (Y/N), I look forward to seeing you at the party ;)

Jongin has left the chat

Chanyeol: He is totally trying to flirt with you (Y/N) lol.

(Y/N): The winky face is fuckboy sign number one.

Chanyeol: That’s Jongin for you. He’s a good guy though, he means no harm.

(Y/N): Yeah I think he’s just being friendly.

Junmyeon: I hope you continue to get to know the other members, (Y/N). I’ll be off now as well. Good day.

Junmyeon has left the chat

Chanyeol: “Good day”. What a square oh my god.

Yixing: My favorite was that time he said top of the morning.

Chanyeol: That was a wild day.

Yixing: I should get going, too. (Y/N) I’ll keep in contact, text me if you have any questions regarding anything. Goodbye.

Yixing has left the chat

(Y/N): Why do people always leave the chat before I have the chance to say bye back T-T

Chanyeol: They’re notorious for that lol.

(Y/N): Also I wanna apologize again if I’ve caused any trouble in the group, I never meant for that.

Chanyeol: Its okay. I won’t lie, I’m a little suspicious. But you seem like a good person, I’m gonna choose to trust you for now.

(Y/N): Thank you, everyone has been so nice.

Chanyeol: Everyone? Did you forget about Sehun lol.

(Y/N): It makes sense that he’s upset, and he hasn’t been that rude. Just cautious I guess.

Chanyeol: Yeah, he’s a little, well…. He’s just Sehun. Don’t take anything he says personally.

(Y/N): I won’t, I’m honestly really liking everyone here so far.

Chanyeol: I’m looking forward to getting to know you as well. I have to go though, I think Baekhyun is starting to wake up….

(Y/N): Did something bad happen?

Chanyeol: Um, it’s a long story. We were just, um. Nevermind. Forget it.

(Y/N): ?

Chanyeol: I’llgetgoingnowbye!

Chanyeol has left the chat

I exit the chat as well, finding myself smiling at the boys’ antics. Everyone in EXO seems so nice, how could anything bad be going on there? Is Anonymous going to allow me to go to this party? Even worse, will I have to do something to sabotage them there? My skin begins to crawl at the thought.

Just then, my door swings open, nearly giving me a heart attack. Kris saunters into the room, slamming the door behind him. My heart speeds up in my chest, and I scoot back on the bed, trying to put as much distance between us as possible. I desperately try to read his expression, but all I can see is anger. Have I done something again?

“(Y/N),” he greets me plainly, his tone calm, contradicting his furrowed brows and hard set jaw. He approaches the side of the bed, leaning up against the frame and eyeing me carefully. “You know about the party now, right?”

I nod, swallowing nervously as a lump forms in my throat.

“Don’t look so scared, I’m just here to tell you a few things. You aren’t in trouble or anything.” He smirks slightly, looking even more menacing than before. He still scares me, but I’ve decided that I think I like him a little better than Tao. He’s less intense.

I still watch him warily, scared to speak. After Tao lashed out last night I feel even more as if I’m walking on eggshells.

“I’m just here to say that you’ll be attending the party a week from today. Your one task is to continue to get close to Yixing, and stick close to Yixing for us. Continue to act completely innocent, do not mention a word about Anonymous, Luhan, me, Tao, nothing. If they keep asking you stuff, act like you have no idea what they’re talking about.”

“What is going to happen at this party? Isn’t it just for fundraising?” I question, sensing there is a lot more going on that Kris can’t tell me.

His eyes spark, and a smile spreads across his face. “You’ll see, (Y/N). It’s gonna be a big day, but that’s all I’m going to say.”

“Will I be able to leave after the party?” Maybe this is where they’ll conclude things, and not need my help anymore.

A pang of doubt flashes over Kris’s eyes, taking me aback as he steps away from the bed. He quickly recovers his hard expression, however.

“It all depends on how you do. If you do what you’re supposed to, and things work out like they’re supposed to, we won’t need you anymore.”

“So I’ll be able to leave if I do good? If I get close enough to Yixing?”

“Yeah. Something like that.”

He’s avoiding eye contact, a mixture of emotions on his mute face. His vagueness makes me a little bit nervous, but I decide to brush it off. It’s impossible to read anyone here anyways.

“Anyways,” He breathes, turning around to face me again, his expression exasperated. “I also came to show you around a little bit. You aren’t to wander around freely, but I’ll show you the dining hall and the bathrooms. We have some clothes and toiletries being delivered to your room soon, so hopefully you’ll be able to settle in a little more.”

Finally. I’ve been wearing the same thin white gown since I got here, and have been being escorted to the bathroom. They’d been delivering a small amount of food to my room, but barely. I just need to get up and walk around. I’d like to have my bearings a little more in this hellhole.

I jump down from the bed, my feet hitting the plush carpet. I try to keep up with Kris’s fast pace as he leads me out into the hallway. The hallway is bright now, unlike last night. It’s long and winding, everything pure white. Door after door lines the hall, and we turn corner after corner, but everything looks the same, seeming like an optical illusion. How am I ever gonna remember where the hell anything is here?

“You look confused,” Kris laughs after a few moments, eyeing me with a bemused smile.

I roll my eyes. “Have you seen this place? How do you know your way around?”

He sighs. “It’s been a long time since I’ve been here. You get used to it.” He looks sentimental, but almost sad at the same time.

Not sure what to say, I simply nod, still struggling to keep up with his long strides. After a few more moments, he stops in front of a door numbered 763.

“This is the bathroom you’ll be using. There’s a shower and stuff in there, if you need anything just let someone know.”

I try to mentally take note of the room number, storing it in my mind so I hopefully won’t get lost every damn time I have to pee.

He starts walking again, and I continue to follow. I can’t help but stare at his tall frame in front of me. Broad shoulders, toned arms, black t-shirt hanging off of his lean torso. There are black swirls of ink up and down his arms and the back of his neck, and I wonder just how many tattoos he has.

We stop again in front of a large french door at the end of the hallway.

“This is the dining hall. It should be easy to remember since it’s the last room in this wing. I advise you to not walk around, simply because you don’t know who you’ll bump into. Not everyone will be as nice to you as Tao and I am.”

I shudder. If he and Tao are “nice” then what is everyone else like?

“There’s nothing bad you can really get into in this wing. We mainly only have some exam rooms and living quarters, so you really can’t get into too much trouble. You can explore if you really want to, I don’t think you’ll be able to find your way out of this wing.”

Was that a challenge? Now I want to find my way out…..

“Don’t think about trying to get out, either. I see that look on your face,” he accuses, smirking at me. I cower under his stare, averting my gaze to the floor. “Just please don’t do anything you’ll regret. Have some common sense. If you second guess doing something, then don’t do it. If you hate your situation now, then you don’t want it to become any worse.”

“You’ve warned me a million times. I know, I’m not going to do anything.” I lie. I’m probably gonna do something at some point. Let’s be real here.

“Good girl. I’ll be going now. Someone will be here to deliver the stuff to your room soon. I suggest you get a bit more settled and then take the rest of the day to get closer the the boys in EXO. You have a week, don’t waste time.”

And with that, he turns and walks off down the hall. I watch him, trying to figure out where he’s going, to see what exit he uses.

“You can stop watching me now!” He calls down the corridor, his voice echoing. I huff, turning and entering the dining hall.

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It’s now few hours later, and I’m feeling a lot better having settled in a bit more. Clothes were delivered to my room, all of which were white. I decided on a plain white long sleeved top, a short white skirt, and white ballerina flats. I showered, got something to eat, and then returned to my room. I had wanted to explore, but decided not to push my luck.

Kris told me not to waste time, and I decide to follow that advice. If I get close enough to the boys, I could leave in about a week. I’m not sure how meaningful of a relationship I can make in such a short amount of time, but that’s among the least of my worries. I don’t have any time to spare. Just in time, a notification pops up on the phone, letting me know there is a chatroom open.

(Y/N) has entered the chat

Baekhyun: (Y/N)! You’re here!

Chanyeol: Finally! Someone who can support my case. (Y/N), do you think Baekhyun is being stupid?

Baekhyun: Yeolie stop it oh my god.

(Y/N): Wait what?

Chanyeol: Okay I’m bout to go off one sec.

Baekhyun: Chanyeol it’s not even my fault and you’re gonna exaggerate it so much oh my god. Don’t listen to him (Y/N) he’s a liar.

Chanyeol: Don’t you think it’s stupid to ask a stranger to hold the keys to your car (Y/N)?

Baekhyun: Oh my god no that’s not how it happened!

(Y/N): I would say that’s pretty stupid yeah lol.

Chanyeol: And then isn’t it stupid to act surprised when they never give them back? And disappear?

(Y/N): Don’t tell me they took the car too.

Baekhyun: I can explain!

Chanyeol: The new car that his roommate just helped him buy?

Baekhyun: You did not help me!

Chanyeol: I payed for over half of it!

Baekhyun: You’re so overdramatic that’s literally not even what happened omg T-T

(Y/N): This is a mess lol.

Chanyeol: (Y/N), and then would it be justified to be angry when said person calls you to come pick you up after that happens? When you’re in the middle of a really important  job? Begging and pleading you to come pick them up?

(Y/N): Yeah I would be pissed, but it’s also a little bit funny. Just a little.

Chanyeol: When he started screaming over the phone I almost messed up my coding. I could’ve ruined everything!

Baekhyun: That’s enough! Let me explain my side!

Chanyeol: Okay whatever go ahead.

Baekhyun: Okay so I was trying to juggle my keys and my groceries, right? I was in the parking lot and this girl was walking past me. I was like hey, can you hold my keys for a second so I can put my groceries in the trunk? She seemed nice, I needed someone to hold my keys, she was right there, it was fine. She had a few little kids with her by the way, and my mom always told me that if I need help I should find another mom to ask. I did the right thing! But then, I’m loading my groceries into the trunk when all of a sudden the car starts moving and I was like ?????? And then before you can say chogiwa my car had taken off, that woman and her children inside of it!

(Y/N): That was a journey…..

Chanyeol: Baekhyun you are such an IDIOT!

Baekhyun: No I’m not! I’m a writer I have a lot of intellect actually.

Chanyeol: You have no common sense! Why didn’t you put your keys in your fucking pocket or something?

Baekhyun: I’m wearing jeans with fake pockets :(

(Y/N): Those are the worst oh my god.

Baekhyun: See at least you agree with me (Y/N)

(Y/N): I was only agreeing on the jeans thing lol.

Chanyeol: Baekhyun do you seriously not see the problem here? It doesn’t matter who’s right or wrong, we all know you’re being a dumbass. The problem here is some lady stole your car.

Baekhyun: Are you almost here? I’m still waiting in the parking lot.

Chanyeol: I’m stopping for coffee first, I’ll be a bit late.

(Y/N): Wait so you’re still sitting in the parking lot Baekhyun?

Baekhyun: Yeah this all went down about ten minutes ago :(

(Y/N): Did she take your groceries too? Lollololololol

Baekhyun: Yes! It’s not funny, this was a traumatic experience.

Chanyeol: If I wasn’t so pissed I’d be dying laughing at you right now. You’re never gonna live this one down Baek. Just wait until Jongin and Sehun read this lolololololol.

Baekhyun: This is where my legacy ends.

(Y/N): I’m enjoying this way too much.

Chanyeol: I’m glad (Y/N) gets my side lol.

Baekhyun: No one’s gonna side with me are they?

(Y/N): Probably not, no.

Baekhyun: T-T

Chanyeol: I’m in the drive-through right now, I’ll be there soon Baek, sit tight.

Chanyeol has left the chat

Baekhyun: This sucks. I can’t believe he’s stopping for coffee. I can’t believe this is happening to me. I need to distract myself, how has your day been (Y/N)?

(Y/N): Not as bad as yours lololololol.

Baekhyun: T-T

(Y/N): In all honesty though you need to be more careful, you’re lucky something worse didn’t happen.

Baekhyun: Now you sound like Junmyeon.

(Y/N): Lololol. Are you just sitting in the parking lot now?

Baekhyun: Yes, I’m sitting on the ground outside WholeFoods T-T I knew I should’ve never come here, I try to be healthy for once but no.

(Y/N): Poor Baekhyun…..

Baekhyun: I’m gonna go now. I’m too ashamed. I should get out of here before Jongin or Sehun show up and roast me T-T

(Y/N): Cheer up Baekhyun!

Baekhyun: I’ll try T-T

Baekhyun has left the chat

(Y/N) has left the chat

I cover my mouth to stifle the giggles threatening to spill. These boys are certainly something, how could they be so bad? Guilt begins to wash over me, I’m helping Anonymous do something bad to them. They can’t possibly deserve it. But what can I do? If I don’t listen and do what I’m told, I won’t like the outcome. And honestly, no matter if I follow the directions or not, I don’t think I can stop Anonymous from whatever it is they’re trying to do. I hate that I feel so powerless, so controlled by the people around me. It makes me angry that there is simply nothing I can do.

The phone dings again, a text from Junmyeon showing on the screen.

Junmyeon: If you were in any sort of danger, you’d tell us, right?

I hesitate, running my hands through my hair as I read the message. I can’t help the shred of hope that flashes into my consciousness. Does he know my situation?

(Y/N): Why do you ask?

Junmyeon: I’m being paranoid I guess. Don’t worry about it. I hope you’ll look forward to the party.

My stomach flips, I wanted to badly to tell him everything, to beg him to get me the hell out of here. To beg him to tell me everything he knows. But I’m not about to do that. I sigh, hiding my face in my hands and falling back onto the bed.

Mystic Part 3

When I wake, my room is dark, moonlight shining in through a small port window. An eerie silence fills the room, and my own breathing is loud in my ears. I turn over, my hands searching the mattress for the phone, my fingertips running over the smooth fabric of the duvet. After a few moments, I feel the cool metal and turn it on to see that it is two in the morning, blinking as my eyes adjust to the bright light. As much as the thought scares me, Maybe at this time in the night there are less people around, and I can make an escape, or at least try to get a sense of the building a little more.

I hesitantly climb out of the bed, my feet thudding as they hit the carpet. I try to go quickly, before I can overthink everything. Quietly making my way to the door, I press my ear to the laminate surface and listen for voices. I don’t hear anything, but I worry there could still be guards outside. I listen for a few more moments, holding my breath, and am still met with silence. Painstakingly, I grasp the chilling metal of the door handle and ever so slowly turn, cracking the door and peering out.

I can’t make out the surroundings, the hallway is much too dark, but I sense no presence of others. I guess maybe there aren’t guards after all, not yet at least. I try to think back to the day before when I was brought to my room, trying to remember the floor plan. All I remember seeing was white hallway after white hallway, all of them looked the same. A little exploring couldn’t hurt, and if I get caught, I’ll just say I was trying to find a bathroom. That’s only half of a lie, as I have no idea where the nearest bathroom is.

Holding my breath, I ever so slowly creak the door open more, until there is enough space for me to slink out. Cautiously closing it behind me, I try to make out where I am, to get a sense of direction, but due to the lack of windows, it is pitch black. I walk for a few moments, feeling my way, when I hear a hushed whisper and footsteps. My heart stops dead in my chest, and I freeze, flattening myself against the cool wall.

I can’t see them, but I hear the footsteps and voices grow closer and louder. I squeeze my eyes shut, praying to god that they don’t notice me. I should never have even left my room, why couldn’t I have just stayed still? What did I think was going to happen?

“Did you see in the messenger? Yixing is onto us, I think he knows that girl has something to do with us. I told them we should have waited longer since the last threat, I told them he was going to know this disruption had something to do with us,” A voice whispers, coming closer down the hallway.

“I know, Master is gonna be so pissed in this meeting. What if Yixing is planning something right now? He’s totally gonna wanna save that girl from us. If this fails all of our plans will have to change. The largest process is already underway, but it will take time. They already suspect us, so what stops Yixing from doing something to ruin us?” Another hushed voice utters, sounding urgent.

They think Yixing would want to save me? What has happened between Yixing and this place. What process are they talking about? That must be related to what Minseok meant when he said EXO has something they need. The mention of the meeting they’re heading to fills me with dread, as I’ve gotten the message that they may be analyzing all that I said in the chat? My breath hitches when I sense them walking directly past me, and I am terrified they will bump into me or hear my breathing, hear my heart beating a million miles a minute. I bite down on my lip in exasperation, tensing my whole body, urging myself to not make a single sound. I hear their footsteps grow louder and louder, and then thankfully more quiet as they pass me. My body relaxes, and I release my lip from between my teeth.

I try to continue to eavesdrop as they continue on farther away, inching my way along silently to follow their voices.

“They brought up Kris and Tao as well, it’s only a matter of time before the other members find out about it. I think what we need to do is let them find out, and turn them against Yixing. They’ll lose it if they found out Yixing was one of us.”

One of them? Yixing was part of Anonymous? I keep following them, desperate to hear more of the conversation, and find out where this meeting room is. If I figure that out, I could spy for information to help me get the fuck out of here. If I’m brave enough to do that...

“Yeah, but then they’d find out about Luhan. Why would they side with us then? I mean I’m down for anything that helps us get what Yixing has. If we lose that, I don’t even wanna know what would happen,” the man seems to shudder, and I can hear the fear in his hushed tone.

Just then, I feel a firm grip on my arm, and I’m  jolted to the side, my face burying into the mystery man’s chest. I let out a yelp of surprise as he covers my mouth with his hand, his firm grip locking me into place.

“Fucking idiot,” the familiar voice hisses into my ear, Tao.

“What was that? Who’s there?” One of the whispering men asks, defense clear in his tone.

“It’s just me,” Tao speaks, still keeping me locked in his grip, his voice threatening. “Shouldn’t you guys be on your way to the meeting?”

“U-uh y-yes, yes sir!” One of them splutters, and I hear their heavy footsteps scurry off.

“You don’t have a brain, do you?” Tao whispers, his lips brushing against my neck, making me wince. “You’ve been here for about twenty four hours and are already getting yourself into all sorts of trouble. Do you know what would have happened if someone else found you?”

I tremble with fear, cringing at his close proximity, his lips still trailing my neck.

“If it were someone else, they would’ve brought you to the basement,” He chuckles, his voice dark. “I’m not gonna do that this time, lucky for you. But I was coming to get you, actually.”

I struggle to escape his tight grip, but he only holds me tighter, his fingers digging into my skin, his palm pressing firmly over my mouth. I think about biting him, but decide against it, as I don’t need to get myself into even more trouble tonight.

“Someone has requested your presence, and I was coming to bring you to see him, he’s sure gonna love you,” I can hear the arrogance in his tone, I’m sure he’s smirking.

He removes his hand from over my mouth, clasping my wrists in one hand and putting the other on the small of my back, roughly leading me down the hall. Who the hell is he taking me to see? I don’t have a good feeling about it. I can’t trust anyone around me, and from what I heard those men saying, things already aren’t going the way they’ve planned. They’re not gonna be happy with me, I know that much.

“Aren’t you even gonna ask where I’m taking you? Are you really that timid?” He asks, quickening his pace slightly, causing me to stumble over my feet. The hallway is pitch black, how does he know where he was going?

I choose not to reply, remaining silent as he yanks me down the hall.

“Why do you assume the worst of us, (Y/N)? Do you really think we’re that bad?”

I laugh, rolling my eyes.  “What, do you think this place is some sort of paradise?” I ask incredulously.

“Some people do, actually.”

“Just yesterday you and Kris said this place was fu-”

His hand is slammed over my mouth, stopping me before I could even finish my sentence. He grips my neck harshly, shoving me against the wall. He moves closer, his face inches from mine, his lips against my ear.

“You. Do. Not. Speak. Of. That. Ever. You never repeat what we told you, got it?” He spits, his tone full of anger. His breath tickles my ear, and my throat closes from his tight grip. I whimper, and he lets go, dropping me to the ground. I gasp for air, shaking from the shock of his assault.

“Now come on, I’m taking you to Jongdae,” He growls, grabbing under my arm and yanking me upwards, practically dragging me the rest of the way.

By the time we reach the room, my arms ache where he had gripped me, and my throat is dry. My legs feel bruised and scraped from being dragged and thrown around previously, my head spinning. I’m not sure who Jongdae is, I haven’t heard his name mentioned yet. Just another name to remember, another one in this jumbled mess. I sure hope he’s nicer than everyone else here, but I’m not too hopeful. Tao swings a heavy door open, shoving me in on my knees, and slamming it behind me. I blink rapidly as my eyes adjust to the light, the entire way here was pitch black. The room is on the smaller side, and still all white. The tile is white and glossy, cold as I sit on my hands and knees. The walls are shiny and white, almost looking plastic. In the center of the room stands a large white desk, with a striking man sitting behind it. His face is heavenly, looking as to have been carved out by God himself. High cheekbones paired with pearlescent white skin. Soft, curved lips, and angled eyes. His hair is effortlessly swept over his forehead, parted in the middle. He’s adorned in a white suit, just as everyone else here is.

His demeanor is hard to read as his eyes burn into me, watching me expectantly as I gape at him from my spot on the floor. We sit in silence for a moment, before he finally speaks.

“Have a seat in front of my desk, please.” He says, his rich, velvety voice coating the silence.

I shakily stand to my feet, eyeing him cautiously as I take a seat in the plastic chair positioned before him.

He continues to stare at me, and I detect a hint of humor in his gaze.

“You look so nervous, (Y/N), have you done something regrettable already?” He questions, his eyes glinting.

I stay silent, avoiding his menacing eye contact.

“Well, I’m Jongdae. I’m here to tell you to stop fucking around.” He says curtly, his expression stiff. “This is no joke, I can’t get into it, but if you don’t do everything exactly right, really bad things will happen. It won’t just affect you, you’ll be fucked, but so will everyone else here. That means no more subtly hinting at things, no more sneaking out of your room, no more shit, okay?”

I gulp, twisting my hands in my lap. I’ve only been here for about a day and I’m already in trouble. Images of my parents being affected by these crazy people flash in my mind, and I wince at the horrible thoughts.

“You are never to say such vague things to Yixing and the others ever again. Now get out of my office” He breathes, gesturing for me to leave. I furrow my eyes in confusion, was that really all he had to say to me?

“Okay?” I retort, warily glancing towards the door.

“That’s all I had to say, you can leave now. Tao should be waiting out there for you,” He continues, still wearing a nonchalant expression, eyeing me lazily.

I stand from my chair shakily, feeling a little shaken up and confused over tonight’s events. I cross the room, my ears ringing in the silence throughout the room. Feeling paranoid, I look over my shoulder to see Jongdae still staring at me intently. Avoiding eye contact, I turn my attention towards the door again, grabbing for the handle.

“(Y/N), by the way,” he says just as I began to turn the handle. I freeze, closing my eyes in exasperation and gulping as I hesitantly turned back to face him.

“Stop thinking Yixing will save you, even if he finds out, he isn’t going to do anything. He can’t even if he wanted to”

And with that, I forcefully pull the door open and walk out of the room, the pressure of his knowing words seeping into my veins, clouding my brain, and causing chills to spread across my skin.

After the awkwardly silent walk back to my room with Tao, I lay on the soft bed, gazing at the ceiling in the dark. There is a slight silver cast from the moon through the window, heavenly illuminating the room. A million thoughts swirl through my mind, as I let the silence wash over me and relieve me from the overload of emotions that have built up over the past twenty four hours.

I get lost in my thoughts, thinking of my family, my friends, my job, the things I have left behind. What I will become? And how long I will be here? I try to think of ways to manipulate the system, to get myself out of this situation and get back to my life. Each idea seems more far fetched as the last. To my frustration, I can’t seem to concoct a solid plan. I don’t even know where the hell I am in the first place.

My eyes move to the window. It’s small, I’m not sure I could even fit through it if I tried. It doesn’t  seem to open either, just a small porthole. I could possibly break it, but I’m not sure how far I’d even make it. For now I have to sit still, and try to wrap my mind around everything.

I then hear a ding, breaking me from my daze. I turn over to reach for the phone, the screen lit up. I hold it to my face, blinking rapidly as my eyes adjust to the sudden brightness. Once my vision clears, I read the notification, saying there’s a chatroom open. It’s four in the morning, but I decide to enter, as I surely am not falling asleep anytime soon.

(Y/N) has entered the chat

Jongin: The new member is here!

Junmyeon: Welcome, (Y/N).

Yixing: Welcome, what brings you here this late at night?

(Y/N): I couldn’t sleep I guess, just have a lot on my mind.

Junmyeon: I would imagine so, you must be thinking about EXO a lot as you are a newfound member.

Yixing: Yes, a lot to adjust to.

(Y/N): Yeah, my mind is just a little all over the place I guess. But everyone here seems nice.

Yixing: Yes, we want to be welcoming to our new member.

Jongin: Why do you guys talk like robots to (Y/N)? Stop being so formal lol.

Junmyeon: This is an organization after all, we’re just being professional.

Jongin: Yeah but it’s just weird, you guys are always so rigid all the time these days.

(Y/N): I think maybe it’s just awkward because I came so suddenly.

Yixing: It’s just that as the leaders Junmyeon and I have to deal with a lot so we remain more professional I guess.

Jongin: How professional do you have to be? This is just a charity organization.

Yixing: Maybe I’m just a pure soul who takes my charity very seriously.

Jongin: -_-

Junmyeon: How would you prefer us to talk, Jongin?

Jongin: Umm idk maybe not such punctual grammar? Not talking like eighty year old english men? Using some abbreviations from time to time?

Junmyeon: To be honest I’m not that fond of texting in the first place.

Jongin: Maybe don’t use words like fond? Just a suggestion lol.

Yixing: Junmyeon just has some advanced vocabulary, that’s all.

Jongin: You guys are just weird lately. Why can’t you be like you used to? You never used to be so stiff and secretive.

(Y/N): Maybe they’re dealing with things personally?

Jongin: That could be true, are you guys depressed now or something? lol.

Yixing: I think we’re the same as we’ve always been.

Jongin: Are you kidding???????? God I wish others were here to back me up on this one...

Junmyeon: You guys are cray.

Jongin: Oh god please don’t.

Junmyeon: Don’t what?

Jongin: Cray? I’m cringing so much, you really sound like my dad or something right now.

Junmyeon: I’m only trying to use the slang.

Jongin: I can’t listen to this.

(Y/N): Sorry but I agree with Jongin on this one lol.

Jongin: See?

Yixing: I have to agree Junmyeon that was pretty bad.

Junmyeon: Now you guys are just attacking me. I am leaving.

Junmyeon has left the chat

Jongin: So sensitive….. Maybe he is depressed.

Yixing: I don’t think you have to worry about that.

(Y/N): This is entertaining me.

Jongin: You’re right lol this must be funny for you.

Yixing: This messenger can get interesting at times I guess.

Sehun has entered the chat

Jongin: Sehun!

Sehun: Oh, Yixing is here.

Yixing: I see you’re still upset with me.

Sehun: Don’t act like that.

(Y/N): I feel like I’m watching a personal dispute.

Jongin: Don’t mind Sehun, he’s sober right now so he’s gonna be salty as usual.

Sehun: Why do you always call me that? I think I have every right to be salty. And this new member, you guys are stupid to trust her.

(Y/N): Sorry?

Jongin: Sehun stop it oh my god.

Sehun: (Y/N), I’m gonna say this once and one time only. I have no interest in talking with you nor do I trust you, but if you know anything about someone named Luhan, please reach out to me.

Yixing: Sehun, that’s enough.

Sehun: You’re so fucking frustrating. Why shouldn’t we talk about it? What the hell are you hiding?

Yixing: I’m not hiding anything, we’re all in the same boat with this. I’m getting a call though, I have to go. It was nice talking to you, (Y/N).

(Y/N): Yes, you too Yixing. Talk to you later.

Yixing has left the chat

Sehun: He is so infuriating.

Jongin: He honestly kind of is. Why don’t we get to know everything that goes on? I don’t think it’s fair. We’re all adults -_-

Sehun: (Y/N), remember what I said about Luhan. Do you know anything? Have you ever heard that name?

Jongin: Sehun are you kidding me? Leave her alone.

Sehun: Don’t you think this is suspicious? We all know Yixing knows something more about what happened to him. Then she randomly joins, and Yixing is the one to tell us to trust her and that it’s all fine. It’s fishy as fuck.

Jongin: I think he just wants to be nice to our new member.

(Y/N): I’m sorry for the confusion, I promise I have no ill intents. I don’t even know what’s happening to be honest.

Sehun: See? That’s my point. She doesn’t know what this group is, she doesn’t know why or how she got here. The logical conclusion would be to kick her from the chat and have her delete the app. Why is it that Yixing is just having her stay? Why is she staying with no questions asked?

Jongin: Sehun, you’re looking too much into it.

(Y/N): I completely understand why that would seem suspicious, but I promise nothing is going on.

Sehun: Then why are you staying? Enlighten me.

(Y/N): Yixing told me they were looking for a new member anyways, so I decided to see how it is.

Sehun: Bullshit. Absolute bullshit.

Jongin: (Y/N) I’m sorry about him, he’s still really vulnerable after what happened with Luhan.

(Y/N): If you don’t mind me asking, what happened?

Jongin: Um…. long story short, we had three members leave the group. Tao and Kris left, but they gave goodbyes. Luhan, we simply never heard from again. He was in the group long before Tao and Kris, and we were all very close with him, especially Sehun.

Sehun: I’m leaving.

Sehun has left the chat

Jongin: He’s still really upset about it, we all are. I just don’t understand why he’d never say goodbye, and why we can’t contact him at all anymore. Junmyeon and Yixing refuse to talk about it. It’s so frustrating. It’s not only that either, I’m confused over Tao and Kris as well. It was all so sudden, and Junmyeon and Yixing haven’t been the same since that happened.

(Y/N): So you think they’re hiding something?

Jongin: Yes, definitely. At the same time I know they wouldn’t hurt us purposely, so maybe they’re hiding whatever it is for a good reason.

(Y/N): That could be the truth. Sometimes when dealing with dangerous things, it’s better to keep the truth and protect those you love.

Jongin: You sound like you’re talking from experience.

(Y/N): I guess so, yes.

Jongin: I hope we can become closer. I have to go now, though, you should get some sleep as well. You don’t wanna mess up your sleeping schedule.

(Y/N): It’s already messed up lol but yeah you’re right.

Jongin: I’ll talk to you tomorrow, goodnight.

(Y/N) has entered the chat

Baekhyun: Jongin you’re crazy, why didn’t you stop him?

Jongin: Sehun is a man that can’t be stopped. Trust me, I’ve tried. Don’t you know this by now?

Baekhyun: You remember what happened last time he got that drunk, don’t you?

Jongin: How could I ever forget?

Chanyeol: Wait, guys...

Baekhyun: The image of Sehun showing up naked at my doorstep will never leave my mind.

Jongin: It’s not funny! He was almost arrested for that. And I was the one who had to deal with his hangover the next day.

Chanyeol: Guys...

Baekhyun: I know, which is why you need to keep a better eye on him! You really need to take all of the alcohol out of your apartment.

Chanyeol: BAEKHYUN!!!!!

Baekhyun: WHAT?????

Chanyeol: I’ve been trying to get your attention for the past few minutes! Are you blind?

Baekhyun: No, I could see your messages. You’re literally in the room next to me, if it was that important you would’ve come to get me.

Chanyeol: But who is that? Someone joined the chat…

Jongin: What do you mean?

Baekhyun: I don’t see anyone else..????

Chanyeol: No, look at the chat party at the top, there’s another name there.

Jongin: WAIT YOU’RE RIGHT

Baekhyun: WAIT WHAT

Chanyeol: I told you! (Y/N), who the hell are you?

Jongin: I’m calling Junmyeon brb.

Jongin left the chat

Baekhyun: Reveal yourself, fiend!

(Y/N): Um, hi?

Baekhyun: IT SPEAKS

Chanyeol: How did you get here?

(Y/N): Um, I’m not really sure to be honest.

Chanyeol: ????

Baekhyun: ?????????????

(Y/N): Well you see….. this random app was on my phone, so I opened it, and now here I am I guess.

Baekhyun: Are you pranking us? Is this a prank? Sehun are you messing with us? It’s not funny!

Chanyeol: But this app isn’t even on the store, you need a certain code to access it and download it, you have to be verified first. It wouldn’t simply show up on your phone. There are a lot of security precautions in place.

Baekhyun: Exactly, Sehun we know it’s you. Cut the shit pls

Sehun entered the chat

Baekhyun: ………

Chanyeol: ………

Sehun: Everybdy whatsgfd going nf on nwhjyu is Jonging screamginj my head isokd alk l loopyr

Baekhyun: Sehun what are you doing?????

Sehun: IOj don’y now why don’t yuo tell me?

Chanyeol: Baekhyun he’s definitely drunk, I don’t think it’s him.

Sehun: Whgat do kyou menam what is goinf on?

Junmyeon entered the chat

Baekhyun: Thank God! Junmyeon, you’re here!

Chanyeol: Someone has infiltrated the chat! Something isn’t right here...

Yixing entered the chat

Chanyeol: Yixing! You’re here too, thank the lord.

Junmyeon: (Y/N), how did you get here?

(Y/N): I honestly don’t know. I’m sorry to cause trouble, I don’t really know what’s going on either.

Sehun: Wait who is that whagdha is going on I’m so ocnufsed.

Junmyeon: This chat is confidential, I’m sorry but if you aren’t a member we’ll have to kick you from the server. Although I’m still curious as to how you managed to get here. Are you telling the truth when you say you’re unaware of what brought you here?

(Y/N): I’m sorry for the trouble, this was just on my phone. Is this the right place?

Chanyeol: …...Right place?

Baekhyun: Were you looking for someplace in particular?

(Y/N): No, I just, I don’t even know what I’m saying. I’m sorry I’m just a little flustered right now. It’s been a long day.

Junmyeon: I’m sorry but for safety reasons I’ll have to kick you from the chat. Chanyeol will remove the app from your phone and cut your access.

Yixing: Wait….

Baekhyun: ????

Yixing: Chanyeol, don’t cut her access. Junmyeon, can I talk to you? I’ll be home in a few minutes.

Junmyeon: Um, yeah. Do you know something about this?

Yixing: I’m pulling into the driveway. Don’t cut her access. I mean it.

Yixing left the chat

Junmyeon: …..I’ll talk to you guys later. Nice meeting you, (Y/N).

Junmyeon left the chat

Chanyeol: ?????????????

Baekhyun: ??????????

Sehun: Are they hiding thingfs again?

Jongin entered the chat

Jongin: Okay I’m back what did I miss?

Chanyeol: Junmyeon and Yixing just left!

Jongin: Oh, Sehun, you’re here. Where the hell are you?

Sehun: Cfome findd me

Jongin: What the hell does that mean? You’re so weird when you’re drunk.

Baekhyun: Maybe he’s in your closet again, that’s what happened last time.

Jongin: You’re right, I’ll go check. I’ve gotta take care of him before he pulls something again so I have to leave, keep me updated on the situation.

Jongin: (Y/N), I don’t know who you are, but for now, welcome to EXO ;)

Baekhyun: A winky face, really Jongin? This is not the time to flirt -_-

Jongin left the chat

Chanyeol: I just hate that they’re always talking in secret, why don’t we get to know things? You’d think with all of the work I do for them, they would at least let me know what the hell is going on.

Baekhyun: I know. Ever since Tao, Kris, and Luhan left things haven’t been the same.

Chanyeol: Let’s not say too much, we still don’t know if (Y/N) is trustworthy yet.

Baekhyun: That’s true….

Sehun: Jongin is makign me lesve my favorite spot

Sehun has left the chat

Chanyeol: Well, now it’s just us three I guess. (Y/N), are you sure that we can trust you?

(Y/N): I have no ill intentions, I’m just doing what I’m told.

Baekhyun: ????????????????????????????

Chanyeol: …………….

Baekhyun: What do you mean? Who sent you here? Who’s telling you to do this?

(Y/N): Like I said, the app just randomly appeared.

Chanyeol: But you said you’re just doing what you’re told…..

Baekhyun: Chanyeol we should just let Junmyeon and Yixing deal with this for now.

Chanyeol: You’re right, but I can’t help but wonder a few things….. I just feel like I should cut her access, but I won’t for now since Yixing told me not to.

Baekhyun: Yes, me too, but let’s trust our leaders, okay?

Chanyeol: Yeah, whatever.

Baekhyun: It was nice meeting you (Y/N), I must be going now.

Baekhyun left the chat

Chanyeol: ……..

Chanyeol left the chat

I exit the chat as well, questions filling my mind. I curse myself for mentioning I’m being told to do this, and I desperately hope they’ll forget about it. I can’t seem to piece together the connection between Anonymous and EXO, they mentioned Kris and Tao being members. Did something bad happen?

They’re definitely very suspicious of me due to my surprise appearance and lack of explanation. I feel frustrated that I did not think through my words more carefully. Now they may never trust me, and just remove my access. If that happens, what will Anonymous do with me? I shake my head at the thought, pushing the haunting nightmares from my consciousness. After seeing how they reacted, I’m realizing that it might take longer to get close to them than I thought. I wanted this to be as fast as possible, thought it would just be any other group chat, but this is different. They all seem so nice though, so innocent…. How could they be so bad like Minseok said?

I feel in my gut that Anonymous are the side at fault, not EXO. Based on the people I’ve met so far here, they aren’t good people. I have no way of knowing the intentions of EXO either, I can’t trust anyone in this situation. My stomach twists in anxiety at the thought, as loneliness covets me, stinging deep in my stomach.

Didn’t they say that EXO is a charity foundation? And here I am helping this deranged cult do something to them. What do Anonymous want from them? Should I be trying to help EXO rather than Anonymous?

I look back at the phone, examining the app. There are only a few features. There is a large button labelled “chat room”, another called “messages”, and a phone call option. At the very top there are little icons for each member, Junmyeon, Yixing, Chanyeol, Baekhyun, Sehun, and Jongin, brief statuses for each. It seems pretty innocent to me, so what am I doing here? And why did Yixing tell them not to kick me out?

Does he know something? He’s the one I’m supposed to be pursuing…….

A small bell chimes, and I jump in fear, until noticing it’s only a text notification.

Yixing: Are you free to talk?

A lump forms in my throat as I stare at his message on the screen. I just need to play it cool, act normal, be nice, and not act suspicious. I need to think through what I say, and keep my story the same. Remembering my family, I shakily type out a response.

(Y/N): Yeah sure, I’m sorry for all of the confusion.

Yixing: It’s okay. We’re a little concerned as you just showed up, but I can sense that you have no ill intentions. I only have a few questions for you.

Questions? I shudder, what if he asks things I can’t answer? I can’t make him even more suspicious.

(Y/N): Yeah sure. I’m not exactly sure what’s going on so I’m not sure how much I can answer, but I’ll do my best.

Yixing: Yes, I can imagine you would be confused right now. You said this app suddenly appeared, correct?

(Y/N): Correct. It somehow got on my phone, I never downloaded anything.

Yixing: Hmm, did someone else have your phone before it showed up?

Shit, how am I supposed to answer that? I feel guilty lying, as so far Yixing is being much kinder to me than the people here have been. I can’t know his true intentions, but he is at least treating me with respect. Maybe EXO are good people, good people who could possibly get me out of this place. They did mention Kris and Tao, do they know of this place?

(Y/N): Not that I know of, no.

Yixing: Hmm, I see. Do you know about EXO, this organization, at all?

(Y/N): No, I’ve never heard of it before now.

Yixing: You must be confused, then. I’ll explain briefly. EXO is a fundraising organization for charity. Junmyeon is the founder and leader, I accompany him in running the foundation. We have parties every so often where we invite many guests, that’s when we collect our donations and promote EXO. I see you met the other members in the chatroom already, I’m sorry that they act with suspicion towards you. A lot has happened as of recently, so they’re just a little on edge, that’s all. I’m sure they’ll warm up to you.

(Y/N): I don’t blame them for being suspicious. Thank you for being welcoming, Yixing.

Yixing: No need to thank me. I have just a few more questions for you, if that’s okay of course.

(Y/N): Um yeah, go ahead.

Yixing: Alright. If you are in any danger, you should tell me, okay? If anyone threatens you, or does something to hurt you, tell me right away.

My breath hitches in my throat at his words, and I wonder if he knows what’s going on with me. Does he want to help me, or does he want to use me as well?

(Y/N): I will, thank you.

Yixing: Very good. As a member, I just want to assure your safety. I just have one more question, and then I can let you go.

(Y/N): What is it?

Yixing: You would tell me if you were in danger right now, right?

(Y/N): ….

Yixing: It’s okay if you feel uncomfortable, I am kind of interrogating you. I’m sorry if I caused you any distress, I’ll be going now. I look forward to talking to you again.Goodbye.eddddddd

I set the phone down, my head spinning. Was I right in not answering his question? I did not want to simply say that I was safe, and rule out possibilities of ways for me to get out of here. I have no way of knowing what he wants from me, but I’m not looking to burn any bridges already. But will Kris and Tao be angry at me? I did allude to the fact that maybe something is going on. Just how closely are Kris and Tao monitoring the chat, anyways? Will they see all of it?

Sometimes I would swear that the world was out to get me. All of the trivial problems I had day in and day out, I let them control me. I focused on those things, never feeling truly happy with where I was at. I took it all for granted, not knowing that one day I would give absolutely anything to go back, anything to get back all that I once had.

The sinking feeling in my stomach that night told me something was not right. The intense paranoia told me something was about to change, but I suppressed it, other matters on my mind. I knew it wasn’t a good idea for me to walk home from work alone at night. I should have known better, but I did it anyways. I couldn’t be bothered to search through my purse for money to hail a cab, or stand waiting for a taxi. I told myself it would be fine, because it always had been. Sometimes it’s all a false alarm. Sometimes I would laugh at myself for how silly I had been, afterwards laughing at the horrific worst case scenarios that would pop up in my mind. That’s not how it went that night, however. It did not all turn out okay. This time, instead of laughing at how far-fetched the worst case scenarios I thought up were, I laughed at how much of an understatement they were.

That night everything changed. The moment I felt the shock of a hand being clamped over my mouth, descending into blackness as my eyes were covered, I had no idea what was in store for me. No idea that the world was so different than I thought it to be. No idea that it was much worse than I could possibly fathom. Being yanked down the alleyway, voices muttering around me as I struggled and tried to scream for help, I was being pulled farther and farther from everything I’d ever known. I told myself they only wanted to steal my money, maybe to mess around with me a little, maybe get me to steal some money for them. I was so innocent back then, so incredibly innocent.

“Welcome to paradise,” that deep voice cooed into my ear, his breathe trailing down my neck and filling my entire being with strickening fear. I will always remember those words, the last words I heard before my life was changed, the last moments of my ignorance to all that truly encaptured this world. The last moments of my life as I knew it.

I blacked out after that, and when I woke up, my new life began.

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“Everything is still working correctly, right?”

“It’ll be fine, we’ve been planning this for months, we’re really ready this time.”

“I think everything is all set, we just have to-”

“Shit! Kris, I think she’s waking up.”

My vision is foggy, fading in and out as I open and close my eyes, blinking rapidly. My ears ring, causing me to wince. I rub my eyes, vision fading at the edges. I slowly sit up, a heavy weight pressing on my chest, my breathing ragged. Immediately I sense that something is not right. Where am I? Who are those voices? What happened?

A warm hand on my shoulder jolts me to my senses, breaking me out of my hazy trance. The confusion of it all hits me like a bus, a sensory overload all at once. The cold, white walls. The slick white tile. The white table I’m lying on, its shiny, plastic surface reflecting my horrified reflection back at me. My whole body aches, feeling as if bruises littered the entire surface of my skin. I look down to the silky white gown adorning my shaking body, seeming to blend into the table I lie here on.  Most importantly, I notice the two unfamiliar men looking over me, barely able to meet their gaze.

I take a sharp intake of breath, fear gripping my chest, leaving a writhing wound in its wake. Am I dreaming? I try to think back to what had happened previously, to whatever last bits of consciousness I could find in my foggy mind. I was at work, I had to work late, I closed up, I started walking home……

“(Y/N)! Can you hear me? (Y/N)!” The man to my right exclaims, scanning my dumbfounded face with his sharp, angled eyes.

I open and close my mouth, trying to find the words to say, but fail miserably. Alarms and questions shoot through my mind as I cower under the mystery man’s harsh gaze, the way his eyes burn into me.

“I know you must be confused, but you’re safe, don’t worry.” The other man assures me, his deep voice ringing through the room.

That voice….. It sounds familiar.

My mind begins to race, trying to piece together the previous events. I remember walking home, but what happened after? Did I get drunk or something? How the hell did I end up here?

“(Y/N), can you hear me?” The man with the deep voice speaks again. That voice, his voice is so familiar.

Where have I heard that before?

My mind is racing, and my breathing is increasing in pace by the second, my eyes darting around the room frantically.

“I know you must be really out of sorts right now, but you’re safe. This place is a paradise.” The deep voiced man says.

Paradise, that’s familiar too….

Those words bring it all back to me, allowing for a floodgate to open, welcoming a rush of refound fear. My whole body instinctively tenses as everything comes back, leaving me reeling from the sudden remembrance.

“Welcome to paradise.” He had whispered in my ear. I can practically feel his breath across my skin, can almost feel the harsh force of his hand around my wrists. My skin crawls, as the events from the previous night come back to me. I try to stand up from the table, to get myself away from these men as fast as possible, but I feel too weak. I struggle for a few moments before my body gives out, and I fall back onto the table.

“You won’t be able to move for a little while,” that deep voice rings.”I’m Kris, by the way, and that’s Tao.” He points to the other mystery man.

“Don’t be scared. We’ll explain everything soon, once you aren’t so out of it,” Tao says, running his hands through his platinum blonde hair. He has very sharp features, and an angular face. I can’t help but stare at his doll-like features, captivated by the warmth of his glowing skin.

Kris is quite attractive as well. Very tall, with jet black hair that swoops over his forehead. He holds a more intense gaze than Tao, his hard eyes and clenched jaw giving off a dangerous vibe. I gulp, feeling more nervous as each second passes.

My eyes dart around the room once again, taking in my unusual surroundings. Everything is completely white. The walls, ceiling, floor, everything. It’s somewhat small, with a sleek table in the middle, where I lay. A sterile smell lingers in my nose, and associations of a hospital come to mind.

“Why am I here” I finally choke out, my voice soft. “Did I get hurt on my way home?” I tell myself over and over tham I’m just in the hospital. That makes the most sense. Maybe I fell and hit my head. I’m sure all of this can be easily explained and rationalized.

Tao smirks as I speak, his lips twisting into an amused grin. “You’re here to help us with something. This place is very special, you’re lucky to be here.”

“Lucky?” I choke, a million different cases running through my head. Maybe this is just a world class hospital?

“We’ve been watching you for quite some time, trying to find someone perfect for our task. This task is very important for us.” Kris speaks, grinning in amusement.

I feel uneasy, not responding as the hope I hold to my chest begins to waver. I take a deep breath to ward off the pain that threatens to suffocate me as reality sets in.

“You’re our last task before we reach our salvation. Before we reach something we’ve been striving towards for so, so long. Won’t you help us?” He continues, rubbing his hands together, and eyeing me with an unreadable expression.

I sit up a little more on the table, my arms wobbling beneath me as I lean on them for support.

“More will be explained soon, we just need to wait for you to come to more first.” Tao explains, looking at the watch on his wrist. “Master should be here soon to orient you.”

I do not feel good about this. Something is not right. This place is not right. Paradise? Salvation? Master?

A deep laugh rings through the room, and I avert my gaze to Tao, who is shaking his head back and forth as he laughs at my expense.

“Darling, you look like a lost puppy. You’re an innocent one, aren’t you? This is gonna be fun.” He walks closer as he speaks, stopping when he reaches the edge of the table. He reaches out, trailing his long finger down my chin, goosebumps rising on my skin.

I flinch, moving to slap his hand away, but he pulls back just in time, testing me with his gaze. Pushing away from the table, he begins to pace around the room.

“My only advice for you is to be compliant. Just do what we tell you if you know what’s good for you.” Tao warns, a wicked grin on his face.

“What do you guys want from me? I’ll give you my money if that’s what you want. I’ll do anything, give you anything, just please let me go,” I whine, tears beginning to blur my vision. I hate how pathetic I sound, hate the crack that breaks my voice, showing perfectly how vulnerable I am.

“You don’t have to be scared as long as you do everything we tell you to. It’s not a hard job, it’s very simple actually.” Kris taunts mockingly, his eyes dancing with power. “But Master will be here shortly to explain all of that in more detail for you.”

His mocking tone makes me feel nauseated, and I want nothing more than to cuss both of these crazy men out. My mind is reeling, and I struggle to find clarity amongst the tidal waves of emotion and fear strickening me. Whoever this “master” is that they’re going on about, I would rather not meet him.

When the door swings open, my heart skips a beat and my mouth goes dry. A tall man enters the room, dressed in an all white fitted suit. His eyes are sharp, thick black eyeshadow smoked around them, making them all the more piercing. He walks with confidence, a smirk playing on his lips as he scans the room.

“Master, welcome,” Tao says immediately as the man enters the room, bowing in respect. Kris does the same.

I eye the man with suspicion, warning clear in my features, my stubborness urging me to not treat this so called “master” with the unearned respect he seems to demand. I try to appear more confident than I’m feeling, to give off the facade that I’m not cowering in fear like I am on the inside.

“Ah, (Y/N), I’m Minseok, the leader of Anonymous,” The man begins, his voice dominating the room. “You must be confused, I’m terribly sorry we had to introduce you in this way.”

I narrow my eyes in an effort of warning him to not step any closer to me. What does he mean by “Anonymous”, just what the hell is this place?

“I’m not going to drag this out, I’m just gonna get straight to the point. Things will make more sense in time, I promise you,” He drawls, the grim smile never leaving his lips. “This is going to be a lot of information all at once, but I ask of you to try and stick with me, (Y/N).”

“How do you know my name?” I choke out, not sure if I meant to speak the words aloud or not. I’m beginning to come to my senses more and more, and my fear is mixing with my stubbornness and anger to create the most horrid stinging in my chest.

He chuckles, as do Tao and Kris. I clench my jaw in anger, feeling frustration build in my throat as each moment passes.

“You see, this place is called Anonymous,” Minseok continues, ignoring my question. “This place is a paradise, a place where people are saved, are granted a life worth living.”

I swallow the lump in my throat, not responding. I stare back at him with determined eyes, gripping the edge of the table to stop my hands from shaking.

With another mocking chuckle, he continues his speech. “We take in people here, people who we think may need us. We tell them that as long as they do the tasks we give them, one day they will reach salvation, and receive their wish, whatever that wish may be. We always grant that wish, and allow people to live a worthwhile life. We save people’s lives here, give people purpose again. That’s not why you’re here, however. Unless that’s what you end up choosing in the end.”

Tasks? Salvation? Wishes? Purpose? My head spins as his delusional words are thrown at me.

“Sadly, it turns out we have a bit of a problem right now. An enemy. Someone who has something we desperately need. This person is a traitor. He is scum. Soon, though, he’ll be eradicated from the situation. He’s gotten away with too much for too long, it’s about time all of that ends,” Minseok’s voice begins to rise, his eyes wild, fire dancing in his deep brown irises.

Minseok closes his eyes, taking a breath. He takes a moment to collect himself, a malevolent grin working its way onto his face, and he then continues.

“Unfortunately, he has something we need. We need to get that before we can eradicate him. That’s where you come in.”

My heart sinks, a harsh chill spreading through my body. How do I have any part in this? I don’t even know these people, how is it that they seem to know me? The knife in my heart twists further and further as he smiles maniacally at me, his dark eyes shining with pure evil.

“All you have to do is get close to this man. You need to seduce him, trick him. You need to weasel your way in so that we can get to him. That is your only task. Once you do that, you’re free to leave. Do what we tell you, and you’ll leave unscathed.”

I swallow the lump in my throat, my chest tightening. What the hell is going on? Why me? What is so special about me that I have to do this? How did I get involved in this royal mess?

“What happens if I refuse?” I ask, my voice wavering, sounding much less strong than I had hoped.

Minseok smiles, walking closer to the table. He stops at the edge, tucking a piece of my hair behind my ear, his cold touch sending a shiver down my spine.I flinch at his touch, leaning back to escape his reach, to put distance between myself and the cunning man. His smile widens as he eyes me, leaning closer.

“I don’t think you want to find out, darling,” He cooes, trailing his finger down my cheek. I stay there, frozen under his gaze, feeling as if I will be sick any moment.

“Now,” He continues, stepping away. “Now that we have that settled, I’ll explain things in a tad more detail for you, explain to you just exactly what you’ll be doing. Explain the rules to you. You’ll listen to me, won’t you? If you care about your family at all, you’ll listen to me.”

“What do you know about my family?” I seethe,  suddenly moving to jump to my feet, my wobbly legs giving out on me as I crumple to the floor, breath ragged.

He laughs again, Kris and Tao chiming in. Standing over me, his eyes holding nothing but sheer insanity, peering down at me with their ever dancing flame.

“Look at you, pathetic,” He sneers. “As for your family, I know everything about them. I know everything about you as well. If you don’t do exactly as we say, to put it in simple terms, you can say goodbye to all of that. I have people on duty near your house as we speak. One call, and they’re dead.”

“I don’t believe you,” I whisper, challenging him.

His grin widens, and his eyes darken, glinting with madness.

“You’ll regret saying that, princess. Trust me, you will.” He kneels down beside me, leaning in too close for comfort, his breath fanning over my face. “Now you’re going to listen to me. You’re going to do what I say before you do something you’ll regret for the rest of your life. I’m not even asking much of you, someone as pathetic as you wouldn’t be trusted with something strenuous.”

I wince, trying to lean away from his intense stare, to put distance between us.

He only leans in closer, and I fight to hold my head high, resisting the urge to sink farther and farther into the floor, refusing to cower in this man’s presence and give him what he wants.

“Your task is simple. This man, Yixing is his name. He is in a fundraising organization called EXO. There’s a messenger for this association where they all talk about their nonsense. We’re going to hack you into this messenger. You’re going to say that you’re not sure how you got there, you’re going to say the app magically appeared on your phone, do you understand?”

At first I don’t react, running his directions through my mind. It seems simple, but is completely out of my character. Begrudgingly, I nod, angry at myself for giving into his threats. But at this point, how can I risk it any further? My situation is already messy enough. Maybe it’s all just a dream…

“Good girl,” He cocks his head to the side, still eyeing me. “All you have to do is get close to them, especially Yixing. Be nice to them, pretend that you care. Act like you care about their pitiful party. Be their friend, don’t make them suspicious of you. They’re going to be suspicious of you from the beginning, but you have to prove them wrong. The number one rule is that you do not say anything about Anonymous. If you speak even a word of it, your family will be dead. We will be monitoring your conversations, so don’t you dare try anything.”

I hate how terrified I feel, how I have no choice but to agree to everything he’s saying. No choice but to comply with whatever this evil man wants. I want to resist, want to tell him he is crazy. I want to reach up and smack the maniacal grin off of his smug face, but the slight chance that he could have my family causes me to squeeze my hands into fists in resistance, holding them tightly by my sides and digging my knuckles into the hard tile. I don’t know what is going on, but I do know that this man is dangerous. He is not right in the head. This whole place is not sane. I don’t want to risk it and possibly make this whole mess of a situation even worse..

“That’s about it. Don’t try to run, either. You won’t get far,” he smirks. “We have a room prepared for you, Kris and Tao will take you there shortly. Don’t leave that room if you know what’s good for you. Your only worry is talking in the messenger and getting close to Yixing. Once we get what we need, you’re free to go. Kris and Tao will be checking on you regularly, so you’re not getting away with anything. If you know what’s best for you, you’ll be smart and be cooperative. The faster you do this, the faster you’ll get out of here, and we won’t have to see you ever again.”

I nod meekly, shifting uncomfortably. Maybe it won’t be too bad. I’ll just stay in my room, talk to these people, and try to get out of here as soon as possible. Maybe people will notice I’m missing and find me soon anyways. I just have to stick it out.

“Now, get up off the floor, you look pathetic. Kris and Tao will bring you to your room and supply you with the phone you’ll use for the messenger, your personal phone is gone now, we can’t have you contacting anybody. You won’t see me much after this, I’m much too busy. The only people you’ll be seeing are Kris and Tao, so get used to them.”

I shakily stand to my feet, my limbs feeling like jelly, ready to give out at any moment. I take a final deep breath, before following the deranged men out of the room, down the hall, and to my new room.

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My room looks rather expensive, much to my surprise. Minseok made it out that I am very disposable here, but my room says otherwise. I stare in awe at the king sized canopy bed, fluffy duvet draping down the sides. Everything in here is white as well. White walls, white bedding, white vanity, white armoire, white carpet, white curtains. It feels so cold, so uninviting, but regal all the same.

“This is where you’ll be for awhile, so try to make yourself at home,” Kris says, his eyes scanning my face intently. I squirm under his speculation, making him chuckle.

“Why so nervous?” He teases, a playful grin on his face, which takes me aback. This boy just kidnapped me and brought me to some weird ass cult organization and now he’s joking with me? Could this situation get anymore fucked up?

Kris steps towards me, his face holding a thoughtful expression.

“I’m gonna be real with you, okay?” He says, inhaling sharply. The whole mood in the room shifts. “This place is fucked, and I know you must be confused and scared, but it’s really in your best interest to just do what you’re told so you can get the fuck out of here. Stay in this room, do what we told you, and stay away from Minseok. Just stay away. This is our last task before we reach salvation, so it’s really important. Trust me, you don’t wanna see what will happen if you mess this up. Yixing is dangerous, EXO is dangerous. There’s a lot going on that you can’t know, but just trust me on this. You’ll do as you’re told, right? Do you promise?”

I sputter for words, taken aback by his sincerity. Is this place really so dangerous? Is EXO really that dangerous?

“Well?” Kris urges, his eyes pleading.

“Y-yes, I’ll comply I just,” I run my hands over my face, the reality of the situation hitting me. “I just don’t get why I was chosen for this, I feel like I should be freaking the fuck out right now. It doesn’t even feel real, I must be in denial. I’m just so overwhelmed and-”

“We know. Just please, get this over with as soon as you can. There’s a lot of messed up shit that goes on, we could barely even explain the half of it to you even if we wanted to. I’m gonna give you the phone now, okay?” Kris interrupts, his voice soft.

I nod meekly, biting the inside of my cheek as tears threaten to fall. The reality of the situation is beginning to hit me harder and harder as the realization hits me that I may not be able to get myself out of this, and fear resides deep in the pit of my stomach.

“Now remember, no mentioning Anonymous, no mentioning me, or Kris, or Minseok. None of it. Bad things will happen if you do that, you can’t even imagine. You are to act innocent, say you have no idea how this app got on your phone. Be nice to them, don’t push them too hard. Get close to them, but don’t push it too hard. Everything will fall into place,” Tao says as Kris places the phone into my palm, the cool metal brushing my fingertips.

I nod, staring at my terrified reflection in the smooth screen of the device.

“We’ll be back to check in later tonight. Please don’t do anything you’ll regret. There’s guards outside your room, they’ll check on you every so often. Don’t try anything.” Tao warns, adjusting his stark white suit jacket.

I nod, just wanting them to leave, I’m not sure how much longer I can keep the floodgates of my emotions securely closed and locked away.

“Okay, have at it,” Kris says, a hint of sadness in his tone. With that, they leave the room briskly, my fate sealing with the slam of the heavy white door, it’s shiny plastic surface holding the reflection of me; shoulders slumped, hair disheveled, eyes wide.

Silence rings through the room as I stand dumbfounded in the middle of the cold bedroom, goosebumps covering my skin.  As I stand alone, enveloped in the silence, my tears finally fall freely down my face. I feel weak, pathetic, as I fall to my knees in a sobbing heap. How the hell did this happen? Will I even make it out alive?

Trying to pull myself together, I reach for the phone beside me on the plush carpet. I run my fingers over the screen, staring at the glossy surface, before turning it on. Upon opening it, I see that the only thing available on the phone is a single application, titled EXO.

I take a deep breath, my finger hovering over it. Opening the app, anxiety shoots through my body.