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HJ

Standing in a wide room, the walls are painted in white, the floor is made of marble, empty and tattered picture frames are displayed on each corner of the walls and some are tilted on the wall and a single light that lit the entire room brightly.

Hongjoong stood there, his eyes examined the room with awe and confusion.

It was dead silent. And Hongjoong found it odd. He then noticed that he is in his mission clothes and not in his pajamas.

Suddenly, a deep voice echoed inside the room.

"HJ."

Hongjoong whipped his head behind him, searching for the source of whoever called him.

But no one was there.

"HJ."

He whipped his head again in the opposite direction.

There was no one there as well.

"Who are you."

Hongjoong called out but received no response. He then tried grabbing his gun in his pockets where he always places it.

But as he slid his hand inside his pocket,

There is no gun.

Hongjoong's eyes widen.

He patted every pocket in his jeans, but his gun is nowhere to be seen.

Hongjoong then suddenly felt heavy.

It felt like he cannot breathe. Are his lungs are giving in? It felt like something is suffocating him.

The room darkens..

A thick fog then started to appear out of nowhere..

Hongjoong fell on his knees as he clutched his chest and touched his neck.

He coughed, his lungs are hurting and his neck felt tight.

As Hongjoong struggled, a figure stood in front of him.

The figure wore all black, from his hat that covered half of its face, its trenchcoat, its pants, and its shoes. It was all black. With some chains hanging on his coat.

Except for his mask. It was silver, shining like small diamonds as it covers half of the mysterious figure's face.

Hongjoong looked at the figure,

"Who are you."

"The one who will end you."

Hongjoong's eyes shot open as he felt someone strangling him.

Gunshots rang outside the mansion. Faint yells and screaming echoed outside his room.

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