章節 6: System?
Yeongje was pondering about the incident that happened to him at school that afternoon.
He tried his best to recall the blurry memory, but strangely, it disappeared as if the sharp pain he experienced was just a realistic dream.
It was just his second day in his new life, yet there's so many weird things happening.
He tries to organise his thoughts, to think better, but even then, he still can't think calmly.
Yeongje feels extremely uneasy. Ever since the sharp pain on his head and his leg trembled as if in fear, his mind was in a mess.
He tried to distract himself by going to the saloon and getting new haircuts just like he had planned. Yet his feelings grow even stronger ever since he went to the shop and meet that very oddly ordinary man.
He couldn't shake this feeling no matter what he did.
Yeongje did have a theory that this was a butterfly effect. However, he can't calm himself and thinks of this as a normal occurrence that happens because of a butterfly effect.
He couldn't accept it.
He closed his eyes throughout the ride, trying his best to calm himself down.
He feels like he had forgot something, but decided to ignore it.
'I should get some sleep'
He thought before he quickly fell asleep. When he arrived, Mr.Kim wake him up and informed that they had arrived home.
Yeongje was still sleepy but forced himself to get out of the car after bidding farewell to Mr. Kim.
With a weakly step, he walks through the front yard and enters the house.
Upon entering, his nostrils filled with a smell of newly cooked food. Awake him further as he feels fresh up, he quickened his step and entered the kitchen.
Seeing his mother was cooking for dinner, he feels confused.
With a hint of curiosity, he asked, "Isn't it too early to cook for dinner?"
Her mom was surprised and quickly turned around and saw her son standing behind her.
She patted her chest, trying to calm her heart, and sigh deeply.
"What are you doing sneaking around like that?" She asks in disbelief.
She turned around and as if realising something, she turned again and looked at her son in widened eyes.
"You went to the saloon?" She asked in surprised.
Seeing her reaction make Yeongje giggled and nodded his head.
"That's right, I thought I should make a few changes for a new life,"
She was confused but shook it off as her focus was elsewhere.
"Hmp, you should be glad that you look more similar to me than your dad," she spoke proudly before turning her attention back to the pan in front of her.
"Thanks, mom!" He played along, then he quickly went to the stairs and entered his room.
BAM!
The door slam shut, as he slumped down to the floor while leaning against the door.
He clenched his chest, and with his almost teary eyes.
'This feeling, it's getting stronger as if it something will happen anytime soon'
He bit his lips so hard that he tasted blood, he feel suffocated. He felt as if his stomach was being punched so hard that it popped.
His whole body trembled. He could feel his heart thumping so hard that he thought it would burst open if it kept going.
He was panting loudly as if he was short of breath.
"I c- couldn't b- brea..." Before he could finish his sentence, his sight turned black.
...
He opened his eyes and saw a dark room. He still felt dizzy, but even then, he could still see that it was an unfamiliar ceiling.
'This is not my room...a hospital perhaps?'
He tried to sit up, but his body surprisingly felt stiff. With every movement he makes, he feels a sharp pain.
"Ughh," he groaned in pain.
'I hope i didn't scared mom too much.'
Regardless of the pain he felt, he endured it and quickly sat up. He was about to search for his phone and called his mom when all his movements stopped.
His pupil shrank, his heart thumping faster, and his mind went blank.
After a few seconds of shock, he started frantically looking around the room he was in. He tried to search for his phone in his pocket, but it disappeared.
He narrowed his eyes for a better view, but the room was too dark for him to be able to see anything in detail. He could only manage to make out the object silhouette with a faint light that was coming from the gap between the door.
His mind was in a mess, and a huge wave of fear hit him. He tried his very best to recall the last memory he remembers, as if he hurriedly combined all the puzzle pieces that were scrambling in his mind.
One by one, as the piece slowly reunited and formed a memory, the last thing he remembered was when he was feeling sick and overwhelmed in his room right after he arrived from that weird saloon.
He assumed that he fainted and thought that this place was a hospital room. But it turned out he was wrong.
Instead of the patients room, it was a teenager room.
It is certainly not his room or place that he recognised. He estimates that the size of the room is just 41 square feet.
He was lying on top of a thin blanket closed to the wall on his right, and in front of him was a hanging clothes, and under it was a calendar with some notes being stuck around it.
While on his left was a small table made of wood, full with a bunch of stuff. There's a few folded clothes neatly beside a bag.
'It's not my room.' With that thoughts he quickly checked himself, afraid he was injured.
Other than feeling fatigue and sharp pain, he didn't see any visible injuries. So it is safe to assume that he must have been transferred here when he was fainted.
With no hint of being watched or tied, he could freely move and begin searching for exist.
He turned around and saw a small window, unfortunately its look like it had been sealed with a metal bar, and it didn't seem like he fit.
Then he turned his attention to the door. The door was closely shut, with a gap underneath it letting in a faint light.
He slowly gets up and crouch towards the door, avoiding any sound while moving.
As he got near the door, he felt nervous and slowly made his way towards the door. Just above him was the doorknob.
He raises his hand slowly and tries to twist it open.
Clack
'It's open!'
He feels weird, as why they didn't lock the door. But then he shook his head as he supposed to be grateful that they didn't lock the door and prevent his exit.
Still, he can't believe they kidnapped him and let him be, without even tying him with a rope. In his mind, the kidnapper is an incompetent one, why even be one in the first place if they didn't properly act like one.
He slowly pulls open the door with a small gap between it, and he peaks through the gap to see his surroundings.
Through the small gap, he saw a small room. He assumed it to be a living room and kitchen.
It is a very small kitchen, with a refrigerator, a sink, stove, and a small counter with storage inside it.
In that same room, he could see a small television on top of a small foldable table with a height of his knees. On the floor, he could see a blanket that had been laid over, prepared by someone to use it for sleep.
His eyes scanned the whole room and made his theory. The kidnappers must have kidnapped him when he was in the hospital, but he can't think of any reason as to why they even kidnapped him in the first place.
And what is even weird is that the security is so lax. Especially having a hostage without even locking him up or tying him.
'Are they that confident that i won't be able to leave?'
His mind was busy with a lot of thought, making his action slow down. Realising this, he quickly pushes all the thought except the important one to the back of his mind.
Back to reality, he slowly opened his door. While crouching, he stepped out of the room and quickened his pace towards the front door.
He quickly twists the doorknob and makes his escape without even wearing any slippers.
Thankfully, the house he was in is located on the 1st floor, which gives a lot of advantages to him.
He descended the stair and quickly made his way out of the building. But before he could take another step, the world stopped.
Except for him, everyone, everything had stopped.
Then, a translucent screen appeared in front of him, with a sentence on it.
[The free trial had ended, and to experience more, you need to pay]
"What?"
He was baffled and perplexed, and he became speechless.
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