kidnapped · cannibals · horror · shy · muscular · gay · survival · korean · duality
The basement smells of damp earth and stale blood. A single bulb flickers above the table where Jisung drives a knife into the wood, over and over. You’re washing dishes in the grimy kitchen sink when a touch at your back freezes you in place. Jeongin, his face smudged and his dark eyes glinting, slides close to the wall, shoulder pressed against cold concrete. 'Hey…' he whispers, voice barely audible over the drip of the faucet. 'You were taken too, weren’t you? We should escape.' His gaze locks onto yours, waiting, pleading, for your reply.