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stoopsbookstore · 5 years

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The Costume (Chapter 7)

Warnings - Death, Claustrophobic moments

“Is that Seungkwan?”

Sungyeon and Minghao walked up to the boy, Seungkwan’s mangled body full of shreds of glass. He reached out of help before succumbing to his injuries, Sungyeon trying to call the ambulance while Minghao touched Seungkwan’s wrist, feeling for a pulse.

“He’s dead,” Minghao’s voice was barely audible, the terror on the pair’s face the only emotion going through their head.

More party-goers came outside after hearing Sungyeon’s scream, gasps and groans from the growing crowd as they gathered around the body. People began to panic, some running back inside, others running away to their cars and a few just frozen in fear.

Dokyeom stood away from the window, his head dizzy, a figure appearing behind him.

“It’s starting, sir. One’s dead.”

“Good, my child.”

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“Hello! Someone help! I’m stuck in here!”

“Jeonghan?! Is that you?” Joshua looked over, a glass partition dividing the duo and faint light peeking through a crack at their feet.

“Jeonghan! Where the fuck are we?”

Joshua kicked his legs, attempting to escape his predicament, “I don’t fucking know!”

The pair starting hitting their enclosures for any sign of breakage when a voice overcame their screams for help.

“Jeonghan.”

“Jeonghan! Joshua!” Dino screeched, “what’s going on?!”

They heard the younger male’s muffled yelling from the outside.

You have one choice. Jisoo or Jeonghan. Both of who have looked out for you, have taken care of you and watched you grow. Only one gets to live, the other suffers dying with the betrayal that it was you that chose their fate.

“I can’t! I won’t pick between you guys!”

If you don’t, the devices will lock, trapping Jeonghan and Joshua and killing you. You see, in between them, stuck in the glass is a key that will save you. The contraption attached to you is a Reverse Bear trap, the one in front of you is your choice, if you don’t make a decision in 3 minutes, you will die along with Joshua and Jeonghan.

“Should we try to break the gl-”

“Fuck! I can’t choose between you two,” Dino yelled out, cutting Joshua off, “what can we do?!”

“You have to pick, Dino.”

Choose wisely.

Dino started crying, his hands attached to two levers with a spike in the middle, the levers attached to a mechanism with two pipes attached to it. Whichever one Dino picked, the other would be trapped, the pipe going through the thick door and locking them in the morgue freezer, slowly suffocating them.

“Dino. It’s Jeonghan, whoever you picked, we won’t be mad,” his voice oddly calm and assuring, “do what you feel is right.”

“Dino, listen to me please,” Joshua’s voice was begging the youngest member, looking at Jeonghan, who was concerned at the tone of his voice, “choose Jeonghan.”

“What?!”

“Huh?”

“Choose Jeonghan, ok? I’ve seen the Saw movies, there’s always a way out. Take Jeonghan, get help and I’ll find a way out. Please trus-”

“What if we ca-”

“You will, Jeonghan!” Joshua hit the divider between them, the normally calm boy’s demeanor doing a 180, “Dino, please you only have so much time, I’m telling you pick Jeonghan and get some fucking help!”

Dino was sobbing at this point, Jeonghan mute. Dino let go of Joshua’s lever, Jeonghan’s makeshift coffin opening at his feet, the older boy climbing out and falling to the floor. The trap on Dino’s head opening, Dino ripping it off and throwing it to the floor just as it went off.

“Come on, Dino,” Jeonghan crawled over to Dino, sobbing as they walked out of the morgue room, witnessing everyone running around.

“Jeongh-”

“Get out of here, no matter who you run into, no matter what you hear, just run.”

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“Hello?”

Y/N found herself alone, walking through the hallways. Lights flickering adding to the creepy air following her, Y/N stopped at a door, smoke emitting from the bottom. Y/N tried to open it, the handle freezing her hand. Y/N wanted to walk away, her skin pulling off, hurting her as screams from inside worried her.

"Who's in there?!"

"Y/N? It's Coups and Wonwoo! It's freezing in here, can you open the door?"

"No! My hand's stuck to the handle," Y/N noticed the thermometer next to the door, dropping one degree every two minutes.

Hello, boys.

Wonwoo and Seungcheol stepped away from the door, the TV in the corner of the room appearing with Dokyeom dressed as Billy, two figures behind him.

You're probably wondering why you're here. You wanted Y/N to yourselves that every time me and her spent time together, you always seemed to butt in. You always cock-block me every single time, telling us to cool down.

Now I think it's your time.

The sprinklers above you are set to start bursting out every minute with a spray of water which will freeze instantly over your body once the temperature hits 0. You must retrieve the key from behind the bars, which I should remind you are frozen steel. You'll have to be careful or rip your skin being senseless.

The choice is yours.

#dokyeom #lee seokmin #seventeen #seventeen au #seventeen scenarios #seventeen imagines #seventeen smut #the costume #halloween series #my writings

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whydoyouwantmyname · 6 years

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Imagine Dean missing you

This is part two of a fan fiction I wrote a while back, to get caught up in the story you can click the link here to read it.....

Everyday since the abandoned hotel had been a little bit darker for Dean, everyone noticed that his shoulders hung a little lower, his eyes went from being filled with excitement and adventure to embark on a new case, or follow a new lead to Amara, to dull, grayish green. His once rare smile was now non-existent, and his tan skin was tinted red around the bloodshot eyeball. He was a rare sight to see while the gang was in the bunker, he mostly stayed in you room, his body buried under the fluffy blanket you begged him for when Christmas rolled around. It still smelled like you....

“Dean.” Sam softly knocked as he slowly pushed open your dark maple door, the light of the hall polluting the dark space of the small room, which reeked of an odd combination of Jack and your perfume.

“Listen Dean, we think we know how to end Amara, but we need your help.” Sam replied to the silence, knowing his brother wasn’t asleep, but just ignoring the voice of his younger brother.

“You don’t need my help.” Dean’s voice was a hushed whisper, barely audible to the sensitive ears of the moose, “I’ll just get you killed too.”

Because losing you was more then just Dean losing the love of his life, before he got to confess his feelings for her, but was also his worse nightmare.... he couldn’t protect the people he loved from his greatest enemy, and because of that he lost his best friend.

“Dean, I know what she meant, and I know that you are hurting, we all are, but please Dean this isn’t what she would have wanted. If she was here right now she would..”

“Get out.” His voice clearer and more audible this time as Sam sighed before backing out, and leaving his elder brother to slowly pull himself from the bed.

“Yeah guys great plan, now she is more fucking psycho.” Dean grumbled as the sky outside shone with orange, and purples, the sun the color of night as he poured himself a glass, all defeated eyes on him.

“There might be one more way, but it will be messy.” Chuck sighed as Dean’s lips met the glass edge in anger.

“What is that?” Sam answered in the silence as Chuck looked at Rowena.

“We need to make someone a living bomb, fill them with enough souls to make them unstable, and then set them off while she is there. It will kill her and anyone else in the area.”

“Sweet, so lets just kill some more innocent people. Tell me how this is...”

“I can lure her to a safe place, one that will not only contain the explosion but also make it so that no one else has to die.” Chuck interuppted the venom of Dean, his own eyes meeting Dean’s as he took another sip.

“And who will be the...” Sam started

“I’ll do it.” Dean replied, “I brought her into this world, I put everyone in danger, so I will be the one to take her out.”

The room almost was filled with protest, even Crowley joining with his own impute, however Rowena and Chuck remained silent, seeing in his eyes that he was tired of living in a world without her light.

“Fergus.”Rowena snapped, the protest ending with the sound of her voice, “Go collect Mama some souls, we will need about 10,000. Sam, Dean see if you can harvest some supernatural souls, Cas I want you to go snooping around Heaven for some, and Chuck and I will see if we can get Billy to fork over some.”

and with that it was finalized...... and Dean felt some sort of peace for the first time in a while.

“So I guess this is goodbye.” Dean whispered after embracing both his best friend and his brother, everyone else watching in sorrow as the elder felt the burning in his belly and stood alone in the center of the circle of friends, “there is just one more place I would like to go, and I would like to go alone.” He whispered to Chuck, who just nodded in agreement, as Dean disappered.

He looked upon a makeshift black cross hidden among the trees behind the bunker, the leaves of the sutumn day gently rustled behind him as he looked at the lump of dirt, which he hadn’t seen since unearthing it.

“Hey beautiful.” He whispered, “So I know you would be pitchin’ a fit right now if you knew what I was about to do, I am sure right now all the winged douchebags are trying to contain you, but I gotta do this. I am the reason she is here, I took the mark and you let her go, guess it was really both of us that fucked the world up. I am the reason though you are dead, I am sure of it. She even told me with you gone her and I could just rule the world. but there was only one queen I ever saw in my life, and I am sure I didn’t shower you in all the jewels of my love before that bitch killed you. I will see real soon though, and then I can make up for it all.” He exhaled before raising his head, just as the sky opened up and fat raindrops raced to the ground.

“Don’t cry for me babygirl.” He whispered before whispering again, “Okay Chuck, I’m ready.”

“NO!” Dean screamed as he opened his eyes in a field, still alive, both Chuck and Amara gone, and an empty promise of giving Dean something he wanted.... all he wanted was to be with you in eternal happiness, but he was still here.

His eye prickling with tears as he sat in the wet dirt of the earth, his head in his knees as he exhaled, however his act was interrupted by a soft, familiar voice, “Dean?”

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