*Nightmare Realm*

Taeyong assumed night had fallen over the realm for all the boys were getting ready to sleep. Taeyong didn't know how they knew the time for it was always dark and the clocks read 0:00. 

"Alright!" Mark called to everyone. "Sleeping arrangements!" 

"Ah yes...." Doyoung flipped off the TV which was showing staticky versions of kpop M/Vs. 

"So like I don't want to be a bother but..." Yuta tapped his nails on the coffee table. 

"Then leave." Taeyong could have sworn he heard Mark mutter under his breath. 

"Taeil, Yuta, Taeyong, one of you could sleep on the couch and two on the floor or if you were comfortable sharing a bed?"

"Oh yeah!" Yuta snuggled up to Nightmare Mark who looked very irritated with the boy. "I'll share a bed with Mark." 

"Or!" Taeyong broke in, trying to keep the peace between the Nightmare versions of his friends. "Or Yuta we could sleep on the floor?" 

Taeil nodded. "I'll sleep on the floor." 

"Fine." Yuta grumbled. "I'll sleep on the couch. Without Mark..." he finished by signing wistfully. 

Taeyong couldn't help but roll his eyes at Nightmare Yuta. Very dramatic. 

After everything had died down, Taeyong and Taeil laid down on the blankets Johnny had set down for them. Yuta was still in the bathroom getting washed up. 

"Ah..." Taeil stretched his arms over his head. "Taeyong, you're cool." 

Taeyong yawned in response. "Really? Well, I mean thanks Taeil. You're cool too." 

"Ha! I'm not the one from another world, practically risking my life everyday for my boyfriend isolated from me. You're really brave." 

Taeyong bit his lip. Now that Taeil put it like that, it seemed like a more impressive feat than before. Maybe Taeyong should believe in himself more.

"I may be risking my life on the daily but I'm still terrified 24/7." The two laughed together for a while until Yuta finally came from the bathroom to sleep. 

"Goodnight Yuta." Taeyong whispered.

"Goodnight!" Yuta chirped back and Taeyong fell asleep. 

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"Oh my god!" 

Taeyong flew off the floor and went running. The sounds of Doyoung, Johnny, and Mark leaping out of bed were heard from the other rooms.

"Oh my god!" Yuta screamed again. "He's dead! He's dead!" 

"What do you mean?" Mark panicked and shook Yuta. The Japanese boy pointed a shaking finger into the kitchen. Sure enough, on the tiled floor was Taeil's lifeless body. 

"What happened?" Doyoung cried, trying to keep his cool but failing. 

Johnny pushed back his hair and let a tear fall from his eyes. Taeyong held his heart knowing that if this Taeil was dead, that means his Taeil was gone too.....

"I don't know!" Yuta screamed. "I was getting a drink of water and tripped over something, or someone. How could this have happened?" 

Mark's eyes hardened, swimming with tears. "Someone killed him." Mark stated, dead serious. 

All eyes turned to him in alarm. Murder? Could it possibly be? 

"I can't trust no one anymore." Mark shook his head and pointed at the four of them. "Anybody could have killed him but I have my guess."

Ominous silence blanketed the room. Taeyong stood awkwardly as Yuta played with his necklace. Doyoung and Johnny leaned on the counter, whistling out air. Mark had his arms folded over his chest. 

"Does anyone want to confess?" Johnny attempted to reason with his friends. But really, what murderer would want to confess? 

"I don't think anyone murdered him." Yuta mumbled. "It was probably suicide. The evidence shows-"

"The evidence shows you're the fucking killer!" Nightmare Mark finally burst, his thoughts about Yuta coming into the light now. "You found his body, you are always acting suspicious and on top of that you had to take private phone call. Let me see your phone."

"What?" Yuta stumbled backwards like he had been shot. "Mark I would never-"

"Yes you would! Hand over your phone if you have nothing to hide."

Taeyong chewed his lip. Could Yuta really be the murderer? There were obviously no wounds on Taeil's body (other than his mouth scar) just hand prints on his neck. He had been strangled to death. 

"Okay fine." Yuta dug his phone out of his pocket and handed it to Mark. 

Doyoung and Johnny stood motionless as they watched the scene. Taeyong felt worry bubbling up inside him. Taeil was dead. Grief made him crazy.

"Maybe?" Taeyong cut in. "Mark, maybe Yuta didn't kill him. What if it was suicide?"

Doyoung looked at Taeyong unimpressed. "Taeyong why would you-" 

"Here!" Mark pointed at Yuta's phone in amazement. "It's a call from someone named Unknown...."

"That's a call from a number I don't know. Hence the name Mark." Yuta hissed at the boy accusing him. "Give me my phone back I have nothing to hide." 

Mark cocked an eyebrow and laughed. "Can I call it?"

"Oh!" Johnny exclaimed. "Yuta if you don't have anything to hide then we should call it." 

Even in the dim lighting of the room Taeyong could see the color drain from Yuta's face. If he hadn't strangled Taeil, he would have been making himself look pretty guilty. Unfortunately all the evidence pointed to him. 

"It's my boss!" Yuta finally broke. "Please don't bother him. He wouldn't like that. He would fire me." 

"Your boss?" Mark roared. "Why wouldn't you say that in the first place? You killed Taeil!" 

"I knew it! You're a little liar! Faker!" Doyoung spat.

"I'm not!" 

"The signs point to you Yuta. Confess already." Johnny again tried to console the boy turned killed but couldn't. 

"Taeyong you believe me right?" Yuta begged. "Please believe me." 

Taeyong felt like he was under a spotlight. The words he said would determine who's side he was on, who would trust him, and who's help he would receive. It was now or never.

"I'm with Mark." 

And that's when things got out of hand. Yuta screamed and ran to the kitchen, throwing open a drawer and grabbing a knife to defend himself. Mark ran and called the unknown number, pleading for a response. Doyoung hopped the counter while Johnny ran around and confronted Yuta. Taeyong covered his ears but eventually ran to Mark who was talking rapidly. 

"What did he say?" Taeyong shouted yet Mark threw the phone on the ground right as Taeyong entered the room. 

"It's him! I fucking knew it!" 

"Who?" 

"Get Yuta to spill everything! He is not a friend! He works for the enemy!" Mark yelled as tears spilled from his eyes. 

"What?" 

"He works for Ten. And they're planning our destruction."

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