A missing report was placed on Y/N's head, wanted sign on Changbin's.

It had been over twenty four hours, and no one had seen a sign of either of them.
Hyunjin refused to sit still, continuously looking at the security footage.
Y/N had been dragged from the door, the person clad in black from head to toe.
They avoided looking at all the cameras.

The car they had taken was a rental car, too, and was returned later that day.
The name attached was Y/N's name, and so was the money.

There was no imprint, no trail they could follow.

It was like the both of them had vanished.

When I came to, I was on someone's bed.
I felt in my pockets.
Of course I had lost my phone.
I looked around, not knowing what I would see.
But it was just a normal hotel room, from the looks of it.
I stood up, my head still dizzy, as I went to open the door.
It was locked from the outside.

I pulled myself back, ramming my shoulder into it continuously.
Then there was a rattle in the lock, and I stood back.

As the door flung open, I felt the breath hitch in my throat.

"Changbin?"

He just looked at me blankly.
"Yeah?"

"You're.. oh my god." I said, sitting down on the bed as tears flowed down.

"I'm what?" He said.
"You're alive.. how.. I missed you, you big dummy. Why didn't you just come to us.." I said, wiping at my eyes.

"Who is 'us'?" He questioned, coming to sit next to me.

"Me, you, Hyunjin, Bang Chan, the rest of the agency.. you know?" I said.
He shook his head. "I don't remember. I only remember you, and that I have to protect you."

"Can I ask you a bizarre request?" I asked.
"Sure?" He questioned.
I reached out for his hand, only for him to look at mine awkwardly.

"Give me your hand. And a knife or something." I asked.

"I'm not giving you a knife." He said, as he placed his hand in mine.
"Why not? Don't you trust me?" I asked.
"I want to, but how do I know you won't kill me?" Changbin asked.
"You can't be killed, that's why." I smiled sadly, as I dug my nail into his hand.

As I pulled away, the red mark faded in an instant.
"Just because it heals doesn't mean it doesn't hurt." He said, frowning slightly.

"I know, I know.. it's just, you're alive. I never thought I would see you again, you know?" I said, burying my face into my hands.

He rubbed my back awkwardly.
"Well I'm here.."

There was a shuffling noise, and he turned within a second, and jumped from the bed.
He cursed, and there was a squeak, and then silence.
When I looked up, he was holding a dead rat in his hand, having squeezed in its rib cage, leaving it as just a mangled carcass.
He dropped it to the floor, shaking his hand, before he opened the window, picking it up once more as he threw it out the window, leaving a red patch on the rooms carpet.

As he sat back on the bed, I flinched away.

"Hey, hey, don't be scared. It was going to hurt you, so I got rid of it." He half smiled.
"Changbin you killed it.." I whispered.
He shrugged. "I suppose I did."

As Hyunjin was walking through the alleyways of a more underground town, he was racking his brain for answers.

If it was Changbin who took Y/N, the plague would make him do anything to protect them.
Most likely meaning they would be in a more secluded place, like where Han had taken them originally.

It was at that moment when something came flying at his head, as he ducked out the way.
He glanced up before looking to the floor.

It was a mangled rat carcass, it's ribs poking out from its torn flesh.
Hyunjin pulled his gloved hands from his pockets, and whilst cringing, he leant down, and picked the poor rodent up.
He watched in fascination as the blood worked quickly to crisscross itself over, as the flesh healed over.
The rodents eyes stopped in their glassy facade, as the creature started to move.

Hyunjin gripped at its neck.
"I'm sorry little rat, but I am not having you spread this." He whispered, as he used his other hand to grab at its behind, and rip the creature apart.
He watched as the body tried to weakly stitch itself back together.

Being a small rat, it could do this in a few hours.
He glanced up to the window it had came flying from.

The only way this rat was plagued was if it got infected by another.

Changbin was in this building.

He dropped the rat down, pulling a lighter from his coat as he lit the body alight, watching as it burned into ashes, before he grabbed his radio.

"I know where Changbin is." He said simply, as he walked around the building, circling it to find an entrance.
At the lack of an obvious entrance he huffed, as he pulled himself up onto an open windowsill, and inside the building.

Solo mission it was.

Bang Chan was rushing around, ordering police officers and a few of the detectives to rush to the building.
"Han, you go. Since this has to do with, well your disease, you need to be on scene. Seungmin- wait no you're on bed rest. Lee Know, Jeongin, you guys go. Felix, bring the cop car, to arrest him in. The one with the space in the back. If he is infected, he might be dangerous. Okay, let's roll out!" He commanded, as they all began to split off into groups, putting the plan into action.

They had to get there soon. Hyunjin had gone quiet, which meant he was most likely doing something he shouldn't be doing.

That was, going in alone.

Time was ticking, and as they got to the building, there were screams.

Blood curdling screams.