"Come with me." A man's voice hissed, pulling her waist.

Terrified, her eyes flicked to the others, but they were so engrossed in the performance on stage they didn't see her inching backward.

"Don't say a word, or I'll pull the trigger."

Lily nodded, showing she understood, as they continued to move slowly toward the backstage door. Her entire body trembled.

"You've been such a bad girl, Songbird. Daddy's been so worried about you, but it was so nice of your professor to invite parents to this little performance." He said, his voice getting huskier as he spoke. "But I didn't like seeing you being touched by those boys." He pushed the gun harder into her back. "I should have known you'd be with them, you little slut."

"N-no, Daddy. It's n-not like that." She sobbed, silently praying for someone to turn around.

"I guess we shall see, won't we? You're going to regret running away from me. And when I find out who helped you, they'll wish they hadn't."

Help me...

They were almost to the door.

Please. Help me.

Her father pushed it open, pulling her through. His arm was wrapped around her waist now.

This is my last chance. Gritting her teeth, she swung her elbow back with every ounce of strength in her body, nailing the man in the stomach.

He groaned and fell over, gasping for breath. Lily pulled herself from his grasp and tried to run to the side of the stage.

Her father reached up, grabbing her ankle and pulling her to the ground. She screamed, and that was enough.

The four boys turned around instantly, watching her get dragged from the room.

"Lily!" They cried, sprinting to the door.

When they got into the hallway, they heard a muffled cry from the far end.

"Yeosang, go alert someone, anyone." Wooyoung said before taking off down the hall. Yunho and San followed, while Yeosang ran in the other direction.

Wooyoung ran faster than he had ever run before, looking down every hallway they passed.

"He can't have gotten far," Yunho panted next to him. "I don't see him wanting to make a scene."

"Split up, I bet they are still in the building." Wooyoung said, agreeing with the taller's thoughts. The three of them took off down different hallways, calling Lily's name.

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Yeosang ran back into the auditorium, looking for anyone of authority. He saw a security guard standing in the shadows and made his way to him. "Please...sir... My friend... Has been taken... Hurry..." He gasped.

"Where?" The bulky man said, placing a hand on his gun. Yeosang pointed at the door he came through, unable to speak anymore.

Then the guard left the room. Yeosang waited for his performing friends to finish before he ran on stage, interrupting their celebration.

The audience murmured as all five ran from the stage.

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Yunho forced door after door open, hoping to come across any sign of Lily. Each time the room came up empty, he felt his chest tighten a little more. She had to be here, somewhere. His thoughts became frantic, as the fear of losing her started to consume him.

Then he heard a scream.

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Wooyoung tried to keep his head clear as he checked every room he came to. He refused to let himself think the worst. She would be ok. She had to be ok. He still needed to tell her...

He spun on the spot when a scream crashed into his very soul.

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San was having a hard time forcing himself to run. He had given his all to their performance and his stamina was slowly fading. But he knew he couldn't give up. He was reaching the back of the building now. Not many rooms stood between him and the exit.

He had agreed with the others, there was no way that man was going to take her out of here and not cause a scene.

2 rooms left.

1 room.

He threw open the door and heard a loud bang.

"SAN!"