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Chapter Twenty-Six

The car jerks to a halt and throws Haknyeon forward in his seat. The tape rips at his skin, but he swallows his pain. He glances out the window to see nothing but trees and foliage. Driver and passenger get out, slamming their doors behind them. Haknyeon tries to twist around as the door opens to the side of him.

"We've never buried someone alive before!" Devdan's voice exclaims in his ear. "So it'll be a unique experience for us."

Haknyeon feels the tape loosening and then his numb arms dropping down before him. He would love to use them, but given he can't even feel them right now, it's a lost cause. It doesn't exactly help either that his wrists are still bound together with the tape. So, he can only be dragged out helplessly by the madman.

His eyes land on the other thug, who has dragged out a nice ten-foot wooden box. His heart plummets in his chest, but he knows that there is nothing that he can do. At least, the feeling in his arms is slowly coming back, now in the form of tiny sharp needles uncomfortably piercing his skin.

Devdan hauls him toward the treeline, while Morden carries the wooden box (presumably the same one that would hold him in its interior in a few minutes). The leaves of the Fall time crunch under their feet as they walk through the trees and head for a specific area within. Not too far in, but not close to the edge either.

Devdan suddenly drops Haknyeon on the ground and goes to help his partner out. He's completely confident that the K-Pop Idol isn't going anywhere.

Haknyeon is able to roll himself over onto his back at least and watch the two men circling a previously dug-out rectangle of Earth. They place the box in the hole and it lowers into the ground quickly.

As soon as it is in the hole, the two high-five each other and then come over to where Haknyeon is lying on the ground. They squat down to him on either side, smirking evilly at him. He looks up at them, trying his best to disguise his worry and fear.

"I guess, since no one will be able to hear you anyway, we can take the tape off of your mouth," Morden says, reaching down and ripping the tape away from Haknyeon's mouth. "Instead, we'll switch it out for a nice blindfold."

Devdan withdraws a lacy black blindfold from his pocket. He scoops Haknyeon's head up, wraps it around, over his eyes and ties it securely into place at the nape of his neck. "There. Perfect."

Devdan and Morden then aid Haknyeon up to his feet (though his ankles are still tightly bound together by tape). They carry him over to the hole and begin to get him set in the box. That's when Haknyeon finds some ounce of strength and fight in him. He puts up a valiant fight that stalls the inevitable at least for a little bit.

Time is on his hands. Or not.

But if Avalynn is on her way, then this way it gives her time. He also screams out for help. If she is around, or anyone else for that matter, then maybe they'll hear him. He kicks out and flails and shakes his head.

Unfortunately, the blindfold stays securely in place over his eyes and they are able to overpower him. His fight only stalls time for a few minutes, before they grapple with him and get him into the box.

"Nice try," Morden's voice snarls to him. "Scream to the lid of your coffin!"

With that, they heave the lid into place, trapping him inside the confined space and then dump dirt into place.

Haknyeon, panicking and running on instinct, screams at the top of his lungs. If people can hear through wood and dirt, that would be awesome. He's not sure how long he can keep breathing and remain conscious, but he holds out hope and tries his best to keep his calm and his breathing going.

This isn't how his Idol career will end, will it? Kidnapped and buried alive by two madmen? It can't...

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