@park eunhae Taehyung watched the man in front of him,eyes glistening in the darkness with a playfully sick gleam.The man had cheated him the money he was surpose to haved recently been rewarded with, ever wound his captive received was a way of letting his anger out.The rumours should have been true,There should have been another person coming...or did they back out of the deal.Looking at his surroundings he picked up a soft gasp coming from the door. He practically bounded across the warehouse,and with throwing the door open was face to face with a women....a woman was sitting on the ground right in Front of him."Hey you,stand up!"He growled at the her.
@kim taehyung It was a dark, dreary night, for obvious reasons not the best time of day to be outside on the streets in a place like this. Eunhae was well aware of this, but having lived in this city, in this kind of environment, since birth, she had some know-how about how to not get in any trouble. Her eyes were sharp and alert as she walked through the streets in a fast pace. She kept her head down, the chilling breeze making her wrap her skinny arms around herself. She was wearing a navy T-shirt with high-waisted black jeans. It was comfortable and didn't make her stand out much, just what she wanted. Eunhae was heading towards the less crowded parts of the city. There was a transaction to make. Usually she sold weapons at the bar, but this customer had requested quite a lot... so she had moved the merchandise to an abandoned warehouse and was going to meet him there. At first, she had wanted to rejected the deal. Trading a large amount of weapons in this city was too eye-catching, it might make the wrong people focus on her. In the end she still agreed, the money she would get from this was unreal. Yet, even as she sped towards the meet-up location, she was silently cursing herself for agreeing to this. To make matters worse, the abandoned warehouse was territory of the wolf's fang. If not for lack of a better location, and the confidence that this could be pulled off if they did it quickly... she would have never done something as risky as this. She would never do something as risky as this again. It made her skin crawl. If only the customer wasn't her friend... What had he gotten himself into to need so many weapons? And where had he gotten all the money from? It was none of her business, so she hadn't asked.
Eunhae shuddered and clenched her teeth. She had arrived. The entire area was bathed in darkness, making a harmless building look quite creepy. Why did she ever agree to this... A sigh escaped her full, painted lips and her straight brows curved into a frown. Her steps were silent, her breathing quiet, barely noticeable as she made her around the facility. She didn't see anyone, nor hear anyone, despite having arrived just on time. Something was wrong.
And then... suddenly... a scream tore through the night. It was a man's voice. -What?? There wasn't supposed to be anything happening here today. She had triple-checked that the Wolf's Gang wouldn't be here today, so what was happening? More pained cried pierced her ears, growing louder as she neared the warehouse. A bead of sweat trickled down her temple. She should leave. She should run away and forget all about this, as always. That was the way to survive in a city like this. She should go. She should go. Another scream. Eunhae pressed her lips into a thin line, all the muscles in her body as she continued to move forward... closer to the danger zone. She had stopped breathing. She should go. Her fingers trembled as she placed one palm against the door of the warehouse and leaned forward, peering through a bullet hole into what was inside. She couldn't see much. There were two people and one of them was restrained. The other one seemed to be doing something to the other, but she couldn't see what. Judging by the sounds, it was nothing pleasant. Eunhae kept adjusting her position, trying to discern the face of one of the two- when she did, she finally slipped up. A gasp escaped her, her legs growing weak as she crumpled to the ground. That was... that was... that was him! The customer she was supposed to be meeting, the man whom she had known for over 20 years. In that moment, something very uncharacteristic for her happened: her mind blanked. She didn't run, she just shook, the picture of him bleeding all over, covered in wounds, burned into her mind. She should have gone.