Everyone was zooming downtown, ready to get Seungyoun back.

Jimin had the police phone number ready to be dialed just incase things went south.

As they rounded the corner to the pizza plaza, Yixian got a text message.

"It's from that guy. He said they're waiting."

"Don't you think this is a little suspicious?," asked Jimin.

"How so?"

"They kidnap him and a few hours later they're ready to give him back?"

"You've never been locked in a dorm with Seungyoun for 24 hours have you?"

The second man was writing a note to the members of Uniq. He was asking for their money back, or the same thing would happen to them.

What same thing you ask? Well, just what the first man was doing.

The first man had placed duct tape on Woodz' legs and hands. He taped the flowers to his hands as well.

"Let me go you idiots!"

A wooden box that had been used to ship the flowers was laid in a dug up plot of dirt.

"No! No! Please! Don't put me down there!"

"Oh where has your attitude went now?"

"Please! I hate the dark! Please don't!"

"Don't worry...you won't have to endure much."

He was dropped into the box before the top was placed on it.

"Let me out! Let me out! Please!"

His screaming was ignored as the sound of rocks being tossed was picking up. They were burying him alive.

"No! I'm sorry! Please!"

Before he realized, he had switched personalities.

When he was in little space, he was scared very easily.

"*crying*"

"Shut up down there!"

His crying was muffled by the dirt piling up. The men soon packed up in the car and drove off, leaving the note which was taped to a singular sunflower on the dirt.

The group pulled into the river parking and got out. They didn't see anyone, which made them nervous.

Wenhan stepped on a piece of paper and picked it up. A broken sunflower was attached to it.

"Guys! I found a letter!"

They all gathered around.

"Give us what we want. Or face the consequences. The dirt is piling up on all of you, and soon, you'll end up like our friend...and yours."

Yibo was confused, what did they mean?

Jimin  looked down and noticed now this part of the ground was a little deeper.

"Guys, it looks like this ground had been dug up. It's not completely filled."

They all stepped back and stared at the disturbed ground.

That's when Sungjoo realized.

"The dirt is piling up..."

"What?"

"He's down there!"

"Who?"

"Seungyoun! Everybody get something and help me dig!"

Everyone grabbed the nearest object to help dig while Jimin phoned the police.

They were absolutely frantic at this point. They didn't know what they would see when they dig him up, but they would make sure those men pay.

After about 15 minutes, they managed to get through the dirt.

Yixian, Sungjoo, Yibo, and Wenhan climbed down and lifted up the box.

They placed it on the ground and stood next to it.

Yibo bent down, "I can't hear anything."

Jimin and Wenhan lifted open the top of the box and jumped back.

There he was.

His face was pale and his hands were over his mouth.

Yibo immediately lifted him out as they heard sirens closing in.

"Sweetie? Hey, I'm here. We're here. Please...wake up..."

Sungjoo kneeled down and felt for a pulse.

"He's alive. But his heart rate is really weak. He couldn't have been down there for more than 20-25 minutes."

The sirens got closer as Yibo held him in his arms, "Don't worry angel...I'll make sure they pay...even if it's with their lives."