"Taeyong!" the tall guy saw his leader hanging from the cieling.

"...Jo...Johnny..." he said, choking.

"No, save your breath! Hold on, I'll get you down!"

"...Johnny...save him..." he reached out to the other.

"Don't waste your breath! Just hold on! Please!"

"...s-sa...ve....him..." Taeyong's arm fell to his side, a tear sliding down his cheek.

"Taeyong...? Taeyong!" he reached out to his leader only to suddenly be farther away from him.

The next thing he knew, he was in the dancing studio. He looked around but no one was there.

"Johnny" he heard a familiar voice say.

"Johnny, save him"

"Yuta?" Johnny saw the other appear in front of him.

"Save him, before it's too late"

"Yuta....what...what are you talking about?" he started to walk towards the other, only to witness Yuta being crushed by a large object. The object was the chandelier.

"Yuta!"

The scene smudged until he was in the the jaccuzi room, the scent of bleach strong in the air.

"Hyung...hyung.." he heard gurgled voices say.

He was confused. As far as he knew Taeyong and Yuta were the only ones who were gone. If this truly was a nightmare, a real one, then it didn't make any sense.

A sound came from the washer machine signaling that clothes were done washing. The machine vibrated, a container of bleach that was sitting on top of it falling to the ground. The cap popped off but nothing came out of the container.

"Hyung...it hurts...it hurts so much..." the gurgled voices spoke up once again.

Johnny slowly made his way to the jaccuzi, afraid of what was in store for him.

When he got there, appalled is an understatement for how he felt. He was petrified. He felt as if he was going to throw up.

"D-Doyoung....Jungwoo...wh-what happened to you? Who... who did this..." he said covering his mouth out of shock and disgust.

"Hyung....don't let him do this to him too. Don't let him do what he did to us.... don't let him ruin him"

"Oh god....who? Tell me! Who?"

"Don't let him, hyung...don't let him" Doyoung said as he and Jungwoo slowly started to go under the boiling water.

"Doyoung! Jungwoo!" Johnny yelled, jumping into the jacuzzi. He felt stinging pain as he looked for his younger brothers.

Suddenly, he was in Jaehyun's room. Jaehyun was standing beside his bed and ran to hug Johnny.

"Hyung! please save him!" he said, still hugging Johnny.

"What? Jaehyun what are you talk-" before he knew, Jaehyun was coughing with blood and leaned his head against his shoulder.

"Jaehyun! Jaehyun! Are you okay?" he asked, and realized that there was knife in Jaehyun's chest.

And then next moment, he was in Winwin's room. Winwin was laying in his bed and motioned Johnny to come to him.

"H-hyung, you....you're the only one hope..." Winwin said breathlessly, like he was not being able to breath.

"Winwin, please tell me what are you guys talking about? I'm scared!" but Winwin was already closed his eyes, looking like he was dead.

The next moment, he felt like he was falling. He landed on a hard tiled surface. He quickly got up, suddenly feeling like his body was on fire.

"Gahh!" he yelled in pain and heard beeps coming from the oven. He didn't want to, but something was telling him to open it.

Reluctantly walking towards the cooking machine, he opened the door only to have a horrible stench reach his nose.

The scent spread throughout the kitchen, the smell of a burning body, of death. Johnny backed up, startled when he saw something or rather someone making it's way out of the oven.

The all too familiar feeling of wanting to throw up came back, but this time he didn't hold himself back. What he saw would haunt him for the rest of his life.

There stood one of his brothers, covered with burns. He was burned so much to the point where you could see some of his nerves and muscles, his clothes mixed into his body.

Some of his skin hanging off, his face just like Jungwoo and Doyoung's, was horribly disfigured but it was worse.

Pieces of his lips were melted together while you could see some of his bones from his mouth. A huge gash was carved down his torso, streams of blood painting his body.

Johnny backed himself up against the wall, shivering with tears in his eyes. He had no idea who this monster was.

"Johnny..."

"Wh-Who are you?" he asked quietly.

"...you have to stop him before it's too late. I tried but messed up. I tried to save you Johnny....I'm sorry"

"T-Taeil hyung?"

"Johnny, help him..."

Johnny was confused. Every one of them told him that he needed to help someone, that he needed to save someone, but they weren't telling him who.

He heard footsteps coming from the stairs that led to the jaccuzi. The door opened, revealing a shivering, wet, disfigured Doyoung and Jungwoo.

"Hyung..." they said in gurgled voices.

"Johnny..." he heard another voice say. Yuta came in from another door, glass sticking out of him from every part of his body.

The most disturbing place being his eye. One of his arms was ripped out of its socket, swaying as he limped over to the others.

"Johnny.." he heard the choking voice of the very first victim that he encountered.

A place in the cieling opened up. Taeyong came shooting through the opening only to come to an abrupt stop that ended with a sickening snap that was heard from where his neck was, his body hanging by a cord.

He dangled, drool coming out of the side of his mouth. The cord lowered, letting his feet touch the floor. And there were Jaehyun and Winwin.

"Johnny..." they all said in unison, taking a step toward him.

They spoke in the same order as when Johnny encountered them.

"Save him" - Taeyong.

"Before it's too late" - Yuta.

"Don't let him do to him what he did to us" - Doyoung.

"He's coming for you" - Jungwoo.

"He's going to get you too" - Jaehyun.

"Hurry! Hyung, hurry!" - Winwin.

"You're the only one savior" - Taeil.

"Wake up!" they all yelled at him.

Johnny's vision blurred, as he cried. He rubbed his eyes in hopes that it would help his vision. A deafening sound rang through his ears.

Then he heard a chuckle followed by some singing coming from yet another familiar voice. As soon as he put his hands down, he felt himself sitting in a chair.

His hands were handcuffed tightly behind him and his feet were put on heavy pieces of wood. How did he know they were heavy? That's simple.
His feet were tightly nailed into the objects.

Johnny screamed in agony, the tears he tried so desperately to wipe away before freely falling down his face. He breathed heavily, thrashing around in the chair until he heard grunting and squeaking.

"N-No! Please! It hurts!"

"That's it baby. Tell me how much it hurts. Tell me to stop. Scream for me!"

Johnny looked up to see a bed with two naked forms on top of it. One of them was under the other, his limbs tied to the posts of the bed. He was wearing sunglasses. But why?

Johnny leaned closer to get a better look. What he found was one of the most disturbing things he had ever seen, still nothing could compare to his burnt brother from before, but this was still very disturbing.

The figure was not wearing sunglasses. His eyes were gouged out, bloody tears running down his cheeks as he screamed in agony, begging the form on top of him to stop.

He watched the top figure force his way into the other, a pool of blood forming under them. He heard the bottom figure let out a blood curdling scream as he clenched his fists.

"N-No more! Please.....Stop!"

The figure on top kept thrusting as if he didn't hear the other. The only thing he did was thrust harder as the other continued to plead and beg.

"M-Mark hyung, stop!"

Johnny's heart nearly stopped at the name the bottom figure had just nearly screamed.

That can't be right.... he thought. Not our sweet Mark. That's impossible...he would never.....This isn't right.

Johnny looked at the figure that was beneath the other, the figure's head turning to face him at the same time.

His heart nearly stopped when he saw that face. This figure wasn't just anyone, it was none other than nct127's beloved maknae.

"Hyung...."

Johnny could do nothing but stare at the other in complete horror.

"Johnny hyung....why didn't you save me? How could you let him do this to me? T-They warned you, and you didn't do anything. Now it's too late. We're all gone"

More bloody tears started to fall from his sockets and blood came out of his mouth when he coughed.

He started to scream again. No words, just high pitched screaming that sounded demonic.

Johnny saw the figure on top smirked, leaning down in front of the maknae's face. He watched in horror as the figure bit the other's bottom lip and dug his nails into the younger's sides, dragging them down, leaving angry red marks behind. The figure's face became more noticable when he leaned down.

"Ma-Mark..." Johnny gasped. He suddenly felt like throwing up again, he felt like he was suffocating.

Mark's smirk grew when he heard his name. "Yes hyung ?" he asked innocently.

Johnny noticed a knife in Mark's hand. Mark rose his hand that was holding the knife up over the younger's chest.

"No! Dear god, Mark! Please! Don-"

Mark stabbed the younger, blood splattering on him. He never stopped thrusting as he carved his name into the younger's chest. And he came in the maknae, moaning out loud.

He pulled out, suddenly starting to cut into the younger's chest again. This time he pulled something out, something that was moving.

A familiar rhythm sounded in Johnny's ears and he knew what it was. It was the maknae's heart.

Mark stared at the heart lovingly for awhile. Johnny couldn't look away when suddenly Mark sunk his teeth into it.

He started to eat the heart like he was starving, like he hadn't eaten for days. He ate it violently, very different from the loving gaze he was giving it just moments ago.

More blood splattered on his face again. Mark looked at Johnny when he was done, giving him a smile that would seem innocent to someone else, but sick to someone who had just witnessed what he did.

Mark made his way towards the guy in the chair, naked and covered with blood. Said guy's eyes widened as he started trembling, pain long gone because of the adrenaline that coursed through his body.

Mark circled around him, eventually stopping behind him. He placed his hands on the other's shoulders, leaning down so that his mouth was near his ear.

"Too late hyung" he whispered, kissing Johnny's neck.

"He's mine, all mine...." he kissed him again.

Mark got in front of the older and sat on his lap. He stroked his hair, leaning down and whispered in the other's ear again.

"Time to wake up, Johnny hyung"

Johnny looked at him only to panic when he saw a knife held above his head.

The last thing he heard was a sickening giggle and then his world was painted over with white.