Lay wakes up to the sound of footsteps coming down the hall. Floorboards creak just outside his door, and a shadow creeps along the threshold.

The shadow lingers for a moment..and then a knock sounds at the door. For some reason, he can't explain, he stays quiet, hoping whoever is outside will just move on..

..but knowing, deep down, that it won't.

"Hey, you! If you think you are scaring me, then let me tell you !" Lay roars with an angry voice.

The knocking sounds again, harder this time, his teeth vibrating with each fall of the visitor's fist upon the door.

The door starts to bend and crack, the wood splintering inward until finally the door flies off its hinges.. and a silhouetted figure looms in the doorway, wreathed in fire.

"Don't you hear.."

The raspy voice begins to speak words.

The figure draws closer, the flames spreading through the room, choking the air with smoke.

"Don't you hear how much I plea you to go in ?"

Lay puts up guts and speaks back,

"What's your problem with me?"

"I don't have any problem with you or sehyun. I have problem with that wicked pathetic girl.. "

"Are you talking about.. ?"

"Yes.. thats what you call her."

Lay, clueless of whatever's going on, decides the first thing he needs to worry about.. is how to make him go. In a strong voice he procceeds,

"Listen I can't go there. Leave me alone."

" the voice gets angrier.

The figure stretches out his arm, his hand closing around Lay's throat. Lay grabs his forearm and watch in horror as the flesh sloughs off, the fat crackling and burning beneath Lay's hands.

"Oh my gosh, what you!?" Lay manages to speak out somehow.

"made me this way. I will take revenge on all of you."

"Who is he? And why me? Why are you doing this to me every single night?"

A blistered strip of skin falls onto his bedspread and burns away, leaving nothing but ash behind.

One of the many flames burning the skin fells right in Lay's blanket. He clinches and closes his eyes, unsure if he will survive. The flames get higher, closer and closer.. until Lay is sure he has no chance of surviving this hell.

Suddenly feeling a cold breeze, he slowly opens eyes.

The heat slowly decreases and things get back to its previous condition like it is being reversed.

Lay desparately gulps lungfuls of air, the sheets gripped tightly in his balled fists.

Lay grabs his phone off the nightstand and dials a number.

"Seulgi, it's Lay.. I need to talk. Now."

"What happened Lay?"

"I- Its just- It's getting worse everynight and I cant hold onto this anymore."

"YOU HAVE TO! You promised.. Lay but- What is it about?"

"You know what? It's about time I reveal this secret. I need to get rid off this. I need to meet up everyone and talk."

"Well.. let's meet up in the coffee shop? I will be calling Luhan and others too then."