Take Out
Prologue

Don't Show Your Face 3: TAKE OUT

WARNING: Don't Show Your Face Book 3 TAKE OUT contains strong language that may not be suitable for some readers.

WARNING #2: Don't Show Your Face Book 3 TAKE OUT contains depictions of suicide, cannibalism, violence, and r*pe, which some viewers may replace disturbing. It is intended for mature audiences. Reader's discretion is advised. TRIGGER WARNING: This book may have many disturbing parts. You have been warned!

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Hyeop woke up in agonizing pain in his head, throat is burning and everything seemed spinning. He coughed, trying to ease the pain. His eyes widened, his breathing coming out fast and shallow as he took in his surroundings. He was in a basement with two corpses in front of him.

Hyeop tried to come to his senses. Was that really a corpse? But it most likely mannequins. He could hear faint voices, cries that coming up above him. Who was crying? Who was screaming?

Why were there so many voices?

Laughs? Who was laughing?

It became quite apparent to him rather quickly that whether or not he had his hearing, it wouldn't have made a difference for he was surrounded with complete silence. He tried to move but something won't let him get up.

A thought suddenly struck him as if his brain was taking a moment to let his body to recover before it allowed him to come to the scary realization that he had been kidnapped.

His eyes widened, his breathing coming out fast and shallow as he took in his surroundings, eyes moving in panic.

Was he really kidnapped?

Hyeop tried to move again but pain quickly struck within his body.

He tried to remember everything before ended up here. What did he remember last? Where was he? He racked his brain for the right memory but the only part he could remember was when he's inside the car after they escaped in that ward- After that no... that was only a dream.

'I had a dream, a dream that I saw myself saying weird things to me.'

The familiarity with reality slowly hit Hyeop, waking him up in his nightmare. The long dream he had faded away.

'I don't know what I dreamed about, I don't know what I dreamed for. The only thing in my mind was the memories of hatred and agony.'

'The despair I yearning to disappear but why, why do I need to wake up and face the cruel reality again? The real world I engrossed the most.'

Then it came to him.

Everything came into his senses as he dig his memory deeper, the feeling of coming back to reality making him remember everything the last part before he blacked out.

Right, he had just finished photographed the speculation like he was told by their CEO in a nearby area, and wanted to visit Junhyuk before heading back to work tomorrow as a librarian. Tomorrow had to be today, he thought. Would his boss notice that he hadn't come into work?

Would Homin be trying to get in touch with him?

Would any of the others...? Of course no, only Homin who cared about him.

Wait, just Homin?

Hyeop looked the basement he was in, trying to fix his blurry senses.

"No! Please don't do this please! NO!!!"

Hyeop gasped, senses became more clear. Right, he was kidnapped, no... they had been kidnapped!

Hyeop tried to get up again, crawling away from where he was laying, ignoring the spark pain in his torso. Heart pounding fast inside in fear. He could hear Junhyuk sobs from above and moans from their kidnappers. What are they doing to his twin?

"... S-Sunie..." he groaned, crawling away from the flat mattress.

He crawled further more until a chain that looped around his ankle prevented him. Hyeop winced, tearing when the chains dug into his wounds.

He stared at the two bodies seating in front of him. Those were really corpses. Where was he? Who owns this house?

Hyeop tried to get up but it seemed his whole energy has drained instantly. What have they done to him while he was unconscious?

Why's his body felt so hurt?

Why's his skin burning?

Why's he felt so weak?

No, he thought, shaking his head. He had to focus on what got him here, how he ended up in this position. He couldn't fill his mind with useless concerns right now.

Another cries from Junhyuk heard again and it felt like a knife stabbing Hyeop. He must do something to help his twin, knowing Junhyuk, he was fragile and his body is weaker than him.

Hyeop shut his eyes tight again, forcing himself through the hazy memories, trying to recall a face or a sentence when suddenly, it hit him.

He had been speaking to a man, though he had trouble recalling his exact features.

What was he said?

Wait, he remembered something...

Someone... many of them... pretended as animal hunters and.. and..

These men have said something very odd, and Hyeop needed only to concentrate for a few seconds before remembering what it was.

"Don't think too much... we only want is your twin."

If Hyeop's memory was correct, had they said it somewhat excitedly, as if his twin was the most precious thing they had, and they couldn't wait to get their hands on his twin.

Thinking that makes his blood boiled in anger.

Hyeop forced himself to get up despite of the horrible pang of pain in his body. He looked at himself, seeing a chains looped around his right ankle, there was a wound on his torso based on his clothes that was now soaked in crimson red. "Fuck," he muttered, tugging slightly against the chains so as not to waste his energy and make any worse.

Where did he get this wound?

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He's so confused right now. Why can't he remember that much? How'd been his sleeping?

Hyeop forced himself to take long, deep breaths. The most important thing was to keep a cool, clear head to be able to focus on an escape strategy.

He still could hear Junhyuk wailing and one of those men's voices as if telling soothing words at him. How could they sooth someone's feeling if they doing something horrible?

He swear to kill those kidnappers for touching his twin.

He looked around. In a sealed room like this, there was no way he could guarantee that his screams would reach the outside, and based of what he can hear, he conclude that they were in the woods, and even if he did scream, he couldn't risk the kidnappers hearing him and coming back in to drug him back to sleep.

Hyeop stared back at the corpse again, observing it carefully. His vision was a little bit blur, grasping his glasses and wore it, he could fully see the corpse. The corpse has been torn into half. He could see human skins hanging on the wall as if they were trying to dry it.

Disgusting.

He heard footsteps and he froze, listening intently until the door on his left open revealing two of them.

Hyeop immediately lay down and closed his eyes, pretending to be unconscious. Thankfully, there was a table in front of him so they won't noticed that he's been wide awake. He heard footsteps coming closer to him until it stopped beside near his head.

"Still unconscious? Was he still in coma? It's been three months."

"I told you not to hit his head that hard. You could've killed him but... hmm...

Hyeop was frantically panicking inside, sweat threatening to trickle in which was a really bad timing, hands began trembling. He cursed inside his mind for being like this whenever he was panicking.

He felt the two men took a seat closer to him, chatting about his twin.

"I felt pity for Sunie. He's been good to us."

"Well... we were just trying to make him understand that he belonged to us. Besides, it was his fault for escaping so many fucking times!"

Hyeop didn't realized that he was frowning already. He's been unconscious that long and Junhyuk tried to escape, did he even tried to help him that time?

"I don't know what Seunghyun was thinking about the other twin, cage him in the basement without doing anything to him?"

"Well... look at his face. Even Hyunsung hate to see him because they have the same face. Not that much, but we still can see Hyunsung on his face. He's more mature, strong, genius and tall than his twin who looked fragile and stupid though both of them don't have much that muscles."

Hyeop flinched when he felt one of them brushed his hair away from his eyes.

"Such a waste...

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Hyeop heard his twin began crying again. What exactly are they doing to his twin?!

"Are they doing it again? Man, they didn't stop."

"You know how deep their love to Sunie especially Hyunsung. They didn't even let you slept with him once, Jihae."

"Ya! Lee Fin, that was n-not true!"

Hyeop heard the other chuckled, feeling his eyes on him while brushing his fingers on his hair.

"Oh yeah? Then why are you stuttering?" He sneered.

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"Just... I don't want to admit it! They're greedy!" rant Jihae and if Hyeop imagined it, the other is already pouting right now.

"Well... let them be because if they have Sunie, then we have his twin... and I already know that you are finally awake, Hyeopil." Fin said, a smirk coloring his voice. Hyeop opened his eyes and glared at him.

"Was he?!" Jihae asked, leaning over him, making Hyeop feel unbearably small although he's taller than the two. He curls into himself, pulling his knees in, avoiding eye contact with them.

"Aw~ are you scared now?" Fin coo at him, getting whipped already at the younger just seeing his eyes glisten naturally without tears and light. The only light was the moonlight that coming through the small window above them. Hyeop painfully got up, leaning on the wall. "What did you do to my twin?!" he asked angrily, snarling at them.

"Don't worry lil Hyeop, your twin is in good hands. The others are just giving him a lesson for running his disrespectful mouth," he answered, smiling at Hyeop that made him looked like an angel who descent from the heaven. "Let us go and we promise not to tell it -- "

"Every victims would say," Jihae cuts him off, wearing a frustrating smile.

Before Hyeop can speak again, Jihae grabbed his arms and pulled him until he falls backward into his lap. "What are you-" he started, but then, suddenly Fin was on top of him, pinning him down.

Hyeop tried to buck his hips and throw him off, but he can't get a good angle, can't properly plant his feet, and he has no traction on the smooth dirty mattress. Besides, they were far stronger, he can't pull away, added the horrible pain in his wound especially when Fin put pressure on it, pressing his hand on his wound.

Hyeop winced but not once cried in pain unlike Junhyuk who easily cried.

"You're not that annoying than your twin," said Fin.

"What are you trying to do?!" Hyeop asked, nearly yelling. His chest heaved from anxiety, and he can't imagine himself being in the shame shoes as his twin.

No, they hate him right? They can't do something nasty to him like what they're doing to his twin.

"Let me go or I'll kill you --

Fin slapped him, cutting off the thought. "Don't be so noisy, someone will hear you. We don't want the others know that you're already awake yet."

Hyeop blinked in disbelief, not understanding what just happened. The sting heating his cheek worked to gather his memories together about his dream. The dream that warned him but he ignored it.

"What... what do you want?" he managed to ask despite of his dazed thoughts.

"What do we want?" Jihae repeated and eyed significantly at Fin who smiled in return before looking down at him again.

"We want to breed you baby," Fin muttered like he was crazy. "Or... we want you to breed us."

Hyeop's head began aching along with his stinging cheek. These maniacs lost it, they were crazy.

"To be sounds normal for you," Jihae spits, bringing his hand on his dark hair, "we want to f*ck you like how they want to f*ck your twin." Hyeop shivered.

There's no way...

No.