-Thomas-

Dark again. The feeling of the dark becomes to familiar with Thomas. He feels light, but at peace. Almost as if he has finally accepted the darkness. Almost as if he was back in Brenda's arms again. Thomas sighs and lets himself sink farther and farther into the darkness. Not caring at all if he never wakes up again. But that soon changes when he hears a thumping noise then familiar voices outside of his mind waking him up and bring him back to life.

-Minho-

Where am I? Am I dead? Is this what being dead feels like? Minho is still and sees nothing, but blackness. He is fully conscious, but is high on shock and adrenaline. He is in another room from Thomas. He hasn't fully realized he is awake. Minho blinks and lets out a breath of air. Okay, I'm alive, he thinks to himself. But where is Thomas and Brenda? Grunting, Minho sits up. He groans in pain. Rubbing his shoulder, the boy looks around and sees nothing.

"Hey Thomas? You in here?"

No answer.

"Brenda?"

No answer.

Minho stands up and waves his hands in front his face. Shuck, he thought, can't see.

Minho puts his hands down and walks clumsily in the dark, not knowing where he is going. While walking he bumps into something hard. It felt like a table to him, but he wasn't sure. Minho walks on and walks into the wall or what he thinks is the wall. Using his hands, he feels along the wall for a light switch, but instead finds a knob to the door. He turns it and it opens.

-Brenda-

Brenda has been awake for awhile and is in the same postion as Minho. No lights on and surrounded by complete darkness. She has been trying to find the door or a light switch for awhile now with no luck. She had no idea where Thomas was or where anyone was. Matter of fact, she didn't know where she was either. On top of that, her head hurt like hell. This worried Brenda. She begun to move in a different direction to see if she could find anything that would help her right now. She found something. Brenda had bumped into the doorknob with her hip bone.

"Oww.." She groaned.

She rubbed her hip and turned the knob slowing, opening the door to the unknown.