I had the weirdest dream ever. I guess I had to blame Seungjun’s latest chicken action.
I was in the practice room and we were about to begin our dance practice, when we heard knocking on the door – and what’s better – to the bathroom. Inseong went to open it.
“Delivery!” delivery man shouted, giving Inseong a big box with a chicken symbol.
“What the heck?” I said dumbfounded, but Inseong already paid the man and came back, as if nothing happened. I pointed to the bathroom. “Why did you received the delivery from there? And where did that man go, anyway?”
“Is it weird?” Inseong said.
Yes, it is, I thought with disbelief.
“Chicken!” Heejun screamed happily, and opened the box.
Suddenly a big chicken jumped out of it with words:
“This is KNK, we’ll do our best!”
Then Seungjun-chicken did his puppet-like dance. Meanwhile Youjin prepared a big cauldron with a boiling water.
“Wait, are you crazy!? And from where did that cauldron come from!?” I tried to stop him, but Inseong grabbed me by the arms. “And what are YOU doing?”
“We’ve waited too long for that moment!” he said, making a sad puppy face. “Let’s eat!”
“It’s a chicken, dude. Why wouldn’t we eat it?”
Okay, now I want to wake up, I thought.
I did wake up, but after Heejun put Seungjun-chicken on a giant spoon and threw him into the cauldron. I gasped and jumped almost to the ceiling. Two people, who were sleeping beside me, jumped also, surprised.
“Hyung, what’s wrong?” Heejun muttered, rubbing his eyes. “Did you have a nightmare?”
“Yeah...” I panted, trembling with horror. “Real nightmare... AAH!” On my right was Seungjun, who thank God wasn’t boiled chicken.
“Why!?” Seungjun got scared and looked around, as if something scary was behind him.
“N... Nothing...” And I burst out laughing. Now I found Seungjun really funny as a big chicken. “Aah...” I felt sharp pain in my arm.
“You’ve gone crazy, hyung,” Heejun stated. “You’re still not healed, you shouldn’t move.”
Ah, right. I forgot about...
“Youjin!?” I gasped.
“On your left. He’s okay and now sleeping.”
I confirmed his words, looking to the left. Youjin wasn’t pale anymore and his left leg was bandaged.
“And Inseong went with manager to get food,” maknae added, answering my next unasked question.
“Oh. Then it’s okay. Unless they bring chicken.”
We were silent for a moment.
“Do you remember what happened?” Seungjun whispered.
“Yeah. Everything.” I glanced at Heejun and touched his head. “Are you alright?”
“Still getting dizzy sometimes, but I’ll live,” Heejun replied with a smile.
I smiled lightly too, but then my eyes started stinging. I wiped hurriedly tears, still smiling. Because of that Heejun and Seungjun got teary too.
“Food is here!” Inseong shouted, coming into the hospital room. He looked at us, puzzled. “You’re so hungry that you’re shedding tears at the sight of me?”
“Yeah,” I said and took a slice of pizza. “But I’m sure that Seungjun is ‘full hungry’, so he don’t have to eat.” I recalled his serious joke from one of the V Live.
“Why!? I’m starving!”
“You’re a big chicken yourself, so you’re not.”
“Why are you teasing me right now?”
“Because I have nightmares because of you.”
“Look in the mirror and you’ll know.”
Members were looking at us with amused faces. Seungjun felt offended and started to eat chicken legs in silence.
Then we heard a laugh. We looked to the left. Youjin was up and we didn’t even realize that. I wanted to go to him, but my arm hurt again, and Youjin raised his hand to stop me.
“What now?” Inseong asked. He wanted to talk about THAT.
I stared at my pizza for a few seconds, thinking.
“He said something before he left,” I whispered. “That he’ll wait till we solve it. Then he may let us live.”
“Solve WHAT?” Youjin said.
I frowned and began bringing facts out of the memories. What would we solve? There wasn’t anything... Then I screamed and everyone jumped scared.
“Would it be so easy?” I thought out loud.
“Jihun!” members called impatiently.
“When I was with that corpse, I found something in its mouth,” I said slowly. “There was a piece of paper in her tooth.”
“And you had to take it out, right?” manager said grimly.
“Continue,” Heejun said quickly, when manager wanted to scold me more.
“I did it without thinking. There were written numbers. What was it...” I thought hardly. “Give me the paper!”
After a few minutes I recalled all the numbers in right order.
“What are these?” Heejun gasped, when we leaned over the paper.
“No clue,” I admitted. “But it’s the only thing that comes to my mind, that we could solve.”
“But isn’t it like walking straight into his trap?” Seungjun said. “What if he’ll hurt us when we solve it?”
“He isn’t stupid,” I muttered. “If it was that simple, he would’ve solve it himself.”
“But you said that after you read the numbers, wind snatched the paper, that fell into the water.” Manager stood up. “Perhaps he didn’t see the numbers at all and you’re the only one he needs.”
“That’s why he pulled back, when he stabbed you!” Inseong shouted, shocked. “He didn’t expect that. He wants you alive!”
“That’s still confusing...” I said, trying not to panic again. “And not very comforting.”
“So...” Youjin leaned out of the bed and took the paper. “If we solve the mystery around these numbers, we’ll solve everything, right?”
“Then what are we waiting for. We have a key to the whole mystery.”