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(Tao's P.O.V)

We didn't dare to ask what he saw.

The way he threw that laptop, shattering it, with tears glistening his eyes...I don't think any of us want to know what he possibly could have seen.
He was going through a complete mental's laptop after all.
He could have not seen anything remotely 'good'.
So, we all just shut up about it, and pretended that nothing that bad could've been on that screen.
Pretended.
But we all knew he probably saw something bone-shattering.
But, we just didn't talk about it.
I wanted to give him some sort of comfort though.
So, I carefully step over to him, and put my arms ever so delicately around him, pulling him into a soft hug.
He sobs a little while I hold him, but I try to soothe him by whispering,
"Hyung...I promise you we'll find him...and that whatever you saw...we'll make sure to reverse...ok?"
He weakly nods with his head hidden in my chest, his golden locks pulling on my t shirt's fabric.
I slowly pull my arms away from around him, and life his chin up, so his big doe eyes look directly into my softened ones.
I kindly tell him,
"Now...let's do what you said, and find some way to him, ok? The more we look...the faster we'll get him back...ok?
Another weak nod follows and he turns around to do just that.
I turn around myself, and with a sigh, start to look for anything helpful.
How did life become like this?

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After looking around for a while, I get tired and mildly sick of being in this monster's room, and walk out the door for a quick break.
To be honest we all need an immediate break.
From life, and this disturbing situation.
I take a deep breath in and out, and look around the hall we were just walking down a couple hours ago.
I stride down to the edge of the stairs that lead to the horrible scene downstairs.
I hear some shouting and a lot of discussions going on down there.
Mildly curious, I squat down low enough to have a sort of bird's eye view of the whole of downstairs.
And what I see isn't something I expected to see in real life.
Only dramas on TV.
I look out to a huge forensics team, that are examining the bodies, writing down notes.
And a couple of agents are walking around the team, examining themselves and asking questions.
Wow, they sure came pretty fast.
Actually, we've been here for a while, so they have too probably.
They must've, cause they're starting to bring in stretches to start bagging the bodies and to send them off to a lab somewhere, to be dissected.
I shudder as I remember who those bodies are.
The demon's parents.
I still can't wrap it around my head that she killed her own parents.
It is pretty unbelievable.
No one would even consider doing something like that.
That is...
No one who's a sane human.
She disgusts me.
To do that to her parents...
The people who cared for her...
Loved her to bits...
Provided everything for her...
Would do anything for her...
It looks like she had none of those feelings towards them.
They were probably nothing more than an obstacle to her.
Just standing there 'in her way'.
Repulsive.
I shake me head violently, trying to clear these awful thoughts of her from my head.
I hold my head in my hands, and try and think of something nice for once.
I got it.
The amount of hugs I'll give Sehun when we find him.
I miss that alien so badly.
When we find him, I'll squeeze him to death, I swear.
With that in mind, I get up from my slouched position by the top of the stairs and walk over to that god forsaken door, before tiredly strolling back into her room.
I need to find something. Be of some help.
But...
What?
I stroll over to her bed with the black covers that have our Overdose logo imprinted on them.
Really, now?
I sigh, just feeling drained from this girl's insanity, and lean down to sit on it.
Well. At least it's soft.
I pass my hand over the covers, wondering what this psycho dreamed of while sleeping here.
Probably how to catch us all in one fell swoop and carve us onto her walls.
I get multiple shivers up my spine as I dare to think that, and almost instantly swipe my hand up and away from those covers. My face contorts in disgust as I shake my head feeling slightly disturbed by my own thoughts.
I pass my eyes over the covers and bed one last time as I plan to get up of it, and just as I'm about to do that, something catches my eye.
Something that seemed so insignificant.
Seemed.
I reach over and pull it out from under her bed's pillow, curious but yet intrigued to find out.
It's a small piece of folded over paper.
My eye and fingers twitch as I slid them along the inside of the fold, ready to open it up, to view what other trial awaits us. Because I can feel that this will be important. And a trial.
My fingers and hands shake so badly as I carefully unfold the paper that I nearly drop it from my anxiety.
As I lay my eyes on what's written on it, instead of feeling nothing but dread envelope me, I feel it's complete opposite fill me.
Relief. And...joy.
As I scan my eyes over the lines written in beautiful calligraphic handwriting, those feelings only grow inside of me.
Because...I know.
I know I've found him.
I scramble off the bed with such speed that I pull the whole bed cover off with me. I sprint straight to Mr. Pak who is completely shocked to turn around and see my relieved and smiling face. Along with tears.
But for the first time since this god forsaken situation occurred, they were tears of joy.
I reach out the piece of paper to him without uttering a word. He eyes it for a couple of seconds before looking into my eyes, searching for some sort of sign. I reassure him with a look saying that nothing bad will happen from now on. No more. None of that.
He sighs, releasing all the tension in his heart and finally takes the little paper of hope from me.
I watch as he carefully unfolds it, scanning it immediately. And feel relief when his face changes just like mine has.
He looks at me with eyes of happiness, almost smiling, and once more scans the stanzas on the paper that I've come to know by heart :


roses are red,
violets are blue,
we'll plant some,
in our Rose Mansion too.


to Sehun.

Once he's done scanning the paper for the tenth time, he finally looks up to me with a look of complete confidence. He knows and I know why.
"Boys! Our search is finally over!" he announces in a loud, clear voice.
All the boys turn to him with nothing but hope and astonishment written on the faces.
I'm the only on who has a calm smile and heart among everyone.

Because I know-
"-we've found him!"

Notes

finally back from along break~ sorry it took so long to update, I just really needed inspiration~ but now I'm back~~~ thank you all for reading~~~