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Jack in the Box ➢ Hoseok

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"Ok students! We're gonna explore this big museum. Make sure to write down some notes about our little journey around the place." Said our professor as me and my colleagues nod our head. Its 7:42 in the morning when we've arrived at this place. It was kinda old, but neat, clean and beautiful.

"Ok should we start the tour? We must leave until the sun sets cause we have a long ride home. Make sure to stick with your own partners, this place is pretty huge." Our professor gave us a smile. We entered the large museum and our professor started her speech with an artifact who's said that is from Egypt. I was too focused on listening and writing down some notes but a large box who's being pushed, entered the museum.

I stared at it but immediately shrugged when our group started moving to the other thing inside this museum.

"Y/n, isn't this tour amazing?" Namjoon smiled at me as we both walk at the very end of the group.

"Yes. Yes it is indeed, namjoon." I smiled back. He's my friend for three years, started when we're just starting college. He's pretty smart and handsome too, but he's just a friend to me. We keep our relationship that way, cause, we both like it.

"On our next historical thing, this is a doll from Japan who's known that, the hair, see the doll'd hair? Its said that this hair is growing." Some of my colleagues gasp at the story. It seems interesting so i continue listening.

"Some people say back then, this doll is owned by a little girl who's always lonely cause her parents don't give her too much attention cause they're pretty busy on their business and more. The history said that, the little girl has gone insane and she talks on her doll. Her parents don't know this until they found the little girl holding a scissor and cutting her doll's hair. They shrugged it off and days had passed and passed. But the sad thing happen, the little girl had died cause she have a heart condition. It wasn't that informative but, yes, the girl have died and on the girl funeral, her parents kept this doll cause they believe that this is the only thing that their daughter left for them. Maybe this doll also resembles her or something, but some days gad passed after the girl's funeral, her parents noticed something odd about the doll. They noticed that its hair was growing." Our professor paused. Some of my colleagues are standing there, froze. But there's nothing to be scared of, right? Or there is?

"Do you still want me to continue? Is it still necessary?" Our professor chuckled. Some of my colleagues agreed but some disagreed and complain on moving on the other historical artifacts. Me and namjoon agreed with the ones who agree cause its kinda interesting though.

"Ok, I'll continue." Some of my colleagues whined but some squealed in excitement.

"So, one day. . . This doll-" all was interrupted when the museum's lights started flickering. It isn't suppose to do that, right? Or there's just a black out or something? Power shortage?

My colleagues moved with each other as they look at the lights, scared. This guys are surely is a scaredy cats. I internally chuckle. I look over too namjoon who's looking around, confused.

"You ok?" I asked. He turned to me and nod his head, with a smile. I also look around. Why is the museum suddenly turned dark? Its frickin' 8:30 in the morning? Even the lights are out, doesn't mean that this place should be this dark.

Suddenly, we heard a loud thud. Just like a door has closed. Is it the front? We're pretty far at the front hall so I'm not able to see if the door is close or not.

"Guys, what's that?" One of my colleague, Yena, asked as she look around, probably scared. She moved and snaked her hands on her partner's arm, Jenha.

"Ok students, calm down. I'll ask the museum's personal if there's any problem. Stick to each other ok? I'll be right back." Our professor said as she walk away. I stayed at my place, namjoon beside me.