"where are we exactly?"
"i don't know..."
they all sat in the middle of the room and began talking about their situation. renjun looked around and spotted a phone on the bed. "a phone!"
renjun stood up and grabbed the phone. he turned it on.
he swiped down and immediately went to the location info.
his stomach sank upon seeing the location.
"n-new york."
"wHAT?!" jisung widened his eyes. "this can't be.." mark shook his head. "how did we even get here?" haechan mumbled.
mark sighed loudly and took of his mic. the others saw too and forgot about their mics. they removed it and set it aside.
"how are we gonna go back to korea now? we dont have anything with us right now. not even our phones.." mark was wretched but helpless at the situation too.
"i'm scared." jaemin said and looked down, sadness in his eyes.
"it's going to be okay, we will go back to korea." jeno reassured.
"we're here in another country, different language, and know nothing about where we are and how we got here and you expect us to be okay about it?!" haechan barked.
jeno was about to fight back but a sound of a door loudly closing made him stop.
"oh no."