Cara was petrified by the thought that she will die alone in her apartment. Her sight was growing fuzzy as she scanned her room for things that she needed to pervaded the air as if it was searching for something to destroy and to dominate. She didn't know what to do.

She scrambled out of bed, grabbing a huge backpack, and she stuffed in her laptop, underwear, clothes, and she reached underneath her bed as she grasped a medium sized box and she forced it down inside her bag. She looked around, frantically searching for something that she'll be needing to get because it's important. She got the important documents from her work and stuffed them in her bag. She pulled out her carpet so that she could cover herself for it when she makes a run out of the apartment.

She looked for her phone to call Jumin and she saw a small light on her bed and she placed her bag on her back and struggled to pull the carpet. Saeyoung was calling her.

"Saeyoung?" she calmly said. However, Saeyoung knew she was afraid.

"Cara! Oh thank god you answered! Where are you?! Are you okay?" he asked. Cara was about to answer when she heard loud noises outside her door. Her neighbors must be freaking out and then she heard the faint sound of the siren of a fire fighters' trucks coming into their area.

"Saeyoung, please help me." She cried. How can be she so unfortunate? She's alone and this had to happen to her. "M-my apartment complex is on fire and I don't know what to do. I need to get out but I don't know if my house is badly burning since I'm inside my room." she quietly cried.

Saeyoung got scared when she finally heard Saeran's calm voice say, "We're coming to get you. Get yourself out of the apartment. Be careful, if the door is too hot, don't open the door. Jump out the window. We're on our way!" and the line got cut.

She closed her eyes as she wiped her eyes and she started to gather the carpet around her. She slowly approached her door and she touched her door knob, checking if the heat's bearable or not.

The door was still bearable to the touch. She can get out.

She opened the door and what she saw scared the hell out of her.

She looked for the room in which the fire started, but the flames are all over the place. She walked slowly to her door to get out but when she touched her door knob, it wouldn't budge.

What the fuck?

"Shit!" she cursed. She was locked from inside and she didn't know how to get out. She looked at the kitchen to find her keys but she knew the kitchen cannot be entered in because the fire was all over. She started to bang her fists in the door, hoping somebody outside could hear her. She screamed for help, forgetting the carpet she grasped as she moved around the area where her door and her windows were. The fire was spreading fast in her living room and she was afraid that falling wood might be her cause of death. The smoke is starting to get detrimental to her as her eyes stung and tears were brought out and she was having the difficulty of breathing already.

I will not die like this. I will not die just yet.

One year ago, she would've welcomed the invitation of death, but she wouldn't allow it now. Images of the RFA members flashed before her eyes as she frantically pulled at her door. She finally found a family who loved her for who she was. She was finally starting to live. She will not stop now. Suddenly her mind was just filled with her memories with Zen. She knew she didn't want to leave Zen behind. She didn't want him to be sad. She was being confident, but she knew Zen would be sad, even for the first few days, if she died. Besides, she was the best thing of a manager Zen can ever get. What would his schedule be if she died? Something pulled at her, telling her that this isn't the reason she didn't want Zen to be left behind, but even in her near death experiences, she was not willing to admit it.

She continued to bang her fists on her door, she vigorously tapped her windows. "Somebody! Somebody, please! Help me!" She kept on yelling. The smoke was getting thicker and she knew she had to go out now or she'll lose consciousness soon. Her knees were getting weaker and her ability to breathe was getting minimized every second that passed by. Nobody was going to help her. They were busy helping themselves to notice that they left somebody behind.

"Somebody please." She whispered as her knees gave out and she slumped on the floor. She was coughing too much now. She could feel herself burn as if she was inside her own hell. She can feel her strength seep off of her and she was starting to see black.

Fight it, Cara. Fight it.

She struggled to stand up but she was getting too weak to stand on her own. By now, the fire around her shone like orange light and she felt like the fire surrounded her, waiting for her to be at her weakest point before it killed her. She closed her eyes as she lowered her head to the ground, desperately hoping for proper air to come into her lungs because she can feel her breathing turn painful as she inhaled more smoke. Her vision was getting blurry and unfocused and she knew she didn't have time left.

With all her strength, she screamed "Help me!" But still, nobody answered.

She laid down at the floor, her cheeks touching the cold ground. Funny, this was the only place the temperature dropped. Tears from the smoke mingled with her tears of sorrow as she whispered, "Zen..."

Saeyoung sped way past the correct speed limit so that he can run faster to where Cara was. It was the first time he heard her cry and asked for help. Her voice was shaking and even if she tried to remain calm, he knew she was scared for her life. The thought of her being alone in the fire made him worry so much that even Saeran held on for dear life as he drove to Cara's house.

When they arrived at Cara's apartment complex, the entire building was on fire and everything was so busy; people were trying to put out the fire, others were running to their loved ones, some were screaming, some were just there to watch the commotion. Saeyoung scanned the crowd for a brunette with the curls similar to Cara's but he couldn't find any. He was hoping she got out safe, but when Saeran touched his shoulder as he ran up to where her apartment was, he knew that Cara was still inside her house. Saeyoung followed his brother as they looked for something that could repel the flames from hitting their skin as they came to Cara's rescue.

Dear God, please keep her alive. Please let her live.

He chanted in his mind over and over again as he and his twin arrive at her apartment complex. Flames were everywhere, he could see through the window that her kitchen was where the inferno was and he tried to see if they could see Cara inside, but the smoke greeted their eyes and they knew this'd be difficult.

"Hyung, we have to go in!" Saeran yelled. He screamed, calling for Cara but there was no response. This was the only time Saeyoung has seen Saeran this frantic and flustered.

"Cara!" Saeran kept on yelling.

Saeyoung told his brother to move back as he got ready to kick the door but suddenly, they both heard a faint, but evident cough of a woman.

"Cara?" Saeyoung yelled.

"I-I'm h-here..." a faint feminine voice called them from inside. Saeran took the risk and broke the window, smashing it to shreds as he inserted his head to thoroughly look for Cara. He scanned the room from left to right, then he looked down and Saeyoung knew he found her.

"Cara! Cara! Hold on, we're kicking the door open for you!" Saeran said. He removed his head from the window and looked at his brother.

"Hyung, kick the door slowly, she's a good feet away from the door!" Saeran said.

Saeyoung raised his right foot and put all his strength as he forcefully landed it on the door's middle and the door bolted open. Every obstruction from the outside broken by the sheer force of Saeyoung's kick. Once the door was opened, they hurriedly rushed in and saw Cara's body, slack and spent on the ground. She tried raising her head up and she raised her arms but it immediately fell back as if she had no strength left. Saeran ran to her and grabbed her shoulders and placed the cloth he was wearing around himself to cover her up. Cara looked at him, her gaze quite unfocused. She was so pale, her lips were chapped and she was somehow covered in soot.

"Sae-ran... y-you came." she faintly smiled as she struggled to sit up as Saeran helped her up. Saeyoug placed her other hand on his shoulders as they carried her.

"Gah, her bags heavy! We need to leave it!" Saeyoung exclaimed as he started to remove the backpack she wore but her hand stilled his attempt.

"Please. Please don't." was all she said. She stared at Saeyoung and he knew. One good thing about them being close is that Saeyoung understood her with just one of her stares. He knew there were important things in her bag. He knew she'd be devastated if they were to leave these behind. Saeyoung nodded as he removed the bag and gave it to Saeran. At that exact time, Cara grimaced in pain and she fainted.

"Saeran, you carry the bag. I'll carry her piggy back." Saeyoung ordered as he propped Cara's body and placed her on his back. "Hurry, hyung. She needs medical attention." Saeran said as they made it out of the apartment complex and they started to walk towards the crowd to look for somebody who can help.

As they scanned the crowd, they could see others who were crying for the loss of their homes. Saeyoung felt bad for Cara. She was just starting to live a life after all the mess the RFA have put her in and then this suddenly happened to her. He glanced at Cara's unconscious face. He promised her he would keep her safe. He promised her that they all would. Yet he allowed this to happen to her. He felt angry at himself. He felt his hands tighten their hold on her. Suddenly, he felt Saeran's eyes on him. He stared back.

"It wasn't your fault." was all Saeran said as he went back into asking for help from the paramedics. They provided a stretcher for Cara which was a good thing. She was the only person left in the complex and nobody even tried to help her.

As he placed Cara down, he heard Zen's voice.

"Saeyoung! Is she okay?!" Zen looked so haggard. He was worried to death for her. He made her way to them and Saeyoung noticed that Zen was with Jumin and Jaehee. Thank God, they read his message. Everybody was in their sleeping clothes, even Zen. He hovered like a madman over Cara that the paramedics were even baffled at his reaction.

"Are you the woman's boyfriend? Please come with us as we take her to the hospital." the paramedics told Zen. He didn't answer but he looked at Jumin.

"She wouldn't like it, Jumin. She hates hospitals." Zen said as he brushed a hair off of Cara's soot-filled face.

"Bring a doctor and a nurse to our house, Jumin." Saeran talked. Everybody looked at him.

"She's very much comfortable there, I know. She told me this once. Just for a couple of days until she's okay. Then she can decide on her own what she wants to do afterwards." he added. "Let her wake up somewhere she felt happy to be at. She had lost too much." Saeran scratched his arm as he blushed when he said this.

"Cara loved the Choi brothers' house. She needs a comfortable place. Let her rest there. Then I'll take her home with me... If she'll allow it." Zen said. "She has lived at my place before. My apartment can accommodate her enough." he said as he asked the paramedics to bring Cara to Jumin's car.

Saeyoung and the others looked at Zen slowly carrying Cara inside the car as he followed he inside.

"I haven't agreed to all your suggestions and he already took over. He must be pissed he wasn't the one who got here first." Jumin said.

"He's been worried sick for her since this evening when she wasn't online." Jaehee pointed out.

"He must like her that much." Yoosung nodded. "He does. She does too. Although both are too stubborn enough to admit." Saeran added.

Saeyoung remained quiet. He could feel his anger stir in his system as he remembered how her door looked like when they arrived. If they didn't go there, if they had no idea of Zen's worry, if Zen hadn't had that dream, Cara would be dead by now.

"Saeyoung hyung, what has gotten you look so grave?" Yoosung asked as they all stared at him.

"Hyung... is something the matter?" Saeran asked.

Saeyoung could feel himself shake as he closed his fists tightly. He now had somebody to destroy. The only question is... who?

He stared at his twin brother.

"Saeran, you saw it yourself, right? My eyes weren't playing with me?" he silently asked. Saeran understood.

"Yes." he answered.

"What's going on, Saeyoung? Explain. Why do you look so grim?" Jumin asked.

Saeyoung needed his friends' help into catching the asshole.

"Jumin, if Saeran and I haven't been able to arrive here on time, Cara will be dead by now. She was locked in her apartment." Saeyoung started.

"She must've had difficulty getting her keys." Jaehee guessed.

"No." Saeyoung said. "She couldn't get out because her door has been locked from the outside."

"What do you mean?"

"When we arrived, we saw her door had something blocking the opening." Saeran added.

Everybody was shocked.

"Hyung... you don't mean that she... that somebody-" Yoosung asked, too afraid to finish his sentence for they all knew his guess was correct.

"Yes, Yoosung." Saeran said, looking grim himself.

"Somebody blocked her exit." Saeyoung said as he looked at Jumin's car, where Zen was peeking his head, yelling at them to come and hurry.

"Somebody tried to kill her by locking her in her own house while her apartment burned down."