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If you find this, then I'm probably already dead, or one of them!
My name is Taecyeon, Ok Taecyeon, I'm 24, I'm Korean, I'm alone and I'm scared.
WTF! That was all I could think. How did this all happen? One day I'm a member of a Korean Idol Group finishing up a European Tour with my friends and bandmates of 2PM, and the next some guy is yelling at me to get in a van or die. I once flew 1st Class everywhere and now I'm hiding out in a dirty factory in some quarantined city in Great Britain.
The kid who rescued me, Gizmo, is pretty cool, but I think he gets frustrated with me cuz I'm not learning fast.
It took me a week, but I learned First Aid, and how to run between buildings.
I was stupid and one of those things bit me on the arm.
I'm so sick. Gizmo is arguing about something. It sounds like the others want to kill me...
It's getting hard to write..I can't focus...
Gizmo carried me to a park and sat me under a tree. He gave me this/my journal and a pen. "Write it, write it all down." He said.
Gizmo hugged me, and there were tears in both our eyes.
ffhgehh..000...