Pandora Unleashed

Wager

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Highly graphic depictions of emotional manipulation, distress, and gun violence, including non-consensual usage of drugs.
Mentions of parental neglect and murder, mental disorder, and explicit language throughout.

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Jungkook grunted, aching in terrible discomfort. It traveled through him as he awoke from what felt like a deep slumber. His eyes strained as they adjusted to the darkness around him. His entire body felt heavier than he'd ever experienced.
Water dripped on his face and he squinted to discover a leaking pipe above him. He stuck out his tongue, allowing the water to glide down his parched throat. He moaned at the unbearable need to rid himself of the groggy sensation that kept his mind dazed. As he attempted to get up from the dilapidated, dusty concrete underneath him, he lost his balance and collided against the damp, torn drywall behind him.

Fuck!

He struggled to understand why he felt such a weakness as he wasn't accustomed to this disconnect. He prided himself in his strength, often trained to keep his body as healthy as possible, but it seemed it was working against him as if it had a mind of its own. However, his stubborn nature pushed him to stand once more and use the drywall to assist him. But it didn't work. His breath hitched as he snapped his head back, overcome with absolute fatigue.

What the hell is wrong with me?

He wiped at the water that continuously, almost mockingly dripped on his face as he shifted a little to the side to avoid it but a sudden harsh, clanking sound directed his groggy gaze to his ankles. One of them was captured by a heavy metal lock. He dragged his leg to himself, clutching the rusty item as he noticed the anaconda-like chain that lay out in front of him. It came to a halt at a nearby pillar.

What the fuck?

Jungkook squinted at the dark space and attempted to retrace how he'd gotten here, but his mind remained victim to the foggy state he'd awoken in. The moon shone a slither of light indoors and he used it to make out parts of his surroundings. There were nearby pillars and some large windows ahead, some of these were closed whereas others were broken; the shattered glass beneath them confirmed it. He rattled the chain and the sound that echoed through the empty floor awoke some nearby rats that scurried away. He frowned in disgust but resumed jerking the metal lock.

After multiple failed attempts, he rested his head back and sighed in defeat. He waited a brief moment before he drank from the leaking pipe again, regaining some strength.
A distant sound of a vehicle arriving came through one of the windows beside him. He crawled to it, pushing past his dazed mind and exhausted body. Cautiously but sluggishly, he grabbed the heavy chain and slid along the drywall. Once he was underneath one of the broken windows, he heard a car door slam shut. Jungkook waited a moment and focused on any additional sounds, recognizing the trudging movements of someone with heavy boots. He grimaced when he heard a creaking door open and then close.

After gently placing the heavy chain down, he attempted to stand once more. However, his body still worked against him. This time he was prepared and clung to the window panel. He used it to stand, steadying his balance, but the action nearly disoriented him. He caught himself and rested against the window frame while disrupting the peace of a small spider nest in the corner. He grimaced but hastily directed his muddled gaze out at the field ahead.

Acres of land greeted him amid nightfall. A sea of industrial sites and a nearby inoperative power plant came into view. He frowned as he recognized the area as the one he was instructed to be at. Bewildered, a profanity left him upon recognizing his car near the building he inhabited.
The creaking sound reappeared and a black-clothed man with the same trudge-sounding boots came into the frame. He blinked several times to adjust to the dark figure who kept circling his car. He watched in horror as the individual poured a liquid.