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No.

I refuse!

"Don't hurt them!" I shouted loudly as I sat up from my bed. My eyes were shaking the moment it fluttered open, and my head aching a bit from the nughtmare I just had.

But the wierd thing is that I don't feel any kind of weakness at all.

I felt lighter than before.

I looked around and decided to lazily stand up from my bed. I tried to remember what happened as I roamed around the room. But I can't put together the bits and pieces that was shown inside my mind for some reason. The only thing I remember was the feeling I had from it— fear.

But fear for what... or from whom?

I bit my lower lip and roamed more, noticing the different things I have never seen before or the ones that changed rather.

The room's lighting was darker than before, and it looked gloomy as if there was fog spreading throughout the place.

It was weird, truely weird.

Maybe this was a sign that I was gonna die?

I jokingly asked but the more I think about it, I got goosebumps just asking that question to myself. I didn't want to die, there are still things I wanna do... or wanna confess.

I sniffled, and tried to close my eyes to calm myself down as I took a deep breath.

"Sorry..."

I flinched and my eyes opened rapidly when I heard a voice similar to mine. I rapidly shook my head and turned around to see if someone was there, but to no avail. The voice sounded sorrowful, and you can hear the fear just from the owner's breathing. It was scary.

"What is happening?" I asked myself, more questions wandering inside my mind.

I decided to go outside my room, to look for everyone and tell them that I was feeling fine.

So I opened turned the door knob, and opened the door... only to find my heart beating faster.

Why was the hall so dark? It was still morning right?

I looked at the wall clock inside my room. But to my disappointment, it wasn't working. The hands on the clock was only stuck, pointing exactly at 12:00.

Maybe the batteries are dead.

I shrugged it off, and walked outside the room despite the fact that I was scared.

I walked around the dark hall slowly, always looking behind my back from time to time because I could hear faint sound of metal screeching through the walls everytime I take some steps.

Goddamit, if we only had a smaller house then I didn't have to deal with this kind of scary shit. I blame Gucci for this.

"But Jungkook! We could at least peek at them and hear their conversation!" I heard Taehyung's voice from the distance. Oh shit. They're near.

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