Fate brings together people in its ways. Sometimes, it maybe a mundane day and you stumble across a person who holds an important place in your life. Or sometimes, fate works in the most creative and unique way to bring together people.
And because...
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"What are we going to do today?" Jungkook asked, snatching away a packet of chips from Jin. The elder frowning before trying to get it back.
"Uh," Namjoon started, scratching his head, "I was thinking about searching the top most level. See if we can find something else that can help us get out of here."
"Do you think the third floor will be like the second floor?" I heard Hoseok ask in a shaky voice. His eyes widening a little, and face going pale.
"Maybe, I'm not sure." Yoongi sighed, rolling his tongue along the inside of his cheek.
I wasn't sure what they had seen upstairs, but all of them seemed pretty shaken. Even Yoongi seemed horrified. Jimin clicked his tongue, and crawled over to Namjoon, whispering something to him. The elder looked down at him before shrugging.
"Alright, lets go." Jin declared, standing up, "Take whatever you need, we're not coming back here before we find something or night time, which ever comes first."
I bit my lips and nodded. Moving to roll up the sleeping bags, and putting them aside. I looked around and checked everything in the room one last time before turning my attention to the others outside the room. My eyes on specific three; Jimin, Yoongi and Namjoon. Ever since I woke up, I noticed the three were behaving slightly unusually. Even if they are really good at hiding whatever that was bothering them, and the others might not notice, but I did. They would talk in hushed whispers when they thought no one was paying attention to them. A concerned expression on their face.
Once again, Namjoon was the one in the lead, with Yoongi behind him. And Jin stayed at the back with Hoseok. Jungkook had been covering his face as soon as we entered the east wing. The rotten smeel was still there, but I got used to it. As soon as we took the stairs, almost reaching the second floor, Jungkook froze in his place. He made gagging noises, before turning around the other way.
"What happened?" I asked, concerned. But as I moved, I smelled it as well. The disgusting, rotting smell. And the metallic scent of a blood. Way worse than the first floor. There was still another flight of stairs before the second floor, and the air was already hard to breathe in. I could only imagine what must be the condition up there.
"Cover your noses," Yoongi said, glancing up to Namjoon, "The stairs to the third floor, it's on the same side as this, right?"
"Wait, wasn't there another set of stairs on the side of the office?" Hoseok asked from the behind.
Yoongi clicked tongue, as if remembering it, and nodded.
"Maybe we should go and search in groups." Jin suggested.
"No!" Jimin yelled out, suddenly. I flinched at his sudden burst and looked at him puzzled. He pursed his lips, and looked away, "Lets-Lets just stick together."
