Freak Show

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It's been three days since I've been here.

These days, they would always have their eye on me. Well, except Namjoon. That man doesn't even talk to me unless he needs something from me like a mop or a broom or something.

Somehow, they haven't hurt me yet or touched me, but I know they will hurt me in many unimaginable ways. Except the fact that they just barge in my room whenever they like. I can't lock the door because they have a damn key to my room.

But nevertheless, I was able to walk around the backstage and around the huge tent. The circus has occupied atleast half of the carnival, and it takes atleast 3 hours for the whole flat to be cleaned.

Since there is a show coming tonight, I did my best to get ready and shake off all the fear I had from them.

Well, atleast in these three days all I did was lay in my room, thinking off how this happened to me. Even Yoongi, who I still deemed as suspicious, keeps bothering me with concerns and the food he cooks.

As I was on my way downstairs to practice my drills, I always came across this wooden door that Jimin always warns me, it was darker than the rest and I would always hear noises.

I still remembered Yoongi's voice yesterday, when I mustered up the courage to ask him. Afterall, I'm still cautious around him and if I'm going to stay here I might as well know more.

Even Jimin who practically saved me was always out for personal reasons, as Seokjin told me, but I didn't buy it, since he's a crazy person afterall and no one knows where he goes without getting caught.

"I advise you to not go in there, you wouldn't like it at all. It's for your own good," Yoongi said and all I could do was nod.

CRASHH!

My eyes widened as soon as I took all those thought away, my head whipping to where the crash came from instantly.

That door.

But... I can't just open it.

What if I'll get killed?

But at the same time what if something happened?

What if there was an innocent person there who was also in hostage?

But I'll get punished and I'll probably die.

But at the same time if something goes wrong and I'll probably be the one to blame?

I placed my hand on the door, looking left and right before slowly opening it.

Whilst opening it slowly, making sure I can only see a peek of the room with my eye, my eyes widened in shock.

What... the fuck?

THIRD PERSON POV

"Prosecutor Kai! Chief Detective Choi! You must come here!" The chief officer said and both the officers raised their heads as they looked at the man.

"What... what is it?" Yeonjun asked and the chief officer panicked as he gestured both of them.

"No time to explain! You must come to the autopsy department, right now!" He exclaimed and both the officers nodded before following him, making their way to the autospy.

As they stopped at inside, their eyes widened in horror, jaw hanging.

It was a woman.

Her body was bloody, her neck was split open, her hands were twisted, and her lower region was bloody and twisted and all Yeonjun and Kai could do was freeze in place. They were covered in protective gear and masks to prevent the stench of decomposing flesh from their noses.