"Now tell me please!" Jungkook made a puppy face and pleaded as they reached their apartment.
The duo glanced at each other as they travelled down the memory lane.
Flashback:-
Around 13 years ago, they inhabited the largest city of North America, the Mexico city! Being humans, they were living normal lives. Park Jimin and Min Yoongi, the Two High school students, with a boy named Yang Yang, were walking their way back.
The three friends seemed to be angry over something. Their shirt was dirty enough to distort the white tint off it whereas the tie seemed rather untied and simply hanging lifelessly.
School ended at its time but the darkness sprawling around evinced them to be late enough to get thrown out of their hostel dorms, which they were renting currently! Their fists were dripping a few blood drops and a cut was present on forehead of one of them.
"I am telling you Hyung! I am gonna kill that Alex tomorrow!" Jimin rose his voise which provoked the other two breaking through the eerie silence present on the road.
"No jimin, that bastard deserves worse than death!" Yang couldn't help but to chew every single word coming out of his mouth.
"Ah ah!! You have something cooked in your brain right?" Jimin excitedly jumped in his way.
Yang smirked and was about to open his mouth when yoongi interrupted them.
"Shh.. can you hear something?" He asked and all the three focused on the ears trying to hear if anything, but in vain.
Everything went silent for a while, the thick eerie silence could be cut with a knife. The three looked around. The dark blue hue had trapped the huge trees in their creepy gas clouds. The hitherto angst ambience had already started taking shape of paranoid thoughts.
They gulped down the dryness in their throat as their breaths already went abnormal. They glanced at each other and tried to not to let their paranoid thoughts overwhelm. They held each other's hand and silently resumed their walk.
'Hissahhaasa'
They heard this whisper and turned back with a jerk to get the source.
"Who's there?" Yoongi asked struggling not to stammer.
They took a few steps ahead but didn't really saw anything. Jimin caught Yang's arm and was about to pull him back when a sparkling smog fumed in the air and disappeared, little far from them, in the woods.
"What was that??" Jimin asked, bewildered!
"Let's go and see.." Yang whispered looking a bit curious about the sparkling spectrum that arose amidst the dark.
"No.. let's just go away! I don't feel it holy!" Yoongi said and turned to go when again.
'Hasssiahssaa'
They froze at their places and got a good volt run down their spine. They could feel the cold wind ruffling their hairs but on other hand was making them more curious about the sound and the unholy lights, as they named it.
Sometimes, somethings are forbidden to be done but everyone knows the forbidden fruit tastes heavenly.
They were sweating profusely in the cold night of Mexico, but the bloody curious brain didn't let them go away before atleast peeping in the woods. They held each other's arms tightly and puffed their lungs courageously before they took their first step.
The leaves thrashed and crashed as they proceeded in the direction of where the lights were seen first. The only mobile phone, that could assist them to make a clear picture on retina, flickered and died in the midst.
"Shit!" Jimin blurted patting his dead phone with his fruitless efforts.
"Let's go back guys.. plee..!" Yoongi felt his voice dying before he could complete.
"What if someone would be in trouble?" Jimin kept a possibility. Yes, this could happen. Their might be someone who would need their help but... would they be able to fight the unholy power? They were quite much more horrified to think till this.
"We'll see what's going on!" Yang said in a tone of finalization and dragged them more deep in the forest.
First step... Second step... Third step... Boom!!
A huge cloud of sparkling spectra arose from nowhere and attacked them directly. The smoke felt burning on the skin and breathing air was troublesome. Trio started coughing and waved their hands in front of their mouth in order to escape from the sudden storm.
They panicked as they felt their windpipe getting chocked and all attempts to breath were simply intending to fatalities. They couldn't see anything because the smoke was like daggers in their eyes.
They found their consciousness getting subdued and their legs getting unusually weak to put their weight on. They left their weight and landed on the dry leaf bed covering the cold soil.
A faint figure appeared in the twilight with it's crooked hands waving in a purposeful manner while a small whisper spoke again.
'Hassaahaaissaah'
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