Risky Masquerade

9

"You called for me.", a pale, black-haired man who seemed to have walked to the facility directly from bed, spoke nonchalantly as Jungkook raised an eyebrow. Before the young detective could say anything, Seokjin barged out of the facility and bowed respectfully at the short man.

"Min Yoongi! Pleasure to meet you.", they shook hands. Jungkook looked at Namjoon for help.

"He's the exorcist.", he whispered as Jungkook's eyes widened.

"How was your trip to Do-bong?", Seokjin smiled, "Pleasant, I hope."

"It was fine.", Yoongi ascertained.

"Shall I prepare some coffee for you? We've got a new Coffee Machine.", Jungkook offered as Yoongi shook his head.

"No, thank you. I have managed to fulfil my caffeine fixes for the morning. Can you please take me to the afflicted location?", he switched to business as Seokjin nodded, motioning his task force to fetch their police vehicle.

The trip to the Red Palace was silent. Somehow, the weather was much contradictory to the forecast as the Sun was ablaze and a subtle breeze travelled the vicinity.

The exorcist scanned the Palace. He sauntered over to the massive walls which had somehow survived the perils of time and its bloody inception. Yoongi ran his palm on the wall, the paint and lubricant (or possibly blood) chipping off under his touch which was far from detrimental.

The trio eyed the exorcist in action. Their expressions were a mix of astonishment and fear, apprehension of what would happen, and how their town could be restored to its usual state.

"They are pleading.", Yoongi thought out loud. "They seek justice.", he turned towards Namjoon who was the closest. The intelligent man gulped.

"Do you think you can help them?", he asked.

Yoongi flashed a sinister smile. "Yes. But they demand something, rather someone to assist me."

Namjoon glanced at Seokjin and Jungkook. "Who?", he quickly asked Yoongi.

"The spirits like-", Yoongi pointed towards the youngest, "- your presence."

Jungkook gulped.