Mr strangers ||Vminkook

9-the land of no return

Jungkook's POV

I slowly opened my eyes, expecting to see the morning light. Instead, I saw darkness.

Not ordinary darkness.

There was no moon, no stars, no walls, nothing. Just an endless black void stretching in every direction.

I blinked repeatedly, trying to make sense of where I was, but the more I stared, the deeper the darkness seemed to become.

I tried to move, but nothing happened. My legs wouldn't respond.

I looked down and saw my ankles wrapped in thick black chains. I pulled against them once, twice, harder, but nothing happened. They wouldn't move.

Panic immediately clawed its way into my chest.

"Help..."

My voice sounded distant.

I tried again.

"Someone... please..."

No one answered.

Then I heard it.

A laugh.

Soft and far away.

I froze.

Another laugh joined it, then another. Soon, the darkness was filled with hundreds of voices laughing at me.

I covered my ears.

"Stop."

They laughed louder.

"STOP!"

The ground suddenly disappeared beneath me.

I fell.

I tried to scream, but cold water swallowed me whole. My lungs burned as I kicked desperately, searching for the surface, but the chains around my ankles pulled me deeper.

Deeper.

Deeper.

Until the light above me disappeared completely.

I couldn't breathe. I couldn't move.

Something brushed against my leg.

I froze.

Another touch crawled slowly across my skin. I tried to scream again, but nothing came out.

A hand suddenly wrapped around my ankle.

I looked down, but there was nothing there. Only darkness.

But the hand tightened.

I kicked desperately.

The laughter returned, this time right beside my ear.

"Found you."

My eyes flew open.

I was no longer underwater.

I was lying on a cold metal table with bright white lights burning above me. I tried to move, but I couldn't. My wrists were restrained, my ankles were restrained, and something was attached to my chest while something else was inside my arm.

Machines surrounded me, their endless beeping filling the room.

I tried to scream, but my throat produced nothing but a weak gasp.