Taehyung (Taekook) English Version

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I saw my watch, it was 2:00 P.M. I had 3 hours before arriving at the agreed place ... three hours to find out once and for all what happened.

I go to Jin's house, at that time the young Jin worked as a guardian of the entrance to the theater, he let us enter freely without having to pay the tickets.

-Young Jungkook. -Jin opens the door of his house, happy to see me. - What brings him here? I haven't seen him for years.

-I wanted to ask you, December 10th.- His smile disappears. - Tae entered the theater?

-I couldn't tell you, I didn't work that day because it was a holiday. - He stays thinking for a while. -But Mr. Harper, the owner of the theater, I think that if he was in the place that day, because I passed by in the afternoon at about 1:00 and I saw him enter.

I trembled, Mr. Harper never gave me a good feeling, he always looked at us with anger when he thought we were not seeing him.

I ran to Mr. Harper's house, right next to the theater.

-Jungkook. - Mr. Harper opens the door for me.

-Mr. Harper. - I look into his eyes seriously. - Can you tell me what happened on December 10? -He stiffens and looks at me annoyed.

-What do you think? - Mr. Harper raises an eyebrow as if wanting to challenge me to accuse him.

- I think it is very rare that Tae has entered your theater and never came out again ... and that you are precisely in that same place the same day ... and that two days later you closed the theater preventing entry to everyone including the police.

Mr. Harper stepped aside.

- If you want to see what happened, enter yourself and see. -I went suspiciously to his house and went to the door that he told me he led to the theater.

I entered that dark room full of chairs and a stage in front ... I felt a horrible smell coming from somewhere in the public, my eyes filled with tears and a part of me just wanted to run out of that horrible place, but I followed myself Stepping inside, he knew exactly which row of chairs was giving off that foul smell.

Row number 30 is Tae's favorite and lucky number, I remember when the theater just opened and Tae brought me by the hand to this place saying: "There is nothing to fear little one, it's just a theater, look, it has a row number 30 of seats and once, it is my lucky number, nothing bad will happen "from that day it was always our custom to sit in that row, we felt safe every time we sat there, I felt safe having him by my side.

I got to row 30, I cried ... the seat where he used to sit was full of all the flowers that he had left over the 10 years outside the theater and I could see that little hand that I played a few hours ago resting on the elbow of the chair, it was black, spoiled, rotten.

-It was nice of you to bring flowers to your friend's grave.- says Mr. Harper as he was approaching from behind. - You know, there are many people that I did not like, people who did not want to see her alive, and your little friend - he lets out a small mocking laugh - was among them.

- You're a bastard - I turned to give him a right in the face but he dodged it. - Damned. - I screamed and fell to the ground on my knees crying. -Damn ... how could you do that to him ... he didn't deserve that ...- I say crying.

- Just like you and all of them - he tells me pointing to the seats behind Tae's ... other bodies, after taking a better look at my surroundings, I realized that this theater was a graveyard of people, Tae, Detective Kim, actor Park, writer Min, Mr. Jung. - maybe they deserved a longer life. - I see how he pulls out a knife. - but nothing is fair in this life.