The Dark Nexus

I

It was dark everywhere. Where did my hyungs go? I got up from the couch and started taking steps wherever my feet led. "Ow!" I bumped on a hard surface which was supposedly called a wall?

I kept walking, tracing my fingers along the wall until I found a round surface on it. "Is it a knob of a door?" I opened the door with all my force. Again, the other room was as dark as the one I was in. But maybe a little brighter? Because I saw a figure of a lady facing her back to me. Is this some kind of stupid prank again? "Hyung, if this is a prank you better stop because you know last time you did this the whole neighborhood woke up because of my screams." I placed a hand on my waist and the other was massaging my forehead in frustration. Suddenly I heard sobs from the lady. She's crying? "Why are you crying?" I walked closer to her carefully. I lightly tapped on her shoulder. She didn't respond. I went on to face her from the front. I couldn't see her face as she had her palms on her face.

Suddenly she stopped crying and grabbed my hand. "W-what are you doing?" I asked hesitantly but her grip got tighter. Her touch was burning up my hand. "Ahh!" I groaned in pain and fell on my knees. How is she this strong? I can't even take my hand away from her grip. "You're here." She said in a dull tone. I still couldn't see her face because it was dark. "What are you talking about, crazy woman! Let go of my hand now!" I yelled at her. She seemed to have no emotions. "Now, the curse can continue again." She said, "WHAT THE FUCK ARE TOU TALKING ABOUT!?" I felt like my hand was going to melt down because of the burning sensation. I couldn't bear the pain anymore. All I remember before blacking out was her talking about something weird. "There's only one who can-'' and I fainted.

A/n's pov

"Jungkook, are you alright!?" J-hope, the sunshine of their group asked him with concern. The maknae just looked around panting heavily. He saw that all his hyungs were looking at him, worried. 'What was all that just now?' He had loads of questions running through his mind. "Hey kookie, everything's alright? You were screaming and sweating a lot in your sleep." His hyung asked again. "Y-yeah hyung. I just had a nightmare." Jungkook said with a hand massaging his forehead. His hyungs exchanged worried glances with each other.

He never had nightmares before.

This was the first time.

"Wanna talk about it?" Jimin came forward with a worried face. "N-no. It wasn't too much, I'm fine." He just sighed at the younger's reply.

"Maybe you should take a rest. You've been stressing yourself a lot these days. We'll head to the studio. Take care." Namjoon, the leader of their group, spoke. The maknae just nodded and the others were ready to leave. "Give us a call if you need anything." Taehyung, his other hyung, said. "I swear, Jungkook! Don't even step in the kitchen. I don't want to clean up your mess again. There are snacks in the living room, you can have those. But no cooking!" The eldest of all, Jin stated, as everyone laughed at his words. "I won't hyung. You can trust me." He said in a tired tone.

Everyone left by now. He was still on the couch with messy hair, remembering the events that happened the other day. There was a fanmeet with the Armys. He was happy to meet them after a very long period. They gave his group lovely gifts... except one.  His eyes wandered around the room he was in and fell on the pile of gifts they got from the fanmeet. His eyes stared at one particular thing.

The doll

He got it from a girl. It had creepy black glass eyes. Those eyes stare into people's souls. It's cold porcelain skin was terrifying. But he just couldn't refuse it because it was from the Army. The girl who gave this was mysterious. She was all covered up leaving just her eyes. She didn't speak with any of the members but just him. Wait, she didn't even speak. Just gave the doll to him and left. They had eye contact anyways. The moment his eyes met hers, he felt still in the air. Just then a cold breeze hit him and she walked away. Maybe she was a shy fan?