GLASS FLOWER, The Trilogy: 1000 Doors [BTS AU Fanfiction]

CHAPTER TWO

"I won't tell a soul," Seokjin reassured. Taehyung sniffled as he hugged Seokjin for comfort. After all he's been through, this scene wouldn't disturb him as much anymore. The younger cried out and let his heart out while holding him tight, "I didn't want this to happen! I did not! H-he just... He... And now," Seokjin comforted him while he stumbled in his words, still in emotional shock. The older had his hand rubbing against the weeping's back. He took a look around the room again. It started to warp and shift around him like an acid trip. Before he knew it, he stood behind the closed door he came through. He tried to turn the door knob to open it again but it wouldn't budge. Seokjin tried to take this as a hint to what he should do next but came up with nothing in his head. The message came again, "The things you do will change the way your friend will meet their ends. Choose wisely on which door you're going into next." Heeding the warning, he looked down the hallway and looked for a door that he could go through and change. A number caught his eye, "Room 509," he mumbled. This door was different looking, it had scratched all over it's exterior and the lock looked like it was busted open. His hand groped at the door knob and tried to turn it open. After shaking at it a little bit, it slowly creaked open to a dark and musty room. A single window in the room was closed behind black light-out curtains. There was a single wooden desk in the other side of the room which was lit up by a desk lamp. Seokjin walked closer to it and saw a single bright white paper. Grabbing it with shaky hands, he read the written note scrawled on the paper.

"I don't know until when I'll last. All I feel is the agonizing pain of loneliness. No one likes me, no one cares about me. I don't matter and I feel like such a nuissance.

I can end it all here, right now. All of this will be over. I don't want to fight anymore. I'm too tired. I want to sleep. What's the point of being awake everyday, repeating the same things over and over and over and over and over and over again?

God forbid if I can even be saved by this point"

There seemed to be an abrupt stop and some holes on the top corner of the page. Seokjin was getting worried about who wrote this and why since this wasn't the first time he's seen a suicide note. The writing, the wording, the lyrical aspect of the meaning. Seokjin could put two and two together knowing that whoever wrote this made lyrics for songs. "Yoongi!" A voice sounded down from the corridor from the left side of the room. Seokjin ran after the sound and looked left and right from the doorway and saw someone running in a direction. He could only think to follow whoever was running and find out what this note meant. After a bit more running, the figure came to a stop and barged into a room. Seokjin stayed hidden behind a corner and watched. After a while, it all fell silent. Taking a few heavy step forward and a small jog into the room to see Jimin hugging Yoongi. The blondie looked weak, almost dead in his arms. Seokjin made himself known and instructed Jimin to take him to the hospital. Jimin, taken aback by surpriaed stayed still before lifting him up with his small stature and carrying him out of the building. The older wanted to follow but took a minute to examine the room he was in. It was dark like the other room but here it felt like there was nothing. The furniture was present but he felt like they didn't exist in that space. He looked towards where the two were sitting and saw a knife and a rope that had been cut on one of the ends. Seokjin put two and two together and thought, "Suicide," he mumbled. Yoongi would've been dead, Jimin found him and saved him. This is where it all started. If only he could go back and reach here before Yoongi did it, maybe it would be different.

Before he could think of anything else, the room warped and he was transported back to where he started. He changed something. He tried opening it up again but it was stuck, like the other door. Seokjin sighed and sat down to write down what he had observed; he thought having a concise timeline of events can help him get out of there faster. Jotting it down in his notebook, he drew an arrow to indicate the next timeline. The ding sounded again and he hurriedly opened up his phone. The message read, "Go to Room 204." Seokjin got up and started to walk. The randomized room numbers made it hard for him to find without looking over to the other side of the hallway. He walked for so long that his stomach began feeling hungry. He was still alive, after all. Out of spite, he walked towards a random room number and opened it up.

He was met with a huge ledge a top of a metal tower. Below him was a vast ocean, sloshing powerful waves. He stepped back in shock and looked around. The place was like an abandoned cargo ship landing, a few  old and rusted containers and crates were about and there was a van sitting in front of one. His eyes trailed to a group of boys on a concrete wall right next to the drop off. The sun was setting and the tower casted a dark shadow so he couldn't see them. Seokjin decided to climb down the ladder and walk towards them. They were unassuming and didn't notice him so called them out, "Excuse me." They all turned to him and their faces were eerily similar to his own friends but very different. He didn't understand what was happening and why they looked so different. He stood still in shock while his long hair flowed in the wind, "Umm, who are you?" one of them asked. The one who spoke had Jimin's face shape and smile and lips but his eyes were different, staring at Seokjin intently with sweet and gentle instead of the fierce and sharp one he was used to, "I-I'm... ehh..." he was lost for words. He didn't know what timeline this was but they didn't seem to recognize his face or his hair, "I'm Seokjin, Yue Seokjin. I came from the future to warn you guys of--" "How can you be Seokjin-Hyung? He's right here! Are you okay? Do you need a doctor?" The boy who looked like Jungkook spoke, this one looked exactly to the bone just like the young, rebellious one he was familiar with. Smile, eyes and gestures. "Look, I came from another timeline and I need to save you guys. You are all trapped in a time loop. You all will die and won't escape from this torment of repeating cycles," he explained. All but one were mocking him, the one who looked like him. With shorter hair and broader shoulders. The two Seokjins looked at each other and knew what they were thinking. They had the same goal.

The area started warping and he was soon transported back to outside of the door. Seokjin thought he had done something this time, but regretted doing something so unplanned and unexpected and worst of all, he didn't even get to eat anything. He grunted and thought about his next move. His phone dinged again and he was met with an angry text written in all caps, "YOU FOOL. YOU DESTROYED THEIR WORLD. YOU KILLED THEM. YOU RUINED THEIR UNIVERSE. MURDERER. YOU." Seokjin was terrified. He only informed them of a time loop and somehow he destroyed their world. Did it cause an all-out war? Did they kill each other? Did they all brought the world to shambles? He felt regret and guilt weighing down his back and he couldn't really move. He stood up after some time and focused on searching for the door number he was previously tasked to find.
Seokjin took only a few steps before a door he was right adjacent to violently opened and someone was thrown on him and they were both knocked to the wall on the other side. He was in shock before he heard the voice of the person who was violently thrown against him. "Seokjin! Oh my god! Did I finally reach it!?" Hoseok stared in shock and was sort of estatic. The long haired was so thankful it wasn't some monster.

Seokjin got up and helped his friend and asked, concerned, " Are you okay? That was quite the fall you had," Hoseok giggled and stretched their back a bit and rubbed some spots where they had impact and denied any injuries, "I'm feeling just fine. But, how'd you get here?" Seokjin sat back down and gestured for Hoseok to sit too. The two had gone through quite a lot to have met up in such a situation. "Well, I actually came here after following your clues. The one you wrote in your notebook?" Hoseok shook their head and corrected him, "No, you're talking about the ancient prophecy 'Oculum ad Tempus'. I've kept that thing for ages and remembered every single line from it." Seokjin was taken a back by how much things he doesn't know about his friend. Hoseok was studying acient myths and history and already knew the place he was in. He could get a lot if information now that he was in such a strange place.

Hoseok spoke again, "I'm guessing you want to know how I know a lot about this. Well, it'll take a while so let's walk a little..."

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