Veritas
HEARTS WERE BEATING a thousand times a minute as they stood in front of the old Victorian house, yet again. Its old paint work was covered with black and green moss and there was an eerie feeling around the area. The only sound was that of crows that could be heard from a distance.
The sun was now hiding behind a mass of grey clouds. The weather seemed to create an air of horror and uncertainty, this made Belle feel uneasy. She immediately regretted coming back here because of the things she experienced in the house of horrors. This house reminded her of the horribly tragic way in which Taehyung died. He didn't deserve it at all yet it happened and she wondered whether they'd meet the same fate.
Yoongi took a small step forward and started walking towards the front door, Jungkook following closely behind him. Belle was hesitant but threw caution to the wind and walked gingerly behind Jungkook.
"We walk in, find him and take him out." Yoongi said.
"It might not be that easy. He might heavily armed and there's ammunition all around the house." Belle whispered. "All we have is Jungkook's gun."
"Then we know what to do," Jungkook stated, "Use his ammunition against him and we don't stop until he's lying on the floor, dead."
The dark tone of Jungkook's voice scared her. She wanted him to be humorous again. She wanted him to crack a joke and make them laugh again but when Belle looked at his eyes, she saw nothing but the desire to kill.
"Here's goes nothing." Yoongi twisted the old, rusted door knob and walked in. The hard wood floors creaked beneath them, threatening to cave in at any given moment.
As soon as Belle waked inside the house, she gazed upon the stairs that she had been up a few too many times by the man who killed so many innocent people. She shivered and walked further inside.
Her eyes darted to the blood stained carpet where Taehyung's body was before he was killed. A shudder coursed through her body and she felt extremely nauseous. "Can we look upstairs?" she asked.
Yoongi noticed what she was looking at and immediately felt sick himself. He motioned to the stairs as Belle and Jungkook followed. They were in the middle of the stair case when a loud thud came from the front porch. A pair of heavy boot laden footsteps caused panic as they hurriedly ran up the stairs and into one of the bedrooms.
Jungkook made sure to lock the door behind him. They reminded quiet as the heard Lee walking around the house but he wasn't alone. Another voice came peering through the thin walls.
It was another man, he sounded years younger than Lee.
"I don't need you messing up again!" a mangled voice yelled. It raised the hairs on Belle's neck and made feel incredibly uncomfortable.
"I promise, Lee. I won't if you'd just please let me find him. I swear I won't go to the police and I'll be sure to bring you what you want." The other voice said.
"That's... that's Jimin..." Jungkook's eyes went wide as soon as he recognized the second voice.
"What makes you think I'd ever let you go? If I do that, you'll just sing like a cannery and then I'll be pissed off."
Jungkook wanted to leave the room and go to his friend, but he knew that it was far too dangerous. But then again, it would be four against one... he had nothing to lose.
"Jimin is alive?" Belle asked him.
"It seems like it." He answered.
Yoongi took a step to the door and unlocked it. "Yoongi! What are you doing?" Belle yelled loud enough for him to hear her.
