72 HOURS (a BTS horror au)

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Time remaining: 69 hours and 23 minutes...

Y/n's P.O.V

You don't know how long you've been crawling inside the vent. Namjoon's scream faded long ago and you just keep moving forwards. Your breathing is laboured as you feel yourself grow tired.

But you can't sleep, you cannot relax, not until you find your friends.

A beep echoes the vent and you look down at the watch on your wrist "just over 69 hours left" you mumble to yourself. It's been just under three hours since the game started and you've already been through so much.

You have to move fast and get out of the vents, you knew things were going to happen soon. They gave you so much time to escape the mansion, and you felt uncomfortable inside the vent. Were there traps inside? traps that'll cut you in half? Decapitate you? You shiver at the thought but continue to crawl, there has to be an exit point in the vents.

Your knees and arms ache as you scrap yourself against the mental interior. But up ahead you noticed a bit of light, your escape from the vents is just ahead. You crawl closer, your eyes fixated on the light that is getting brighter. But it flickers, is it candlelight?  You think to yourself as you reach the end.

You push your face against the grate, your eyes scanning the inside of the room. It's dark, with candles scattered around it. But even with the low light the candles provide, you can make out a body hunched over in a chair at a table. You narrow your eyes trying to see better.

Her long hair is matted and something drips down her leg, her hands are behind her back and she's hunched forwards, unmoving "Jisoo?" you whisper, eyes widening. You place your hands on the grate and push, it doesn't move.

Biting your lower lip as your eyes scan the area looking for a way to break it open. Knowing there is no other way, you somehow manage to turn yourself around so you're feet are up against the grate. Bringing your knees to your chest you kick outwards, hard.

The grate groans and you repeat the kick, once, twice and one more time. The grate breaks off the vent and hits the floor with a loud thump. Using your hands you slide yourself out of the vents, feet first. And finally, after however long, you are free from the vents. But there is no time for rest.

You grab a candle that's nearest to you and lift it outwards causing the candle to light up enough space for you to see. "Jisoo" your voice comes out in a whisper as you stare in horror. Your best friend is tied to a chair at some sort of table, a gag in her mouth with cuts and bruises all over her body, and blood dripping out of her wounds at an alarming rate. She wore nothing but her underwear and bra.

You rush towards her, placing the candle down on the table as you fall to your knees. You begin to untie her hands and remove the gag from her mouth, blood mixed with silva drips out of her mouth. Your eyes sting at the horrifying sight in front of you, but you blink trying to keep the tears in. "Jisoo," you say, a bit louder as you place a gentle hand on her cheek, she doesn't move, you panic as you place a hand on her chest, she's not breathing.

You need to focus on Jisoo and get her out of here.

You freeze as a low chuckle fills the room, and your eyes land on another person at the far end of the table. His smirk froze you in place as he plays with a knife "Ah, Y/n. Glad you made it, dinner is getting cold so why don't you take a seat" Jimin smiles.

You're unable to move. Your eyes switch between Jisoo and Jimin. "What did you do" you whisper, shuffling closer to your friend in some pathetic effort to put a barrier between him and her.

"Me?" Jimin questions. His eyes stared at the knife he was playing with. "She tried taking you away from us, from me" His eyes look up at you "and I can lose you again."