𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗋'𝗌 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗆𝖺𝗋𝖾 || 𝗃𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗄𝗈𝗈𝗄 [ on hold ]

6

Present Day
Author pov

"Morning sleepyhead " a distorted voice awakened the writer from his slumber , he really thought he was back at the comfort of his home , he terribly missed his mattress  ,pillow , blanket & everything from home. 

To be honest , he would rather be anywhere rather than here , working , with his manager , with book fans , anywhere it's fine. 

His vision isn't exactly at its 100% performance but through the hazy distortion he could make up that whoever in front of her is female.

Based on their silhouette & features , she is coming closer and trying to look at him " The drug is slowly wearing off , I gave you again so the next time you open your eyes morning will greet and sure it did.." her shadow casted upon the walls but through his eyes he only sees a blurred face.

Like the song , the lyrics said "my name is blurry face" , she is having one ..like as if the male writer is watching a faceless urban legend slenderman. "Y-you got no face" the unknown girl snorts"Pft ,you are high real bad ,baby boy " she leaves the room "You need to sober up" , the door thuds & the man tries to make sense of why ,where & how he was brought here.

It's always the why? Why me? Why me of all people ? . There are 7 billion people in the world, why me?.  Retracing back his steps is always a start, when in doubt .Step back & remember. That's how he is attempting to do it. 

First , move and when he moves he seems to be restricted by some kind of rope with his hands on his back or something long to tie someone . He can't see properly but he presumes from the shape , sizes & sense of touch . That the texture seems like cotton. It's a tight knot, one he couldn't free himself from. Girls scout honour.

Now in the room , he feels like he is steering himself from a blind person's point of view, do they feel like this all the time?. Dark & uncertain. He needs to pull himself together ,his head is not in a game . He spots only a mattress , based on what his foot feels of the material, the rest of the area in the room seems white. Is it white?. 

He keeps doubting himself but he pushes through, getting himself up to examine the door. He isn't tied to the chair, but before he could reach the door the sound of the doorknob alerts her and he sits back ,pretending to be weak. "You weren't not trying to escape right , bunny?" the same sound that belongs to a woman could be heard , she steps in. Handing some kind of…thing. She puts it in his hand. "Drink this ,you get sober fast " 

"W-why would I? God knows what you put inside that drink-" He refuses to take , he can't believe it.

"God isn't here jeon. I am " this woman knows his name, Jeon Jungkook. How? "Stop being such a puss and drink it" The woman takes a hold of his chin , puckering his lips that provided entrance to his cavern. She forces the liquid down Jungkook's hole. Shutting his trap.

" Fvck , you are like a cat …even they are much easier to force drink " the poor puppy man gulps it down ,it tasted like an energy drink but it isn't one of the brands he is familiar with. "Since you had drunk it, you will be better. Soon. Sit tight and don't let…anything bite" the woman chuckles, her voice doesn't sound genuine,  is he hallucinating or is that her original voice ? - cuz it sounds too computerised to be authentic. 

He doesn't know what she means by that last sentence , probably just to psycho him to misery but he can't back down now. He must get out here. He doesn't know why she is doing this? When will he get out? Where is he? What is she trying? & who she is but he could start with a  how. At least one how. How did he get here?. 

Jungkook was with someone. Who was it?. Remember. Think. The drink slowly kicks in like adrenaline, his vision is much better , all time he could only rely on ears ,touch. Thank god , for 5 god given senses. At least ,he still has all of them. Oh right? He was kidnapped by this unknown woman . 

He finally comes to his senses as the drug washes up from his system,  sobering him up by the limited amount of sunrays hitting the plain joe wall. It must be early , Jungkook tries to jump to find a landmark but it seems too high to even see anything . 

Screaming is a choice. But that would be a rookie mistake , the glass little window possibly is soundproof. Everything in the room is probably soundproof. Little window? . She must have put this up to taunt him , to mock him & to laugh at the face of a helpless feat.  A laughing stock.

Pretty sure , she is enjoying him trying to use his surroundings & wits to break free out of her tomb but she modified this tomb from the scratch like an Alcatraz which is highly inescapable & unbreakable. A few hours have passed , it's time for the King to meet his Queen. 

Getting in , Jungkook is stunned  by a sight of a woman with a mouth mask , as clear as day, he is not under the influence anymore , he spots her black pupils. So black like there is no life . Just pure despair. " Try anything or the other person hurts" she warns with a reverb tone , her speech is definitely manipulated. She must use some kind of device to filter her actual voice. But why?

Her warnings are taken real into Jungkook's account ,he wouldn't want to make one wrong step or poke the hornet's nest , he nods. She blindfolded and dragged the man by force somewhere. With all his senses at his best ,he tries to smell & hear what he could. The floor is hardwood and he couldn't catch a whiff of anything that stands out .

The trip to god knows where it is actually short , they are going down the stairs , the door behind them is closed. He couldn't see anything through the black layered cloth against his eyes. One clever motherfucker. He is forced to sit down on a chair. Tie up by the whole body this time. This rope has a different texture today. He can feel it tighten around his uncovered forearms. He can't move.

"There , that is all. I hope you find the new accommodation ..is to your liking. God ,you look so hot all tied up for me , little rabbit…*chuckles*"

This woman..choices of words make him sick to his stomach. The room sounds so large according to how the sound travels ,  bouncing on the walls. She takes off Jungkook's blindfold , his now covered eyes witness … such madness. The colour of the room is..red . Dark.

Filled with s*x toys that are kept under lock and key. In a cabinet. There are some s*x devices & machines. 

This is a s*x dungeon. Who the fvck am I dealing with?, he worries in shock , eyes bulging out of his sockets and mind. This is…insane. Beyond insane. "What the fvck you want ?" Jungkook starts talking , getting straight to the point.

"Oh he talks , if i were you I would be careful with what i say"

"Why ?"

Later on , he meets another girl in the basement with him .. in a separate room that has frosted soundproof glass that goes clear by the push of a remote button which their captor is holding . This woman designed all of this? No way she works alone. No way. 

No way. The separate & quite divided area reveals someone inside that Jungkook knows . He recognised her.

"What are you doing here ,Y/n?"

Why her? What did they do?. Again , all the whys.

He is sick of this guessing game, he wants answers now.

TO BE CONTINUED..