𝐌𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫 || 𝐉.𝐉𝐊

3• 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭

"What the fuck?" Yoongi cursed before he ran towards the closed room. Yuri followed him in. But to their surprise, there was nothing concerning. They kept switching glances between a Dr. Kim who looked like he had seen a ghost and a Jungkook whose expression clearly read 'what the fuck'.

"Who's this zombie looking creature?" Dr. Kim asked; petrified.

Yoongi and Yuri looked at each other before they burst out laughing maniacally. They were punching air and anything that was around them. Jungkook visibly regretted his decision of going there.

"First this doctor calls me zombie and now you two are behaving like maniacs, what's the matter?" Jungkook's voice was low yet authoritative, he was tired and his wounds sure did hurt a lot. The behaviour of the people infront of him didn't help his situation either.

"Namjoon, that's a goddamn patient for fucks sake!" Yoongi said in between his breaths.

Dr. Kim Namjoon just stared at Jungkook for a while and mumbled an 'oh'. He immediately sat Jungkook down and opened the medical kit. He pulled out bandages, cotton, antiseptic and scissors from the kit and sat opposite Jungkook.

"I'm so sorry for assuming that you're an intruder," he softly said while tying a perfectly cut bandage around his right palm that was still bleeding although most of the blood had dried.

"Zombie, not an intruder," Jungkook corrected seriously.

"Y-yeah, sorry." Namjoon was embarassed for his reaction earlier.

He carefully cut some bandage can taped it to the side of Jungkook's forehead, but not before removing tiny glass particles from the wound so as to not cause him serious injuries. Then he applied some ointment on his burnt palm. After the first aid was over, he asked, "How did you get injured?"

"Some idiot smashed into my car from the side and it flipped over, started burning and shit." Jungkook sighed as he looked at his hands, one was wrapped like a present and the other seemed like it was whitewashed due to the medicinal cream on it. He hated the idea of being injured, for he believed that injuries hindered him in all the worst ways.

"You should've called the cops," Namjoon spoke as if it was obvious.

"If the area had network connection, I would."

Everything Jungkook said to Namjoon came of as rude, but he didn't care. There was a huge responsibility on his shoulders, and he needed to be cautious if his will to die had died.

"I'll take an x-ray to see if you cracked any bone..." Namjoon's voice faded off as Jungkook noticed something unusual. He could see the shadow of a figure behind the curtained window. The figure was still before he noticed it, but when he did, the person said something in sign language. Something that was alarming.
The figure said, "I will kill you."

"Hey, are you listening?" Namjoon's voice shifted his attention.

"Sorry... Thank you, I'll get going."

Namjoon and Yoongi were flabbergasted due to his sudden action. They then looked at the 10,000 ₩ he left on the table; awkwardly. Yuri ran out to follow him.

His footsteps were quick paced and Yuri had trouble following him out, but she still did so. She saw him carefully looking at her car before he picked something up from the ground, near the car's tyre. His reaction confused her, why was he so shocked when he picked up whatever he did? And why did he keep it in his pocket?

"Jungkook, what- what are you doing?" Yuri asked, "and why did you come out so hastily?"

"Oh it's nothing, I just remembered I had some important work. I'll get going. Thank you for helping me so much."

He was about to walk away when she grabbed his wrist, stopping him.
"What the hell Yuri!?"

"How are you gonna go? You don't have your car?" She ignored his outburst.

"But I do have my phone, and there's a thing called cab. Thank you." Jungkook rolled his eyes before turning his back on her.

"But..." She didn't speak another word, as she watched him walk away till his figure disappeared. She found his behaviour suspicious.

Jungkook was sitting in a cab he had booked, wondering about whatever happened. His mind was stuck on the mirrors : those serrated, blackened mirrors that he found right after those strange incidents. He found one after the accident and the second one after the sign language threat. Whoever killed Song Hyein was an established criminal.

Suddenly, the cab took a turn into an alleyway that was nowhere near his home. He got alerted.

"Yo what the hell!? Where do you think you're taking me?" he yelled at the driver who seemed unfazed, now he had to do something.

Without another thought, he punched the driver's head, making him lose control of the steering and the car went haywire. He pulled the hand break before landing another punch on the driver's head and unlocking the car doors.

"What the fuck is wrong today?" He was simply done with everything and the driver looking extremely murderous didn't help.

"Don't tell me you're the killer, because I'm very tired today."

"I'll give you some rest brother, in peace." The driver's voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken a word in days. His face was covered with a grey mask, his eyes were somewhat red and his coal black hair were an absolute mess. He appeared to be a little less than 6 feet tall and his hands had one too many bruises.

"Cool." Jungkook had just stopped speaking, when the man's hands started moving in all directions and hitting him hard in the stomach. He muttered an inaudible curse before he did a hook and the man started coughing. That duration was enough for him to dial emergency contacts.

The man abruptly kicked Jungkook's calf, causing him to stumble and his phone fell off his hand. He then pulled out a pocket knife and aimed at him. Perhaps not enough time.

Jungkook didn't waste time as he kicked the knife out of his hands, it went too far away for him to try getting it back.
The black haired man just settled with  trying to reach for the phone when Jungkook kicked him in the stomach and jabbed at his jaw. He made sure that the man couldn't move by holding him down with one hand before grabbing his phone.

He'd caught a man who attempted to kill him, he had to call the cops. The call log showed his last call with someone who was perfect for this job.

Park Jimin.