Y/N's POV:
Namjoon: DON'T!!!! PLEASE NO!!!!
Hoseok DG: Die.
Y/N: .....
Namjoon: NOOOOO!!!!....N...No...
Meanwhile...outside the corridor...
I was waiting for the strike...closing my eyes shut...when...
(Knock out)
The strike acually never came...And...I
look beside me...Confused as hell to the body of the DG beside me....He was unconscious...I look up... (Yoongi DG)
And I start panicking again...in fear...and confused...
I immediately grad the mental bar Hoseok DG dropped when fell. I'm still bleeding on the floor...AND I know I have no chance...But...I aim the bar at him anyway...
Y/N: Stay away!! Stay away from me!!...
Yoongi DG: ....
He's not moving, he's not talking...Just starring right into my soul...
Yoongi DG: I don't want you.
He suddenly blurts out...
Yoongi DG: I want him.
He's say, looking at Hoseok DG. Then He just grabs him...And drags him away...Disappearing into the dark corridor...
I sit back...still hearing Namjoon trying to crawl to the door...I call for him...
Y/N: Namjoon I'm fine!! It's okay!!...
Namjoon: You are???!?
Y/N: Yeah, don't worry!! Please stop trying to move!!
Namjoon: What happened??!! I heard it!!! I heard the hitting!!!
Y/N: That was'nt Hoseok DG!! That was Yoongi DG!!
Namjoon: Yoongi What?!?!??!
Y/N: I have no idea...don't ask me...He just hit Hoseok then dragged him away...
Namjoon: Well think later!! But are you okay?!!
Y/N: Yeah!! Yeah I'm fine don't worry!!
Namjoon: I'm coming to you!!
Y/N: NO!! Stop moving for God's sake!!
Your wounds will re-open!! Let's both just sit where we were and think of how to escape this place! Just until out bodies recover a bit! Scream if anything happeneds !!! Yes, I will!!
I was so dizzy... And I was barley keeping my conscious...The blood...was too much...The pain...was too much...The sight...was awful...
Not to mention that the knife inserted in my wound...was still there...I can't take it because this will lead to more blood loss...I look at my hanging out flesh...once again...That's when I notice...
my leg...stared turning blue...a light shade of blue...In other words...minutes from now...And I'll have to cut it off...Before it's starts infecting my whole body...I don't really care about that about losing it as much as I care about being a burden...
If I'm with one leg...I'll be a big burden...I can't do that...I can't slow them down...I...
Damn it...I'm...losing conscious...I can't...I should'nt...I...What was I saying? I...can't...remeber...what...is...I...Oh no...Someone is coming...God please no...Suddenly..a pair of hands hold my face, preventing me from falling to the ground...And making me look at him...
Yet...I...can't...see...who is it...It's...so...blurry...And...He put's something on my neck...Then holds my face again making me look at him directly...But still...everything was a fog...
