MERCENARY 3: Descent into Madness |BTS JIMIN FF|

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'What the fuck?'

'Get him down! Now!'

Taehyung.

They got him hanging, chained up from the wooden ceiling block with some rusty chains, and with the cuffs around his wrists cutting deep into his skin. And they left him to hang here naked. There's no clothes on him whatsoever.

His skin is bruised up and cut up, and he's gone completely pale. Except his hands. Those are nearly blue. He got skinny to the point that you could see his bones through the skin. His feet were on the ground, but it didn't seem like he was standing. It was barely enough to touch the ground under him. This is exactly what they did to Rain.

And this cabin is even worse on the inside than on the outside. The roof is so fucked up that it's raining through it all over the place, including over Taehyung. It's freezing cold, smells like sewer, and if the wind blows, this entire thing is going to collapse.

'We got Tae.' We informed Kookie and Gyumin, just to keep them in the loop

Rushing over to him, Namjoon and Jin held him while I let the chains down slowly so they could catch him without him falling.

'Look.' Hoseok picked up the earpiece that was hidden under Taehyung's foot

Bubbles started sniffing him as well, barking twice as she ran around, and then stopped by the dead guy that Jungkook shot, sniffing him as well. 

'This dog is a fucking genius.' Hoseok commeneted as he took the keys from the guy's pocket that Bubbles was trying to bite off of his pants, passing them to Namjoon, who quickly released him from the restraints. He's arms fell down limp and dead, and he truly looked like a corpse.

'Fuck. He's cold as an ice cube.' Jin says in a panicked voice, leaning his head to his chest right away, looking for a heartbeat. 'He's breathing. He's alive.'

'For now. He won't be for much longer. We need to get him out of here.' Namjoon was about to pick him up, but we can't just carry him like that

'Wait. Let's take this fucker's clothes. We can't carry him out naked.' 

Hoseok helped me get the pants off this dead asshole, and I took my jacket off, passing it to Jin and Joon to dress him up, just enough to have something on himself. It looked like they were dressing up a doll.

'There has to be a car nearby. They brought him here somehow.' Jin comments

'I'd rather not go into their arms. Let's take him the way we came in. I'll carry him.' Namjoon was ready, pulling him in his arms, but there's no way he can carry him like this for miles

'Wait. If you're gonna carry him, let's tie him to your back. It's easier than carrying him on your arms. And we can all take turns.' I suggest

'You will break down with him on your back. Jungkook barely just healed. Hoseok still hasn't healed from his ribs breaking. Only me and Jin can carry him.'

'I don't wanna be rude, but is this the time to argue?!' Gyumin yelled into our ears

'Fine. But let's put him on your back.'

We used the dead guy's clothes to make ropes and tied him as best as we could so Namjoon could move without him falling off, and then we ran back up to Jungkook.

'Is he alive??' Jungkook asked as soon as he laid eyes on him

'For now. But we need to get him to a hospital.' Namjoon answered, breathing heavily from the weight on his back.

'Bubbles. Guard him.' Hoping she listens, I pointed to Namjoon, and she walked behind him, waiting to start moving.

And she did. The entire way back, she trailed 2 feet behind Joon, stopping when he did. We got to the car, and she followed him until we laid Taehyung on the backseat, and then she ran to me, nuzzling to my leg.