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

9

Author pov
Days passes by

"Why has no one come for us?"Y/n says as both of them are still bound to the chair. Both of them couldn't shake off the feeling of being trapped in a tomb-like fortress.

Their bodies reeking of body odour & fear, they are showered by previous sweats ,including this one. But hygiene is the least of their worries. .

"Idk either why , maybe she hypnotised all of them , or maybe she could make up a story. Either way it seems like no one has been searching for us by the looks of it . The first 48 hours are crucial.. and we might already lose that window"

Food , somehow has been given by her but there is no hospitality as A pushes a table to them and they have to eat without hands. Simply by their own mouth , limited movements even God has given them hands. They couldn't use it as they are tied.

Getting out of here is the number one priority but being confined to the grim of the s*x dungeon more like prison, they knew that escaping would be no easy feat. This place has tight security.

The door of the basement that leads to upstairs , the main house pressumely is locked. Which kidnapper would leave a door unlocked. That is a stupid move. Even the window is too small , offers no solace, it's barely even a slit just like is barely letting in slivers of light or hope.

Making entry of sun rays and visual of possible civilisation on the surface impossible. Y/n and Jungkook speculate they might leave far from the city. Perhaps a rural area.

The air hangs heavy with tension, and the dim red lighting casts eerie shadows across the room, heightening their sense of unease.

"We have to find a way out of here," Jungkook whispers urgently, his voice barely audible over the distant hum of the radio. He wary of the captor's watchful eyes and CCTV in the s*x dungeon room lurking in the shadows.

The sounds outside are making it harder to scream or say anything, well scream isn't an option as the basement has proven to be soundproof. Quite properly soundproof. How did she build all of this?

There might also be a possibility that the kidnapper tries to mask away their screams by blasting off the radio or speaker upstairs.

They look up , trying to hear the scary crazy woman's footsteps but of course they can't hear much , some of the sounds are only murmurs. Buzzes like flies.

Y/n nods in agreement, her heart pounding in her chest. "But how? This place seems like a fortress. There's no way we can escape without being caught."

Jungkook scans their surroundings, searching for any sign of weakness in their captor's meticulously constructed prison. The walls are solid , seem impenetrable , the doors reinforced with heavy locks, and every corner seems to conceal some new horror. No reliable windows or no crack.

"We have to try something," Jungkook insists, his determination fueling his resolve. "We can't just sit here and wait for her to come back."

Y/n takes a deep breath, steeling herself for what lay ahead. "Okay " she tries to search and seek anything in the place that has been keeping her and Jungkook. Nothing stands out of the ordinary but after being days sober, god knows maybe weeks here. They could finally see and think clearly.

TO BE CONTINUED..