"This must be a prank." Jungkook muttered.
"Jungkook," Seokjin said, barely audible, "this isn't."
Jungkook's eyes glistened.
We were all staring at the radio, still sitting down. The sudden announcement paralyzed us all.
We all thought we were out of the woods, now look at us now.
All of those efforts of surviving, all went to vain.
"I can't believe this." Jimin said so quiet, I thought I imagined him talking.
"I thought-" Haein choked, "we were going to survive."
I turned my head to look at Taehyung, and even he was fighting back tears.
I looked around the group, and everyone was crying, except Insu, who kept a blank, straight face.
"I want to go home," Haein sobbed, "my mom, my dad, my brother."
Suddenly, something ignited inside of me. Why waste our time here moping, while we could be making an escape plan?
I remembered about the paper in my pocket. I touched my pocket, feeling the lump in there.
I cleared my throat.
"We aren't dead yet." I broke the silence.
Everyone turned their heads to me.
"We are still alive," I said, "we can make it out of the city."
"But how? It is impossible, we have no food, no cars, no-" I interrupted Yoongi speaking.
"What is after this?"
Silence was the only answer given. Yoongi and Namjoon's eyes widened. No one was certain they would make it past tomorrow.
"All that is left are us," I inhaled slowly, "we will survive."
I stood up. "After this, only we know. The z-virus won't take the future away from us."
Insu frowned. "What?"
I took the piece of paper out of my pocket and handed it to him.
"That's the name of the virus." I said, pointing to the paper in Insu's hand. Everyone scooted closer to Insu to get a peak at the paper.
Insu studied the paper carefully, inspecting every written word and doodle.
"This is," Insu looked up at me, "is this the cure?"
"I think so." I said. I sat down in front of him.
"Jina, I think you just found the cure." Yoongi breathed.
"Wait, there is something on the back." Yuna took the piece of paper from Insu's hand and flipped it around.
"What is this?" Yuna frowned. She handed over to Seokjin, who was motioning for the paper to be handed to him. Seokjin took a quick look.
"Oh, this is the address for the lab on the mountain," Seokjin looked at me, "do you think the cure is there?"
I nodded my head. "I guess," I took the paper from his hands, "if it is written here, it might be."
"We might be saved," Yuna said, "the bombing is next week right?"
Everyone nodded their heads.
"If we arrive to that lab on the day of the bombing, we won't be blown up. The lab is too far up to be destroyed."
Hoseok stood up and cheered. "We won't die!"
Everyone stood up and began whooping and cheering.
The mood instantly changed from hopeless to hopeful. We might have a chance of surviving, and saving the entire city.
