His Sanctuary [Jikook]

Chapter 25

3RD PERSON POV

The sounds of shaking beads echoed around the room. A woman dressed in a colorful traditional hanbok sat on the floor, shaking her beads and humming a certain chant repeatedly. It was her - that shaman. The room had numerous talisman stuck onto the wall, ropes, beads, powdered stuff, and a bit of smoke from the incense stick that she had lit. Her chants would get loud for a few seconds, and then she would lower her voice again.

She then groaned deeply and shook her head as if she were seeing something that she didn't like. She took a rope that was beside her and put it over her shoulders.

"Your presence is very unsettling." She said, looking on the floor and humming her chant afterward.

"I feel very unsettled being here as well." A deep voice came from towards the door. The woman looked up only to find that man standing there. The man who his life was invading her dreams at night. The spirits must have really wanted to help him since all her visions were mostly about this man.

"Sit, and take your shoes off. Respect my working space." The shaman said. Jungkook did as ordered. He then sat on the grass mat, which was laid down opposite the woman.

"I've been expecting you." She said, looking at Jungkook. Just a few seconds of eye contact made her shiver. She could feel all Jungkook's problems. She could feel all the sinister things he had done. It felt like she could see all the blood on Jungkook's hands, and she could see that he wasn't done. He was still going to hurt more people in life.

"I don't even know why I'm here. It seems like you have a lot to tell me, and you know a lot that I don't. So please... if you have anything that can help me." Jungkook said, his voice sounding very desperate and pleading on the last part of his words. The woman sighed and nodded.

"Like I told you before, everything will fall apart. Your whole world will come crashing down, and there's nothing you can do to stop it. You're going to lose them. Both of them." The woman said, her heart carrying sympathy for the man in front of her.

"Them? What do you mean them?" Jungkook asked, clearly perplexed.

"I can't say much. You are meant to find some things out by yourself."

"Then you're not helping me in any way." Jungkook sighed.

"He'll be in a dark place, a very dark place. He's gonna blame himself for failing to protect him, but he's gonna blame you for failing to protect both of them." The woman said, groaning as she spoke.

"Woman... what are you saying?" Jungkook asked. Clearly not understanding anything.

"Your biggest enemies know he's your downfall. He's your weakness. So whenever they want to get to you, they'll always use him. Protect him with everything you've got. Now go... go and find him. Make things right with him."

"So basically, I came here for nothing. Fine... I'll leave. If you have something else to tell me, I believe you know my number." Jungkook said. He then got up and put on his shoes, walking out of the room he was in.

The woman shook her head as she was now left alone. All the bad things that followed Jungkook, she could see them. He definitely needed cleansing, but the saddest thing was that Jungkook had no faith. He didn't believe in any of these things. He didn't believe in shamans, and he didn't have faith in God.

"There's still a long way to go. Oh, why do you do this to me? Why am I the one who has to help them? That boy is hopeless, and he has no faith. This will be hard." She said, speaking alone or rather to the spirits above her.

Meanwhile...

Jimin lays still on the comfy bed, his body covered with a warm fluffy blanket. His eyes were open as he was scanning his surroundings, much to his disappointment. He was still in this house. Jungkook hadn't come for him. As of now, he felt much better than yesterday. He could feel every part of his body, and he could wiggle his feet, which showed that the paralysis had worn off.