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Wings

Jungkook

where am i?

where'd everyone go?

how'd i get here?

those questions flooded the young mans mind. all he knew was he was laying on a mattress.

he twitched as he dreamt of nightmares
that he had since he was a teen.

nothing but possible scenarios of pain and death.

of him.

his eyes snapped open as an image of his closet
friend that died in a car accident.

he quickly sat up with his chest rapidly rising
up and down.

he then noticed he was in a very dark room, with only a source of light the was dimmed brightly, and the chandelier swung.

the man looked around then found a small piece of paper on a small table lying face down.

he slowly placed his feet on the hard wooden floor as he stood up and made his way towards the small coffee table in the middle of the dark space and gently head it at his tips of his fingers.

he titled his head as the sketch before him.

who is this?

before he could inspect the picture, both the small table that was once placed in the middle of the darkness and the bed he found him self once lying on, drugged away making a irritable high pitched screeching noise across the floor.

it frightened him.

where'd it go?

he slightly shook where he stood.

a painting soon skidded across the floor and stopped a few inches from him.

a few moments later the darkness now became lighter by the flash from the lightening into a living room, with a very large window.

it was another picture of the same person from before.

instead with straighter lines and colors.

his facial features were much clearer now, the mans eyes scanned the painting from top to bottom, taken in the pitch black, soulless eyes, and pointed teeth, with blood pouring from both features.

is..is this..me?

he questioned himself.

the man in the painting did resemble him quite a bit.

the painting was suddenly burned into flames, causing him to quickly step away.

he'd fallen onto the dark brown couch behind him as he watched.

what's going on?

he then heard footstep and another small sheet of paper was found in his hands.

it had the letters 'o,t,o,r,i,h'  scribbled and across it.

his eyebrows frowned as he repeated the letters again and again.

otorih? what does that even mean?

he stood on his feet again as the room started to shake, the scenery changed.

a mirror was now placed ten feet away from where he stood and a light shown from behind him.

the paper was now backwards and shown as a reflection in the mirror, it now read 'hitoro'.

hitoro?

i've heard that name once before.

nice to see you again jeonguk.

a rough voice echoed from behind him.

before his eyes could look in the mirror, it shatters into shards on the wooden ground.

a shadowed figure with glowing red pupils and a sharp teeth smile shown in the pile of the mirror.

miss me?

Side note: I was bored and I had this idea, I didn't want to loose it.