PENDULUM ▸ BTS

ten

down—steadily down it crept. 

distance from pendulum to ground: ten feet

[a/n] many of the upcoming chapters will be from jungkook's pov, due to the fact that he is the one currently in the most danger. i just wanted to warn you so that you wouldn't think i was ignoring the other six. :) the chapters might also be a little shorter, because i want to draw out the next few events and spend a lot of time on them.

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j u n g k o o k

"what do you mean?" namjoon asked, equal parts curious and irritated.

even from across hoseok's body, jungkook could see yoongi roll his eyes.

"it's simple, really," yoongi explained. "jungkook waits for the pendulum to reach just above his chest, lets the blade slice through the bonds, slides quickly out of them, and then gets the hell away from that death trap."

"you call that simple?" jungkook shrieked alarm and hysteria overcoming him and causing his voice to take on a high-pitched tone. 

"it's not actually a bad idea," hoseok said.

"pfft. of course it isn't," yoongi snorted. "it's a brilliant idea by a brilliant man."

"let's not get carried away, yoongi," namjoon groaned. he was silent for a brief moment, and then said, "but yeah, it's actually kind of smart."

"but what if it doesn't work?" jungkook squeaked. "what if it ends up cutting me?"

"dude, hate to break it to you, but unless you follow my plan, you're gonna end up sliced like a piece of paper after a toddler attacks it with scissors," yoongi retorted. "this is the only idea we've got to help you get out of this situation."

yoongi's crude analogy did nothing to calm jungkook's racing heart and churning stomach. although he knew that yoongi was in fact right, the thought of allowing the huge, sharp pendulum anywhere near him made him dizzy with dread.

"what about his right hand?" taehyung interjected. "if the pendulum cuts open the bonds on his chest, it'll still be too high up to unfasten the bonds around his hand, since his hand is lower."

jungkook looked down at where his right hand was strapped to the board, confirming taehyung's statement. his hand was tied down to the board about two or three inches below the top of his chest. if the pendulum sliced through the bindings over his chest, then he would still be tied to the board due to his hand.

"i don't think that'll be a problem," namjoon replied. "the bonds around our right hands are much looser than the ones around our chests. we could probably slide out of them right now, if it weren't for the fact that our arms are also constricted by our chest bindings. once the cloth around jungkook's chest is cut, then he'll be able to, probably, just wiggle out of the one around his hand."

"wiggle?" jungkook scoffed. "you think i'll be thinking clearly enough to 'just wiggle' out of the bonds in time when i have a fucking razor-sharp pendulum about to cut me open?"

"it's your only choice, jungkook," jimin said. "we'll all have to do it too, once the pendulum is low enough to reach us."

"that's right," namjoon said. "but speed is essential. if you wait too long to slide out from the bonds, the pendulum will come swinging back and cut you."

jungkook gulped, looking back up at the pendulum as it made it's agonizingly slow, taunting swings across the room. the edge of the sharpened blade glittered, and jungkook realized that it had sunk even lower since the last time he had looked at it. 

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