[revising] psycho | yoonmin → BOOK 1

二十七 | 上升rise。

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MIN  YOONGI

Jin's last words replayed over and over in Yoongi's mind. Each step he took into the basement, Jin's voice got louder. What had he meant? Was he able to talk to the dead to? Can he see what he sees?

Yoongi had stopped by his room to change earlier, Namjoon didn't seem in a good mood but he was seated at his desk, furiously writing what Yoongi thought could only be lyrics or maybe a death note to Taehyung. He started to worry about how Jimin was holding up under the bed and when he checked, he found him laying back against the wall with his eyes closed. He probably was still tired from the Changing.

Ever since he arrived at Gonjiam, everything has been even more crazy than what the doctors actually think of him. Even as he threw his blood covered clothes into a pile on the floor, he realized that the basement probably holds more secrets than the boys themselves. 

It never occurred to him that he may be trespassing. Nor did the thought of Dr. Ahn or even getting caught by Taehyung scared him. Curiosity got the best of him immediately.

He searched the whole basement only finding an old broom closet and walking into a few spiderwebs but then he found it- a small opening in the wall, like a crawl space. He looked into the depths but his eyes only found darkness. He reached into his back pocket to pull his iPhone out and switch the flashlight on.

It was then did he realize the opening went about two feet back and then a small latch door was in his way.

"Great." He mumbled, crouching down and beginning to shove his scrawny body though. It was moments like this did he enjoy being small and short. He practically army crawled, like dirt on the floor making his palms dusty. He struggled to lift then metal latch, his stomach clenching against the cold ground when he lifted his arm up.

Finally the door clicked open and he slightly pushed on it. It didn't take much for it to swing open and cold, damp air was released from within.

On instinct, Yoongi scrunched his nose. There was a horrible scent that hung in the air. He tried to ignore it and push on. It was unbelievably cold, he breathed out and it instantly turned into a tiny white cloud. He didn't understand exactly why he was crawling deeper into the crawl space, it was like he was drawn to it. Even with the flashlight, the darkness seemed to engulf everything.

The flickered and Yoongi came to a complete stop. His breath hitched in his throat. Suddenly he wanted to go back, the feeling of dread washing over him quickly. Again the light flickered and this time it went out for good. He panicked, fumbling with his phone and pressing the home button but all that showed up was the low battery symbol.

"You have got to be fucking kidding me." He laid his head into his hands with frustration but he realized all he had to do was back up out of the crawl space and he'd be fine.

He let out a deep sigh as he tried to prop himself up to push backwards. The small space was starting to feel way more cramped and Yoongi felt it hard to breath.

With each struggled push, he panicked more and more. A chilling sweat starting to bead against his forehead. He didn't start completely freaking out till he heard the faint whispers echoing in his ears. Not just one voice sounded but many voices all at once. Each one overlapped another making it almost impossible to make out what they were saying. 

Yoongi could hear his heart beating rapidly almost as loud and soon his struggling became useless as he fumbled around to try and block out the noise. It drove him crazy, insane and he gritted his teeth together in agony. The darkness didn't help either, blinding him of his surroundings.

Something cracked in front of him, a sound that filled the darkness and made Yoongi shiver to the core.

'Help me. Save me.' The voices harshly whispered. The cracking sound continued till he felt something cold and jagged touch his cheek, the one that Jin had carefully bandaged. Then the smell hit him- that familiar smell of rotting flesh and decay that made all the memories of that day at school haunt him once again. Yoongi's head was spinning like he was in a dream, he didn't want know what was moaning and groaning, touching and feeling it's way over to him. Whatever it was, continued to stroke his wounded cheek like a worried mother, while the voices inside his head grew more louder with each passing second.

Yoongi wanted to scream but no words could form on his tongue. Only tears found their way out of his tightly closed eyes. He was trapped, his foot finally pressed against the small latch door. It hadn't been closed earlier.

Someone closed it, someone locked it too.

The tears continued to fall, tears Yoongi never noticed form. The crackling of bones erupted again with more dry, raspy groans. This time he felt multiple things touch his sweaty face. Each just as sharp and jagged as the first as they probed into his tender skin.

'HELP ME.' The whispers screamed, Yoongi's head felt like a glass ball, ready to shatter at any given moment.

"Leave me alone!" He finally managed to yell, his throat felt dry as the words escaped. As soon as the words ripped threw the darkness he felt the door open and a hand wrapped around his ankle. He was pulled out, the whispers and crackling subsided almost instantly.

He landed on the basement floor, the eyes struggling to adjust to the light. He searched desperately for who pulled him out, he finally saw Jin standing over him, his own eyes searching him. 

"What were you doing in there?" He bent down,"You okay? You were gone for quite awhile."

"I was..?" Yoongi furrowed his brows, wiping the excess sweat off his forehead. His heart was still pounding in his ears so loud he thought it would burst them. He wondered if Jin could hear it too.

"Almost an hour." Jin stated.

Yoongi blinked at him, that wasn't possible. He had just gotten in there, there was no way he could have been in there that long. How could time had passed so fast?

"I.. I was trapped in there.." Yoongi's gaze fell to the ground. His clothes were damp from sweat and some spots were covered in mud. So much for changing earlier, looks like he would have to change for the second time.

"I know."

Yoongi looked up,"Someone locked me in.."

Jin sighed then, his voice quieter,"I know."

Yoongi held Jin's soft gaze,"So if I ask you if you know who it was... you'd know that too?"

Jin only nodded.

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{a/n}; Jin's special abilities will be revealed in the next chapter~