Gone To Hell | Seventeen

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RAEJIN'S POV

Finally, I felt like I could sense things around me. I could see where I was. It was the Killing Room. The smoke was gone, as was the screaming and the panicked aura. I tried to sit up, but my body couldn't allow it due to a pain in my abdomen. I moved my eyes to the pained area, but all I could see was my blood covered shirt and dirt all over me. I blinked, then noticed a hand on my shoulder.

"You're okay."

I jerked my head over to see who was talking to me. It was Jaewon, who looked at me like I was a newborn baby or some miracle.

"What the hell happened to me?"

"Can you get up?" A different, familiar voice said. I turned again to find the face of the voice, only to see Wonwoo sitting across the room, holding a cloth on his wound. He looked even more pained than I did, yet he was fine.

Jaewon got to his feet, sticking a hand out to help me. I somehow got to my feet with a lot of assistance.

"Yea, I think I can walk. Someone please tell me, what's going on?"

"This reminds me of when Yoongi and Jikyo got in a wreck and Jikyo couldn't walk on her own." Yet another voice said, a kind of joking tone to it. This one belonged to a figure entering the room. My eyes focused on the figure, and revealed who it was. It was Namjoon. Yoongi's friend that got through to him in the first place, he was alive.

"N-Namjoon?" I stuttered, pushing off of Jaewon to trip toward him. Namjoon came toward me to meet me halfway, hugging me gently.

"Raejin, we need to get going." Jaewon said from behind me. "We've been sitting in here for 5 hours. It's only a matter of time until someone comes down to check for survivors."

"What? What's going on?"

"I'll explain when we get out. I'm going to have to carry you." Jaewon informed me, taking no time to swoop me up in his arms. He started carrying me toward the emergency exit, Namjoon leading the way.

"Wait, but... did anyone get hurt?"

"All of your friends escaped with some of the Civilization spies. Don't worry, no one got hurt from your group except for you and Wonwoo." Namjoon told me, urgent to get us out.

I swiftly turned and viewed behind me into the Killing Room, making sure I didn't recognize any of the dead bodies. Really, not too many people were shot or killed, at least that were still in the room. My eyes scanned around the room, but stopped when they landed on Wonwoo.

"W-We can't leave Wonwoo here." I begged, and Jaewon stopped walking out of the room. "Wonwoo, come on!"

"I can barely stand, Raejin." He said with pain laced in his voice. "I know you don't forgive me, and I'm not a friend to the group anymore."

"We are not letting you here just so Hyunjoon can kill you." I declared. Hearing my determination, Namjoon reentered and helped Wonwoo to his feet, though the look on his face made it clear he didn't want to help him.

We continued on, using the escape route to get out of the dark and horrifying room. I felt like falling asleep, but I wasn't in a necessarily good state to just rest. I was afraid of falling asleep and not waking up, so forced myself to stay awake and watch the walls as we left the building. Finally, I saw the night sky. There were no clouds, just an occasional star.

Now that we were exposed, Jaewon quickened his speed. I couldn't tell where we were going, but I didn't care because I never planned to come back here, not even for my clothes in my room. Soon, I could see the wall of the camp. We were outside of the hell I had been trapped in for nearly a week.