Stalker (COMPLETE)

Part 35

He entered the basement.
Where he kept Jungkook prisoned in his so-called dungeon.
Slowly he walked to him and kneeled.
He opened a bottle of water.
He poured it on top of the freshman's head making him conscious.
At the sight of water, Jungkook quickly opened his mouth.
But only a few drops entered.
The torchure.
Jungkook couldn't bare.
"She's moving away."
The man sighed.
Jungkook could barely hear what he said.
He looked at his worsen leg.
Worms were now coming out from it.
Suddenly, he felt his wrist untangled.
The man opened the cuffed.
A deep red line circled Jungkook's wrist.
Some part had his skin tore apart.
Although Jungkook felt free, his wrist stinged.
"It's over. I'll let you go now."
"T-thank you ! I promised I won't tell anyone."
Voices barely even come out from Jungkook's mouth.
The man just sat down against the wall.
He watched Jungkook slide across the floor.
Jungkook moaned in pain when everytime he moved, his wound brushed against the rough floor.
Making the wound more exposed.
As he almost reached the door, he was already out of breath.
Jungkook don't even know if he could make it out there.
To find his way home in this condition.
"Aarghhh!"
He yelped.
He tried holding onto something to stand up.
His bones cracked.
He used one hand to twist open the door knob as his right shoulder was dislocated badly.
The skin turned purple showing internal bleeding.
"Click."
Jungkook heard a sound.
He turned around.
"BANG!"
Gunshot.
Right in his head.
"You wouldn't even last till my front door."
The man stood up.
"You'd tell people about me."
He picked up a scalpel before walking towards Jungkook.
"I'm being nice to end your sufferings."
He picked one of Jungkook's fingers.
He examined his nails.
He used the scalpel and cut the layers of his skin.
Leaving only Jungkook's flesh to be expose.