FORLORN | JIKOOK

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Jeon Jungkook

My eyes were heavy, and it felt as if there was exhaustion pulling on them from underneath. I genuinely wanted to open my eyes and to look forward, but yet the weight was too heavy for me to succeed much. I pressed my fingertips against my closed eyelids, and tried to pull away the feeling engulfing my eyes.

Finally, my eyes slowly opened, and my eyelashes fluttered softly once I lifted my head. I wasn't sure where I was, and wether I was laying down or standing. There was no surface under me, but yet I wasn't falling. I parted my lips, and reached my arms out, but the atmosphere seemed to be pressing against me, and there was nothing for me to grab on to. I wasn't sure if it would have been a good idea to call out so somebody or anything, because it appeared that there was no one there— so what was the point of wasting my breath?

Somehow, what was happening seemed familiar. It felt as if I had experienced this kind of thing before, but how, I wasn't sure. After several moments, my toes pressed against some kind of surface, and I lowered my head at the smooth flooring under me. My eyes widened, and not in surprise, but curiosity. My feet slowly pressed against the surface, my heels finally allowing to sit against the area. I felt unsteady at first, and my body tilted a bit at the sudden feeling of my body weight. I had to step back and press my feet down harder to try to gain balance, which came a few moments later.

I released a heavy sigh, one that was filled with relief at the familiarity with the ground. I was happy to find my feet on a surface, instead of feeling as if I had no control of my movement. Once again, everything was white. There was no other color there except for my hair and skin, along with the small red tints in the middle of my lips that faded into a soft light pink. My eyes turned, and my head slowly lifted up to look above me, but yet everything was plain. I wasn't even sure how far I could walk, but everything surrounding me looked as if it went on forever.

It was then that I squinted my eyes to try to calculate out the length of everything that a figure started to shift together behind me. I lifted my hands and carefully grasped my arms, hoping to bring some sort of comfort to my body. I wasn't sure where I was, or why I was there; and it made my skin prickle with unease. I started to take a step back to turn, but whenever my body moved, I jumped in surprise. I released a quick shriek, and squeezed my arms with my face flushed in shock. I laid eyes on a short black figure, and I took a step back at the sight of it. The body was pitch black, and I couldn't look at the face. There were no eyes, and no mouth. Nothing. It had the outline of everything, but there was nothing there. It was just completely black.

I wasn't even sure if it was a girl or boy, in all honesty.

I furrowed my eyebrows and my eyes stared at it firmly, my gaze searching the figure for some kind of understanding. Whatever was happening wasn't natural, and it made me feel uneasy. I turned my head slowly, and took a small step forward. "Who are you?" I said, my voice echoing. I lifted my head at the repeated sound of my voice, and my eyes searched around quickly. I didn't intend to speak very loudly, but it came out a lot louder than I thought it would.

I slowly turned my eyes back to the figure, and it didn't seem to have changed its position. I parted my lips, and my eyes furrowed at the odd sight of it. It wouldn't move, and didn't answer my question. I wasn't sure if it was because it didn't hear or something, but that didn't seem very likely. "Excuse me?" I said hesitantly, and an echo followed once more. "Did you hear me?" I asked, and I felt the urge to pull my hands towards the figure to try to get it to acknowledge me, but I didn't think of that as too good of an idea. "I asked who you are." I said before slowly lowering my head, and searching the pitch black face of the figure. There was no feminine nor masculine features, because it looked simply plain. I was starting to feel unsure at that point, and was beginning to wonder if I should just walk off.