I stumbled, catching my toe on one of the tables lining the HoH, ring slipping off my middle fingering, clattering to the ground. I dropped to my knees, searching desperately for the tiny band of white gold. Then my ears cleared, and I immediately wished they hadn't. The war-piercing squeals of the Timeline were ringing around the room, echoing off every wall in the building. The oddly silent building.
Thrusk is never silent. I puzzled over that, forgetting my ring for a moment. The alarm had blocked my sense for a moment, but now... something seemed off.
I gathered myself, snatching my ring up off the concrete before me, stuffing it into my pocket, and dashed towards the door leading out of the Hall of Horrors. There was a TV in the next room over, always playing some world news channel. Maybe it'll be there. I flung the door open, skidding into the empty hallway at a break-neck pace, and slid to a full stumbling stop before the screen. It was mostly shattered, as if something had rammed into it, and the entire hall was pockmarked with jagged holes in the sheet rock, debris scattered all over. I paid this no mind, however, for the woman on the screen was talking, and I strained to hear through the static.
"Kidnaped...undergoing investigation... the ARMYs are...disturbing..." I caught onto the ARMY, eyes locking onto the woman's fractured face, hardly realizing I had moved so close to the screen my nose was all but touching it. I titled my head, attempting to read the headline. The words were broken, quite literally, but when I finally managed to piece together meaning, my heart froze mid-beat, and I smothered my scream with a shaking hand. Kidnapped? Taehyung, our Taehyung.. kidnapped?
