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- Lee Minseo's POV -

"Minseo," Minho spoke up. Me, Jungkook, Minho and Mingyu were in the hospital, and had just walked out of Yoongi's room. "Two officers are going to escort you home. They're waiting for you outside. We have to head back to the station now."

"Okay," I sighed in reply. "I'll see you guys around then."
"Yeah," Mingyu smiled.
"See you soon, Kookie~" I smiled at Jungkook and winked before walking off towards the door, just to set his heart at ease a little.

At the exit of the hospital two men in police uniforms were waiting for me. We set off, walking out of the hospital and crossing the road to begin walking along the path. Dusk was settling in, making walking outside that little bit creepier - and the stares I received off people who saw me being escorted by policemen didn't really help.

It was eerily quiet, so me being me, tried to make conversation.
"It's a little cold out, isn't it.." I sighed.
"Yeah, but summer's on its way, so it's only gonna get warmer." Replied one officer. His voice seemed friendly, and when I turned to look at him his smile was warm and caring. The same couldn't be said for his partner, but I guess having a scary-looking person does a good job at keeping people away.

There was a small silence, where I could only hear the sounds of the footprints behind me, accompanied by the sound of breathing, but I carried on talking to avoid it.
"That's true," I smiled. "But I kinda like wrapping up warm in the winter. Being able to snuggle up in your favourite fluffy jumper on the sofa with a mug of steaming hot chocolate in your hands really-" I stopped. Stopped walking. Stopped talking. Stopped breathing.

There were no more footsteps.
No more breathing.

The sound of my pulse was beating deafeningly in my eardrums, making it hard to hear the smallest of sounds. I felt frozen. What do I do? Are they just playing a joke on me? No, they wouldn't do that on duty. So what the hell happened to them?

I turned around, opening my eyes wide to see in the fading light. However, there was no one there to see. I rubbed my eyes, but no one appeared. I tried again, but nothing. I felt a small sting on my arm where I'd pinched myself. Not dreaming.

They've definitely disappeared.

I retraced my steps slowly, seeing an alleyway to my left. Could they be in there? I wandered towards it, fearing the worst. Please, please be okay.

I turned the corner, and took in a gasp of breath at what I saw. There they were. Lying on the floor in the alley. Were they dead? Passed out? I didn't know, nor did I have time to examine.

There was a cold, firm hand on my shoulder, and before I could move there was a cloth in front of my face.
"Don't be scared Minseo." Whispered a familiar voice. "You'll be okay." The intoxicating fumes made their way into my lungs, and I felt my eyes getting heavy. Wait, was that.... Before I could further dwell on the matter I felt myself fall limp, completely blacking out.

The sound of faint voices and the feeling of something cold and heavy around my wrist awoke me. I tried opening my eyes, but a harsh glare of light blinded my eyes making it painful to even attempt opening them.
"Oh, she's waking up." There's that same voice. The same one that I encountered before.

Then it kicked in. I wasn't at home. I'd been taken by someone. I squinted my eyes, allowing myself to see the rustic wooden chair I was sitting in, and the cold around my right wrist was in fact handcuffs. Was this what Yoongi was talking about? Are these the bad men!? Was it really that easy for them!? What are they gonna do!!?