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Park Jimin POV

     "Yoongi, where are you?" I asked, running through the darkness. I could hear him calling my name, but I couldn't find him. I followed his sweet voice but I found myself unable to find him. I clawed through the pitch black darkness but couldn't find him. I fell to the ground and tears flowed. I stared at my hands and gripped my hair. Everything started flashing before white. I was alone in a room, lying on a bed. I sat up and looked to find an empty bed next to my own. It looked as if I was in a hospital. "Hello?" I called but nothing. I grabbed a pillow nearby and threw it across the room. I sighed and lied back down. I closed my eyes, but nothing happened. I sat back up and began to walk around the room. A noticed a table with a red apple and picked the apple up. I was about to take a bite when I noticed a door. Still holding the apple I walked over to it and twisted the nob. I entered the next room and saw it was tinted blue and had a bathtub in the middle. I walked over to the tub and saw that the water was pitch black. I placed my hand inside and I felt it pull me in. In a matter of seconds I was back into blackness.

     I woke up in the middle of the woods. I sat up and looked around. the apple was still in my hand and I looked at it. It was red and shiny but for some odd reason I felt the need to keep it with me at all times. I stood up and saw that my clothes had completely dried. I ventured off into the nearby woods trying to see if I could find any sign of life. Everything was dark and made me feel uneasy. I looked around and heard a faint whistle. "Hello?" I called out but there was no reply. It sounded vaguely familiar and suddenly and came out again. This time I followed where the sound was coming from and came across a street. The sun began to set and darkness loomed over me. I began to run to the direction of light, but I just ended up in darkness. I watched the yellow road marks but it wasn't leading anywhere. Out of the blue, I heard a noise of car and bright headlights blinded my eyes. The car came close fast and I didn't have time to move. I hit the car at an extremely fast pace and everything went dark again.

     I looked at the TV as crying was heard in the background. I stood up, and walked to where it was coming from. "Jimin." a voice called, and I realized it was none other than Yoongi's. I walked to where I heard his voice came from, and saw that he wasn't talking to me, or not "me" me. Yoongi was hugging me, but not me. I then realized I was reliving the memory of what really wasn't long ago. I saw the look on Yoongi's face, and it worried me. I mean, he was clearly worried. I frowned, and walked back out of the room. I saw it once, I didn't want to go through it again. I noticed the apple on the counter, and picked it up. "How did it get here?" I asked looking at it. "How did what get here?" a voice said and I turned to look at Yoongi. "This apple." I said but he raised his eyebrows. "What apple?" he asked and I looked at him. "This one." I said showing it to him. "Jimin you're not holding anything." He told me but I shook my head. "It's right here. You must be blind." I said and he shook his head. "I think you need to go to sleep." He said, and I frowned. "I don't need to sleep. I'm not tired." I said and he cupped my face. "Jiminnie, I'm worried about you. Are you going crazy?" He asked and I peered into his dark eyes. Crazy. Am I going crazy? I can't be. "Jimin, answer me." he said and I looked away from him. "I might be." I said before feeling pain erupt through my whole body and collapsing.

     I was motionless and someone ran their fingers through my hair. "Oh god Jimin, stay strong. It won't be much longer." the person said, but I didn't know who it was. My body burned and I was too weak to even open my eyes. I knew that I was lying on the floor, and chains were tight on my wrists, causing the skin to crack. I was lying in my own blood, from previous torture sessions. I was on my side, and my face was covered in blood and grime. The cold temperatures caused a chill to fill my whole body. I hadn't eaten at all and only drank water in very small amounts. I was so weak that all I did was lie on the floor and pass in and out of consciousness. "Jimin please say something. Anything." the person asked, and I noticed that my breathing was extremely shallow. I couldn't form words to say and I couldn't move any of my body. Not even to talk. the person sighed and continued to run his hands through my hair in a comforting way. It was the only thing that soothed me these days, thinking about Yoongi just filled my heart with pain. I almost never could reach him in my dreams, his voice ran in my head but I knew he wasn't actually talking to me.

     "Jimin I know things are bad but it won't be long." the person told me, and I would've smiled at the confidence in his voice if I could. We fell back into silence, and I felt my consciousness start to disappear again. "Oh shit, someone's coming. I have to go Jimin." The person said, and he stopped running his hands through my hair leaving me alone. Being alone only lasted seconds, before someone else came in.

     "Jimin get up." a voice said but I didn't move. "Jesus Christ Jimin, am I going to have to force you up?" They asked, but I once again I didn't move. He walked over and slapped me. When I didn't budge, he plugged my nose and mouth. The sudden lack of air flow suddenly made me cough and he laughed as I jerked up to try and pull him off of me. Pain filled my whole body doing this, and he just kept laughing when he finally let go. My eyes opened and I looked at the floor. I coughed again, but this time blood came up. Fear crept up my body but deep down I wasn't surprised that I was developing a serious illness. "Where should we go today?" He asked, and I just closed my eyes again. he chose my collar bones, and ran his knife deep into my skin. I yelled in pain, and he laughed continuing. I knew it was deep, and felt blood start to come out. I didn't have much more that wasn't cut, bruised or somehow injured at this point. "Ugh, I'm tired. You got out lucky today Jimin." The guard said before wiping off his blade and placing it back into his sheath. then he got up, and last like that. I turned back down and let myself pass back out of consciousness for what seemed to be the millionth time.

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