A bright light greeted you like a warm blanket. The color was so luminous, that it seemed unhealthy for your eyes to look upon them. You wondered where you were. The last thing that lingered in your memory, was being in Yoongi's arms as he helped you inside to a room where he was hell-bent on bandaging your leg.
Yes! Your leg...
You reached a hand down to your leg to see if the wound was still there. You tried to feel for any cut, or glass, or whatever it was that had unfortunately been lodged in there. But to no avail, there was nothing.
Curious to say that you could still feel a sharp pain, however, there was no wound.
Did you somehow imagine that you got hurt?Why was the pain there without any signs of blood, gashes, or a contusion?
Nothing made sense to you. Nothing made the uneasiness you felt in your chest go away. It only brought upon more questions.
"Where is Yoongi?"
"Why am I here?"
"Why is this happening to me?"
"What happened to the others?"
"Were they really my friends, or did I just dream them up?"
Soon, you heard a loud noise. You turned your head to follow the noise, but realized it was coming right from your pocket. You slid your hand into your pants pocket as your fingertips graze over a phone. You thought that you had lost it, or just forgot it and never charged the damn thing.
You look down at the screen and see a few text messages from Jimin. You open up the conversation and read through them. You frown, tears running down your face as you read them.
"N-no..." Your breathing was shaky. "T-this can't b-be..." You were very confused. Whatever it is you saw about this conversation, you knew it was illogical. It was mad, even.
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[S1]Nothing is What it Seems
Fanfiction[HORROR AU] A group of eight friends decide to take a trip to stay in an old mansion for a getaway. They thought it was going to be fun, until they realized the house is not what it seemed. Evil things lurk around every corner. Will they survive? Wi...