Dystopia (read desc)

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Jungkook burst awake from his deep sleep, eyes shooting around the unfamiliar room. The first thing he noticed was the sweltering heat, the unbearable temperature explaining why he was completely drenched in sweat. He attempted to stand from the stained bed he was lying on, but couldn't even work up the energy to sit up for much longer than half a minute.

The last thing he remembered was his three-day journey across the blistering-hot terrain with no food or water. He had escaped from his old colony with which he had been staying with for the past two years in hopes of finding the rumored Bangtan Colony.

Ever since the world went to shit, there had been stories of this haven. According to the tales, a group of six men assembled long before the sickness and the heat and built their own colony, accepting anyone who could find them into their populace.

Jungkook was one of the only few from his home colony that believed the story. It was a long shot, but it had enough truth in his mind to motivate him to travel across the scorched land in hopes of finding it.

He looked around the room once more, noticing the professional nature of it. There were shelves layered with various first aid items, the countertops sporting everything from bandaids to surgical tools.

The young man opened his mouth to call out, but found his throat too dry to produce any noise. He continued to unnecessarily strain his vocal chords until giving in, letting himself wallow in the ache he felt across his muscles.

Suddenly, the sound of several locks being turned and the door opening was heard. Jungkook's head shot toward the source of the noise, being met with a tall, dark-haired man in a perfectly clean white shirt.

"You're awake!" The man exclaimed with a smile. "For a minute I thought I was going to have to give in to Yoongi and-" He was cut off by a loud cough, followed by a wince. As if on cue, he picked up a metal cup that Jungkook had noticed him bring him, handing it to the boy

Jungkook took down big gulps of the water without hesitation, downing the whole thing in a matter of seconds. "Thank you," he croaked out. "Where am I and how did I get here?"

The unknown man's smile reappeared. "You're at Bangtan Colony," he said proudly. "Yoongi and Jimin found you passed out while scavenging. One more hour out there and you would have been dead."

"How long has it been?" Jungkook asked, slowly taking the information in. The only thought that he could focus on was one that repeated in his head: I did it!

"Four days." Jungkook choked on air, which sent him into another coughing fit. "The heat on top of the lack of food or water kept you out for a while. Can I ask your name?"

After recovering from his cough, Jungkook nodded. "I'm Jungkook," he said. "Jeon Jungkook. I came from a dying colony in the Busan area in hopes of finding you guys."

"Well, congratulations!" He clapped his hands together. "Welcome to Bangtan, Jungkook. My name is Jin and I'm the colony's medic. Along with the help of other trained nurses, I take care of any sickness and injuries."

"Jin? As in Seokjin?" He stared in awe as the medic nodded. "You're one of the original six, right?"

"That's correct. I'm surprised you recognized me, though. Most people only even know the names of the other five." He cleared his throat and stepped forward, grabbing a stethoscope from a countertop. "Now that we're aquainted, let's get down to business."

Jungkook was helped to a sitting position, being supported by Jim's arm as he held the device to his chest and back and checked his heart rate. After confirming various other stats, Jungkook was deemed subjectively healthy.