Retelling the Video

Airplane, Agust D, Joke 7

Rap Monster's Point of View

The guy led me to a room with other people in it. They all had straitjackets like me and some had facemasks. One guy caught my attention and I walked over and sat by him.

I learned his named was Taehyung and he was in here for ripping a guy's heart out and giving him a new airhole after he saw him beating up his girlfriend. I told him about the store and Jimin and he nodded in understanding, saying the same thing had happened with he and his friend Jin after he got arrested. They had completely ignored Jin and left him behind.

We talked for a while before realizing someone was standing behind Tae. We turned to look at him.

"Hi, I'm J-Hope. Is it okay if I sit here with you guys," he asked when we turned and saw him. We nodded and moved a little so we were both facing him and he sat down in front of us.

"Uhm, hi. I'm Rap Monster. They put me here cause I burned down a store on accident. I was with my friend Jimin and he is terrified of spiders and the thing is as big as his face and I have bad luck and I tend to break things a lot. I'm in an underground rap group thing and my nickname there is the God of Destruction. None of them have visited me yet. Probably cause I was better friends with Jimin and kinda also this weird guy named Agust D. Your turn Tae," I said cheerfully. I was nervous around this new guy. He had this weird aura of over-curiosity surrounding him.

Tae nodded and started talking to the guy. "Hi, I'm Taehyung. They've got me in here cause I attacked this guy who was beating up his girlfriend, except the police think it was unnecessary to rip out his heart with my bare hands and bite his jugular until he was breathing through a new hole in his neck. I think I didn't go far enough. That's why I have the mask on, by the way. Cause I used my teeth on his throat. Sometimes people call me Alien cause apparently rectangles aren't normal shapes for your smile to be in and I talked weird sometimes and weird things I do," he said. He sounded more cheerful than me. He was really happy about protecting that girl, I knew from talking to him earlier.

"Hey, why are you in here? You aren't in a straitjacket," I asked. I had registered that at the back of my mind when I first saw him, before he started talking.

"Ahh, well I'm not actually a patient here. You see I really like flying and I was in the airport and there was a news segment on you and that Agust D guy saying you burned down the store and got sent here and Agust D has gone missing. I got curious and wanted to find Agust D and I figured I would try to get you out of here because you might know where they have him," he explained. I nodded and smiled. He was only here to help Agust and I.

"Oh okay. But you aren't a family member and I haven't been here long enough to get out on good behavior," I said. They had told me only family could get me out, family or good behavior.

"Yeah, I was just going to lie and say we were really good friends. Friends can get you out if none of your family is alive," he said. I nodded again and stayed quiet, thinking about what to do.

People had come and taken Tae back to his room before I looked up at the guy and said, "Okay then. Get me out please. I'll help you find Agust D."

He nodded and left, probably to go talk to the people about getting me out. After he left the guy who had led me from my room came back and took me somewhere else.

He led me to a medical room with metal side tables full of medical equipment. He laid me on a bed with white sheets dotted evenly with tiny black spots. A giant lamp was positioned above me, five large lightbulbs around the edge of it.

He left and a doctor in black pants and a white shirt and coat came in a few minutes later, a stethoscope around his neck with the end that listens to your heart in his left pocket. He leaned over me and opened my left eye more, looking in it to check on stuff for his doctor checklist.

The bed tilted upwards a little, the doctor filling a syringe with clear liquid from a bottle before the bed stopped in a position where I was forced to sit up. He flicked the syringe a few times before turning to me, a sickly sweet smile on his face.

The monitor beside me showed information in yellow pixels and I found myself focusing on the soft beeps and the needle in the doctor's hand. He pierced my skin with the needle and put whatever was in it into my bloodstream. He took it out and used another needle to take blood from me.

I felt myself start to shake as the liquid did something, the doctor calmly taking notes off to the side and looking at me with that sickly sweet smile every few seconds.

The shaking I felt subsided and the doctor left. I heard something in my head. When I listened closer, I realized it was some kind of rap. It went on the whole time the doctor was gone, even after that when the other guy came and took me back to my room. The entire way to the place I slept, the rap went on. It was about random stuff, fires and spiders and planes and trains and black and white and aliens and ramen and it just wouldn't stop no matter how much I tried to make it.