Retelling the Video

Airplane, Agust D, Joke 11

Rap Monster's Point of View

I woke up when the officer threw my door open and dragged me back to the Doctor's room. The officer left after sitting me on the chair and I started sweating when the doctor came in with his sickly sweet smile. My pulse sped up and it showed on the monitor. The doctor shook his head at him, his smile growing wider.

"Now now, I'm not going to hurt you. Just stay calm and it will all be over soon," he chided me. I gulped and tried to calm my pulse. There was no telling what he would do if I didn't do what he told me to.

My pulse calmed a little and he got the syringe. The liquid was in it again. I closed my eyes and clenched my teeth as he shoved it into my skin and unloaded the liquid into my bloodstream. I started shaking again, and when it subsided the rapping in my head was louder.

The doctor noted the results with a shaking head. "We are going to have to put you into solitary confinement. Your results are not good at all," he said. I just closed my eyes and waited to be dragged to the next place.

They took me to a room behind a dark metal door with a silver handle. There was a window next to the door, looking out and into a white room with nothing in it. There was a big, white metal canister in a corner and trays of medical equipment scattered around the room.

I stood by the window and look into the room. I muttered rap under my breath, unable to keep it in my head anymore. After a few hours had passed, or what I thought was a few hours, activity started up in the white room.

The door opened and some guys walked in with a chair between them. They set it in the middle of the room and plugged a cord into a socket on the wall. The chair was made of metal and had arm restraints on the armrests. A metal bowl thing was on the top of the chair.

I realized what it was after a few seconds. An electric chair. They were classifying me as a disturbance to the others and getting rid of me. I gulped and rapped faster on an impulse I couldn't control.

The men left the white room and the door to the room I was in opened. Tears fell from my eyes as they grabbed me and pulled me into the room. The rapping became choppy and broken as sobs left my mouth. They took my arms out of the straitjacket and strapped me into the chair. I tried pulling my arms out of the metal restraints and failed.

The men smiled savagely and left the room. I saw them reappear behind the window on the wall in front of me. They moved things around for a few minutes before leaving again. The doctor entered, his nauseating smile still plastered on his face.

"You have become a real problem, Kim Namjoon. Or do you prefer Rap Monster. That's what you are you know. A monster who starts fires and blames it on his friend who isn't real being terrified of spiders. You were trying to protect him? Bullshit. That was just an excuse to destroy something.

Did you think you were going to get out of here? Did you think your rich, flight obsessed friend would come back and save you? He is probably back in Gwangju by now, the little freak in the mental institute long forgotten as he plans his next flight.

Well, this wasn't what I came here for. Goodbye you little rapping freak," he said. He was about to push some button when I heard yelling and running footsteps outside.

The door to the room the doctor was in banged open with a loud crash and someone grabbed the doctor by the collar of his white coat and shoved him against the wall. It was J-Hope.

Tears came to my eyes as the woman who had fed me entered the room. She rushed over to me and freed my arms. I wrapped her in a giant hug, tears streaming down my face. J-Hope entered and the rap in my head came to a screeching halt. I pulled him into the hug as well.

"Thank you. Thank you for getting me out, both of you. He almost killed me, I would have died without you," I said.

I sobbed again as the nurse said a small "You're welcome," and left the room. J-Hope grabbed my hand and pulled me out of that room. I heard the nurse yelling my name.

"What is it Miss Nurse," I yelled back.

"I'll tell Taehyung you made it out alive," she yelled to me.

"Thank you Miss. Thank you for feeding me earlier and saving me just now," I yelled back. I didn't hear a reply.

J-Hope signed me out and pulled me into his car. "So, any idea where Agust D might be," he asked.

(A/N: Sorry, I had to rearrange the order that things happened in the video. I tried to avoid it as much as possible, but I had to for this part. Hope you liked it. Please forgive me for having it different from the video. Also, only 5 more parts left. Adios)