Retelling the Video

Airplane, Agust D, Joke 14

Rap Monster's Point of View

He wasn't at the train station. We didn't know where else to look, so we just drove around town. I started calling J-Hope Hobi, because it was easier than J-Hope all the time and he said he liked it. He called me RM for the same reason I called him Hobi.

I heard a notification go off in my pocket and got really confused. I had changed back into my normal clothes after escaping the institute. I reached into my pocket and found a phone. I turned it on and saw that I had a text from Lucas, a guy in the rap group.

L: a train wrecked a few hours ago over the highway. you should go check it out, the train looked like one of the really old ones from the station. i think some of the guys may have put agust on a train now that i think about it, i overheard them talking a few days ago about it

I showed Hobi and he made a really illegal u-turn and drove the other way. I guess he already knew what highway Lucas was talking about.

It was dark by the time we got there. I looked at the tracks over the highway and saw a hole farther down them. Wrecked cars were everywhere, scattered fires burning cast aside things.

We walked closer to the highway under the hole in the tracks and started yelling out Agust D's name, hoping he would hear and respond. The bridge shook a little and we stopped, trying to keep our balance. When the shaking stopped we walked closer to the area of highway under the hole in the tracks.

A scream ripped from my mouth when I saw the hole in the bridge, and another one when I saw the person hanging onto the metal coming from the edges of the hole. There was blood on their leg and they had a jacket wrapped around the metal. Hobi noticed too and we walked closer, trying not to jar the unstable concrete.

It was Agust D. There was a piece of metal through his left calf, although it was no longer bleeding. His face was grimaced in pain even in his state of unconsciousness.

"What do we do Hobi? We can't just pull him off can we? That'll hurt him more," I said worriedly to Hobi. I was starting to panic.

"Don't worry RM. I think I saw some bolt cutters somewhere. I'll go get them, and then we can cut him free, carry him back to the car, and take him to the hospital. Sound good," he asked. I nodded and kept my eyes on Agust.

Hobi walked off and I waited for what seemed like hours, anxiously watching Agust in case he came loose before Hobi was back. I let put a breath of relief when Hobi returned with bolt cutters.

"Are you strong enough to hold him up when I cut him free," Hobi asked. I nodded. "Okay then. On three. One. Two," he set the bolt cutters on the metal. I put my arms around his legs and arms. "Three!" The bolt cutters closed and snapped through the metal.

I lurched forward a bit from the sudden weight of Agust in my arms no longer supported by the metal. Hobi sat on my back to keep my from falling off the bridge as he cut Agust's black jacket off of him.

He set the cutters aside and pulled up on my shirt. I pulled Agust up with me until I was standing, and then I walked away from the hole with him. Hobi led me back to his car and we drove to the emergency room.

After they took him away we sat in the lobby and waited. They came back after a few hours and said we could visit. We nodded gratefully and stood up to go see the injured rapper.