Wide Awake - The Story Untold | BTS ff

Awake

Silence. No, not entirely, there was a faint beeping sound, pulsing, a bit scary actually.
He tried to move his left arm , it felt strangely unfamiliar.
" Please remain in position during the completion of the cycle"
He stiffened. The voice had spoken directly in his ear, a metallic, unknown female voice.
Reluctantly, he opened his eyes, only to close them again, quickly. A blinding light , hurting him.
He did get a glimpse of something solid above him, he was encaged.....a small whimper escaped from the bottom of his inner self out through his lips. Were they actually lips? They felt sticky, awkward. He wanted to take a deep breath but there didn't seem to be air enough. One more whimper escaped him. He felt anxious.
Where were the others, where was Namjoon? Where was he, himself, he tried to breathe, the air smelled humid and old, he could feel he was close to panic.....he still had his face mask, must get it off!!!
"  Calm down friend, you only have a few minutes left of the cycle, we'll open the lid. I'll dim the lights."

This voice was different, a soft voice, he could hardly understand , the voice spoke in English. But he could relax. When he did, he could hear, very very faintly, movements and whimper around him. "Calm down Jin, we can do this"  he thought it was Namjoons voice, the only one allowed to call him Jin without the "hyung. At least, before.....
But it was all in his head, in his head.......Jin dozed off. In his worried dreams he saw flashlights and heard that horrible noise, the voice of sheer horror, he moved like in pain, trying to fold his long legs.
While he was sleeping, the lid slowly came off and people began moving around him and the other 5 young men, lying still in small containers like Jins.
An arm here, a leg there, slowly twirling and beginning to wake.

The first to really open his eyes and look around was a shorter boy, he had a necklace spelling the word Army and silver rings in his ears. He squeeled facing the light and tried to breathe . His small hand reached for something to hold on to, he waved feebly, from his lips came words, no more than a croaking whisper:
" Hoseok? Tae?"  He sat up in fear seeing the metalcontainers around him, his inside turned and he started to vomit.  A figure dressed in white ran up to his side, supporting him.
                                        
The room was soon filled with the bitter scent of fear and the whining of 6 scared boys, in the hands of strangers trying to calm them down. They reached for each other and finally stood there, vulnerable, barefoot and crying, holding each others hands.
" Please pay attention, we have secured your contamination status, you have been in hibernation for several years and we know you feel nausea and confusion. Once we get you cleaned up and checked, you can acquire some nourishment"  The person speaking to them stood right in front of them, looking sternly at each one. There was something different about him, Taehyung couldn't read him. He was used to that, being able to read faces and eyes. They all looked at Namjoon who translated in a few short sentences. Not that they really needed it, they had improved.  Taehyung rushed pass the unreadable man, holding Jimins hand so hard that he could feel the bones. Both where shaking.

The transportation , you couldn't call it a walk, was a nightmare of dark corridors, strange sounds and strange smells. In the lead was the whitecloaked figure, around them was two women, talking softly and comforting to them. None of them let go of each others hands, they looked like a kindergarten group on an outing. Bare feet against the metal floor, tears dimming their sight, fear squeezing their hearts. And they had began to realize that one was missing - Hoseok. Jimin looked at Yoongi, he was still in a bad state. He was carried by the youngest, Jungkook, carrying him like he was a bird that fell out of the nest.

Yoongi kept repeating, feebly and barely audible " Hoseok, careful Hoseok, please" waving helplessly in the air. Namjoon took the hand, the other hand securely attached to Jin. Jin stumbled and thought the walls were moving, better keep his eyes on Namjoon.