USER_NOT_FOUND ; got7

0.21

bambam opened his eyes.

it was so dark. the dark reminded him of what could have been only hours earlier and he shivered, sitting up off of the cold, hard ground.

he sat there for several seconds, looking around. it was dark, way too dark, and he couldn't see any doors or windows. it was like his worst nightmare.

he glanced over, and spotted his phone sat beside him on the ground. he picked it up, his hands shaking, and peered at the bright screen. it was the chat, still left open.

his phone only had five percent, and he scrolled through looking at the previous chats. his heart nearly stopped when he got to jacks and jin's parts.

were they really dead? were they already gone?

he stood up, brushing the dust off of his pants. his legs shook, his knees banging together over and over again. his heart thumped so loudly in his chest he was sure everyone could hear it.

bambam let out a small shriek as he heard sudden footsteps coming from seemingly nowhere. it was loud, clanging, echoing footsteps, and bambam whipped around the room, his heart thumping against his chest.

the walls. they had talked about people in the walls in the group chat.

his throat tightened with a scream he refused to release as he heard the footsteps nearing. it was his turn. it was his turn to die.

a drop of sweat rolled down his back and he pressed himself flat against the opposite wall of the vent where the footsteps were coming from.

he actually screamed when the vent was kicked open, the metal covering flying out across the room. he covered his face, collapsing down against the wall and crying.

"please, please, i'm so sorry!! please don't kill me pLEASE-"

"woah, woah, calm down", the person replied, his voice surprisingly gentle. bambam shook his head, his face still buried in my hands. he couldn't trust anyone. he was going to die.

"i'm so sorry for whatever i did, just please don't hurt me!"

"dude calm down, i'm not the user."

bambam felt fingers curl around his wrists and jumped to the side, sprawling out on the floor. he stared up at the man in front of him, his eyes wide and red with tears of his own.

"you-you're not..."

"my name is jb."

bambam sat up, hopeful tears brimming in his eyes. he launched himself toward the man and hugged him tightly.

"oh thank god! oh jesus, jb i'm so so happy to see you!"

jb froze under bambam's touch. "uhh, can i ask who you are?"

"it's me. bambam", bambam replied, pulling back. he smiled weakly. despite his fear, seeing jb gave him a reason to do so.

jb launched himself forward, wrapping his arms around bambam once again. "oh my god, oh my fucking god, i'm so happy to see you too."

they sat there hugging for several seconds. bambam buried his face in jb's shoulder, gripping the back of his shirt tightly.

jb pulled back, helping bambam to stand up. "by the way, my real name is jaebum, if you want to call me that."

"oh", bambam said. "my real name is unpronounceable so just call me bambam."

jaebum snorted. then, his face changed and he looked suddenly solemn.

"what's wrong?", bambam asked. jaebum held out his hand.

"cmon, we have to go. i barely got away and he'll probably be here soon."

bambam didn't understand what jaebum was saying, but he took his hand anyway and let the older lead him into the vents.

a/n

changing it up !!!

also btw i h8 writing lowercase but i'm doing it