A couple of months ago, Kim Taehyung's family was murdered.
The killer was never seen nor found. In fact, this just caused him to wreak even more havoc to their town by murdering more of its people without guilt.
Yoon Maia has decided that enough is...
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"We need to find him."
"Let's call the police then."
"It takes 24 hours after the report for them to act!" Maia exclaimed. "Jungkook, track him." The youngest nodded and immediately ran to his room.
"Maybe we're overreacting," Jimin said. "Maybe Namjoon went back to his home and overslept. He could've forgotten that we're supposed to have dinner here."
"FOUND HIM!" they heard Jungkook shout. "HE'S AT THE 134340 BLOCK."
Maia gave the boys a knowing look. "See? Who needs the police when you have Jeon Jungkook?"
"How did he end up there?" Taehyung asked as they all quickly grabbed their coats, wallets, and phones.
"I'm not really sure, but we're about to find out."
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The number series 134340 often referred to the round, celestial body named Pluto who was demoted from its planetary status a few years ago, due to not acquiring all the necessary requirements for being an actual planet.
134340 Block was an old warehouse in a less crowded part of Daegu. Just like Pluto, the structure was abandoned, left to collect dust, shelter a few stragglers, and keep a certain Kim Namjoon hidden.
"I hate this area," Jimin muttered as the four of them walked through the line of marked warehouses. All of them used their phones as flashlights to see the numbers on the buildings. "Can't we really just wait for 24 hours to get Namjoon?"
"And give the serial killer the chance to mark Namjoon as his 16th victim? I think not." Maia shook her head. "It all ends here and now."
The wind whistled past the four, causing them to pull on their coats even more. Maia observed their surroundings. Without any light shone on them, certain parts of the area looked awfully spooky. Broken windows with torn curtains made them look like floating apparitions. She could hear every rock being kicked and every leaf being stepped on. Strong winds weirdly sounded like actual melodies. Odd shadows seemed to lurk in every corner.
