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Madness surrounds us. There is no order, no calm, just chaos. Where is Yugen during such a time? What are they doing to try and help us?
"I've located where he put all of the bombs," Jungkook states, rushing through his words due to our lack of time, "there's nine of them." There's only eight of us. I grimace at the news, this means even if we can stop the others in time, there's a chance that the last one will go off before we can get to it. There's no time to find volunteers.
"I have high level shields that should contain a majority of the blast. I'll give one to each of you, but as soon as you find the bomb and put a shield around it, I want you to make sure the building is evacuated and you get as far away from the building's radius as quickly as possible," Jungkook firmly instructs us. We all nod our heads in understanding.
"If the last bomb hasn't already gone off and one of us has already finished taking care of our assigned bomb, we should try and take care of that one as quickly as possible," Namjoon suggests. He presses his lips in a tight line. I'm sure he knows that even if the last bomb hadn't already gone off by the time one of us is available to take care of it, it's very likely that it'll go off before we can get a shield around it. Going to the bombs without knowing how much time is left on each one is basically a suicide mission. What choice do we have? I would never be able to sleep again if I left all of these people to die, the sounds of their screams and the fear painted on their faces would haunt me.
I inhale deeply. "Alright, let's do this!"
With no time to waste, we all set off on our separate ways. I ignore the gnawing feeling that it's very much possible that I'll never see the boys again. There's no time to dwell on the possibilities, I only have time to focus on what I can do to create the best possible outcome.
I push past frantic people that are all scrambling to find a way out. My sight is set on nothing but the building I know to hold a bomb. It isn't very tall compared to other buildings on the Main Street of Elysium. It also doesn't have top to bottom windows. Instead, it's made out of brick. It looks older than other buildings, but it still has a certain industrial charm to it. That charm won't last very long if the bomb inside of it goes off.
Despite my aching limbs, due to the initial blast knocking me to the ground, I force my body to its absolute limit. My feet pound onto the pavement as I sprint. My breathing is rough and ragged and it feels as if my chest is going to cave in, but I don't let the feeling slow down my pace.
Right as I burst through the doors of my building, I hear two beeps in our group intercom, signaling that someone is about to speak. "This is J-Hope speaking, your hope, your angel-"
"Hoseok! Report, please," Yoongi interrupts with an annoyed tone.
"Sorry, I was just going to say that I took care of my bomb and I'm about to ditch the place." It's not surprising that Hoseok had already finished, he had the closest building, so he didn't have very far to run.
