Horroria

A Picture Taken (A Person Taken)

"Could I take your picture?" You hear this question out of the blue as you read your book at a coffee shop.

You look up to see an attractive young man.

"Why?" You give an awkward smile.

"I'm doing a project for my college course. I need to take pictures of unexpected beauty."

You perk your eyebrows up, a little offended. "Unexpected beauty?"

"Yeah. Most people can't see the prettiness of someone who's always reading a book. The book covers are always hiding their face." He gives a soft chuckle. "And you're not going to go up to someone and ask if you can see their face."

You blush slightly. "I guess you can take my picture."

The man takes several pictures.

"Jeon Jungkook."

"Han (y/n)."

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"Can I take your picture?" Jungkook lurks away from the shadows.

You back away as much as you can.

You had tape across your mouth and your wrist were bound together by tight, scratchy rope.

Dried blood and dirt covered your face.

"A pretty face like your's should be photographed." Jungkook grabs your chin and makes you look at the Polaroid camera he had in one hand.

The pictures comes out, showing you as beat up, dirty, bloody, helpless woman. Your eyes were wide and full of fear.

"Oh, so pretty. I bet the police would love looking at this photo. Don't worry, I'll send them more."

You shake your head fast.

"What's the matter? Don't you like being here with me?  Don't you like my games?" He lets go of your chin harshly. "You make me happy. I feel euphoria when I'm with you. I'm in my own little utopia when you're with me."

Tears run down your face. Jungkook takes another picture.

"Do you want to leave?"

You nod your head excitedly.

"Well, there's only one way to leave." Your kidnapper points to a door smeared with blood. On the top of the door- in blood- were the letters: U. T. O. P. I. A.

Pictures of other girls were pinned to the wall on either side of the door. You recognized a few of them from the missing people section in the newspaper.

They were past victims. And you were about to become one.

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A/N: So I'm posted this because a lot of seemed to like my little comment. :)

The thing at the top (whatever you call it) is the video I got this idea from.

I just want to thank everybody who thought it was pretty good.

This story is dedicated to you guys. :)

Also, you may have already seen this in the description but this will have random updates.