Dread

Chapter 9 - Detective Bangtan

I felt myself being pushed into a chair and felt those soft hands yank my wrist onto the arm rests, locking them in place with rope.

I felt the blind fold being removed and blinked a few times as all seven of those men stood in front of me, I look around a bit and saw that this place looks something like a dance studio, large glass mirrors, open space except for the chair in the middle of room that I'm in and the few chairs.

The same boy that put the blind fold on me leaned forward with his hands on the arm rest right on top of mine.

'What's up with this guy and touching me?'

He stared me dead in the eye and didn't say anything.

"Seokjin, what are you doing?"

My eye contact broke away from the boy that was in front of me and turned to the other male.

He stared back at me awkwardly.

"Why is it staring at me..?"

I tried to speak but of course it was only a groan to them.

"Is it trying to communicate?"

Seokjin asked as he inspected me more.

"You're kidding right? It's dead Seokjin"

"I know that Yoongi, I meant like-"

Seokjin stopped speaking and his eyes widen.

"What? What's wrong?" Namjoon questioned

Seokjin then squatted down in front of me and put his hand out towards my neck.

His hand got closer and I started to get anxious.

His hand soon made contact with my cold skin and then his hand started to go down towards my breast.

"Seokjin?!"

All of the boys looked at Seokjin with shock written all over their faces, Seokjin would never do something like this to a woman especially a dead one.

Seokjin's hand slipped down my shirt and I inhaled my breath as I felt him pull up my silver necklace.

He inspected it and then opened it gently, he looked at the photo of me and my family. Then he looked at the other side that contained a picture of me and husband.

He then look up at me and I stared back at him.

He sighed and got up making the silver necklace come back to my chest.

Seokjin then silently left the room.

Everyone went silent and one by one they left, except for Jimin.

Jimin continued to stare at me as I observed the unfamiliar environment.

He then walked up to me and grabbed my necklaced like the other male, Seokjin, did.

But Jimin ripped it off my neck.

He then got up and turned around about to leave the room.

"Hey! That's mine!"

He stopped, frozen in place.

'Did...did he understand me?'

"...Can you hear me..?"

Jimin slowly turned around and looked at me completely stunned and kind of scared.

He leaned against the large glass mirror right next to him.

"Oh my god"

He just stayed there staring at me.

"How is this possible?"

"Are you a witch?"

He kept asking me questions as he came closer to me until we were inches apart.

"Um..I don't know and no, I am not a witch"

I responded the best I could since it's been a while that I actual spoken real words.

"This- I don't know what to say"

I laughed, "At least you always could speak, I haven't spoken real words for so long."

This is still really weird, he's just talking to me like it's nothing.

"Jimin? Where are you?"

Jimin breath hitched.

I stared at him fearful.

"Are they going to hurt me if they find out?"

I began to rumble out words as I was scared.

"What...no, of course not"

He mumbled words to himself and then quickly said to me before he left.

"Keep this secret, I'm still now sure how the others will react, especially Yoongi..."