jimin opened the door quickly and entered the room. he could only see blood everywhere, the stiff and lifeless looking bodies of his parents. he went numb and fell, kneeling on the floor between them as he wailed in a sorrow.
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"jungkook" jimin muttered and put his hand in his pocket to find his phone and he thought something.
'who the heck bring their phone when they just want to drink' he then began to run upstairs and picked his phone of the bed and tapped jungkook's contact calling him.
"the person you are trying to reach is not available, please try again--" said the voice through the phone, frustrated jimin ended the call and tried it again.
"for fuck sake please answer it, jeon jungkook", he said at the verge of breaking down.
"hyung!"
at that moment something occurred and smoke suddenly entered the room, jimin covered his nose and saw flames around.
his eyes searched for jungkook everywhere through the thick smoke.
"jungkook! where are you", he yelled.
"jimin, run!" a familiar voice shout from upstairs. The voice belonged to mrs jeon .
'they aren't dead yet, i need to save them! but, i can't escape from the flame' jimin thought.
