Amentia - K.NJ.

Twenty-Six

It turned out that we were skipping out on our last stop and taking our off-season. The next morning we had packed up and left to head back to our prime rental land just an hour away from the current grounds. It seemed to go much faster than expected when we packed and left. It might have been because I was busy keeping the kids from getting in the way of dangerous materials and all the moving process.

It was a sunny day as we drove. Namjoon and I had taken the kids in our car, Jinkyong playing with her doll in the back as Insu read one of his books. It wasn't a very long drive, Namjoon holding my hand the entire time. I could feel myself become content for once in the past few days of insanity. It felt good to head back to our main camp out for the winter season.

Once we had arrived, all my worries washed away.

Namjoon had an old friend from when they were younger that managed to get us private ground so we could have our secrecy of everything we did. I had never met said friend. Namjoon didn't seem willing to have us meet. But it was great to have somewhere that we didn't have to worry about publicity of our little operation.

Back when Jinkyong was born a few months before, we had bought the land that we were still using to that day. It was a nice place, about ten minutes out from where any civilization was. It was a large plot of land that was cleared completely and leveled out. Trees stood around the clearing, casting cool shadows with bushes beneath.

Driving in, I could see everything that we needed. Namjoon's friend had set up electricity for us along with plumbing so we didn't have to do all the dirty work. The grass around the place was cut nicely from the landscapers that were held to secrecy about our location. The warm sun above us shone down to warm the earth, but in reality, it was a chilly day with the blue sky hanging overhead.

Once everyone was there, we started to unpack. Jimin and Seokjin were in charge of putting the trailers where they were needed, Taehyung and Hoseok were putting up the tent for practice next season, and Namjoon and Yoongi were organizing that needed to be placed in a specific area. That left me to watch over the kids again, making sure they weren't getting hurt by all the dangerous objects that were lying around.

As I had given the two food for lunch, I couldn't help but think about Jungkook. I was wondering what they had done with him as we moved back to our original grounds. I didn't know if they had left him in his trailer, but that would be dangerous. They couldn't put him in a car either because he could lash out unexpectedly. I was curious, but I also didn't want to know what they did with him.

I still couldn't seem to shake off the horrible face of him trapped in my mind. Whatever Yoongi had done to him was something I would see in my nightmares. Maybe it was because of all the blood and fresh wounds on him, but the thoughts were still haunting along with nightmares. I couldn't seem to get away from them.

I was afraid the kids would find out about his presence soon enough. They would have to know, but with how insane he was, I didn't think it was a good idea. I knew we should have killed him instead of turning him into a monster. It would have made our lives a lot easier, but there was no turning back now. I was just hoping Jungkook would calm down a little before he was introduced to the kids.

As Jinkyong ate her chips and Insu finished his sandwich, I saw Taehyung finishing up the tent from the outside. I could see the exhaustion in his different colored eyes, his translucent skin more pale than usual. His shoulders were slumped while large bags hung under his eyes. It looked as if he would pass out at any given moment. I had a feeling he had been working overtime to help Yoongi with Jungkook.

I felt bad for him. Taehyung had always been so happy and outgoing, but he seemed like he was losing it. A strange feeling in my gut was telling me that something wasn't right. Seeing him like that didn't feel like Taehyung, more of a hollow shell. I wanted to go over and ask him if he was okay, but I felt like he would push away the question and continue on with his work. I was a bit scared for him.