INSANE / BTS HORROR

005 Vegetarian Beef Slice

The cafeteria was incredibly loud, and incredibly dirty. It had brown wallpaper, and the tables were set up just like a middle school's.

In the corner, that's where Yoongi and Namjoon sat. Some people sat in groups, and some sat alone.

When the food arrived, it had no smell for some reason. But the looks of it. It looked like mash potatoes, but was watery and a pinkish brown. On the side was a "vegetarian beef slice" which made absolute no sense, it having vegetarian and beef in the same sentence. Namjoon couldn't describe it, but he could call it one thing. Horse shit.

As soon as it sat on the table, Yoongi stared at the food for a couple of seconds, picked up his fork, stabbed the mash potatoes, and began to play with it.
Namjoon would call that weird, but at the same time, doesn't blame him.

Yoongi sighed.
"I want J-hope..."

"J-hope? Do you mean Hoseok?"

"Yeah. I call him J-hope sometimes. He keeps me hopeful. Get it?"

Namjoon nodded. Looking up from his plate, he scanned everyone else in the room. No children, just teenagers and the elder. Mainly the elder.

A specific someone caught his eye. Sitting alone, a man whos tray was pushed far from him after he received it. Namjoon couldn't see his face, but could tell that he was young.

"Who's tha-"

"YOONGI!!"

Someone, none other than Hoseok, yelled across the cafeteria. The servers glared at Jhope, only to receive a half-assed "sorry" from him.

"Oh my god, why are you so loud this late?"

"Yoongi, you won't believe what they did to me! Last night, I left for the bathroom after 8:00 and because of that, they put me in the doctor's office!"

Hoseok seemed to forget about Namjoon's existence, until he noticed three trays on the table.

"The doctor's office?"

"Ugh yes. I'm used to going there, but this time, I was locked in there, tied to a pole, and received so many whips everywhere. Everywhere. Who're you?"

"I'm Namjoon, and you're Hoseok, correct?"

"Woah, fuck yeah that's me. Did you and Yoongi become friends? Wait a minute, you're new here right?"

"Calm your tits, my god," Yoongi groaned.

"Yoongi you can tell me to shut it all you want, but I know that you were wishing that I was here. And here I am."

Before Yoongi could reply, a loud high pitched yell came across the room. Namjoon tried to see who it was, but his eyes immediately landed on the one and only Park Jimin across the room, holding a clipboard.

"It's him," Hoseok said in a low stern voice. Yoongi dropped his fork and looked up, giving all of his attention forward.

More workers stepped into the scene, and then the yelling began again.

"Don't touch me, dammit! Let me go!"

It was the man sitting alone, slowly and torturously being taken away. His legs dangling and arms desperately trying to escape the grip of two guards by the exit.

"Patient #21, this was your third warning. Not eating what you're given is your mistake, I hope you learn soon in that thick head of yours."

That was the voice of Mrs. Sunmi, a step ahead of Mr. Park.

Namjoon perceived all that was happening, especially all the actions that Patient was doing.

The patient glanced at Namjoon for a split second, blankly. But in his eyes were anger and fear, but mainly anger.

"No! No!" He screamed as the doors opened, pain and fear in his tone. It sounded as if he was on the edge of crying.

When the doors shut, the only thing to be heard were the muffles of his cries for help.

Each sound he made hit Namjoon in the chest in a strange way. A strange feeling in his heart.

"What are they gonna do to him?" Namjoon whispered.

"Well, she said a third warning right?" Hoseok spoke.

"Either any physical punishment or a trip to the doctor's lab. Mrs. Sunmi seemed mad, so he'll probably receive a harsher punishment than usual..." Yoongi's voice became faint.

Patient #21, right?