Waking the Dead

Waking the Dead-01

Ships: Vkook, Namjin, Jihope

Story Contains: Horror, Romance, Mature content

(Parenthesis indicate a vision by Jungkook)

--Dashes indicate a vision by Jin--

Author Noona: Yoongi will not be making an appearance in this story as he is taking a nap....and no one was brave enough to wake him up.

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Taehyung woke suddenly without a sound, hands freezing, eyes wide with fright. He knew this feeling, dreaded it...

It meant one of 'them' was close.

He slowly turned, heart beating so hard and fast it felt like it tried to pound out of his chest, and focused on the corner of his room where a figure stood muttering.

"I didn't know what else to do!" she wailed as she turned quickly, her head wobbling unnaturally.

Tae's breath hitched, a small plume of air appearing on his stuttered exhale as the temperature dropped. 

She moved closer to him.

"I didn't want to!" she screamed, her pale neck pulled and distorted, rope burns dark against her skin. Silent tears tracked down her cheeks.

Taehyung squeezed his eyes closed...

Why did they always come to him?

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Dr. Lee May sat back in her chair as she hung up the phone, steepling her fingers, her sharp black eyes glittering behind her wire frames.

She got them.

She was finally able to get in touch with the last one...Kim Taehyung.

He was the one she really wanted. Tomorrow her plans would finally come to fruition.

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Taehyung felt his body give an involuntary shudder, the cold sliding down his spine. He closed his chocolate brown eyes and counted to three before opening them and turning to the figure across from him. 

The man sat at his dining room table dressed in a tux. He didn't say a word, simply turned mournfully toward Taehyung, the entire right side of his face melted away, in what Tae could only imagine being a horrific fire.

"Are you from the house?" Tae asked calmly.

The other gave a small nod of acknowledgement.

"Are you here to warn me away?"

A small smile spread on the unburned side of the man's face, while the lipless skull stayed eerily motionless.

"Someone I...care about is going to that house...I have to go, I have to protect him." Tae said softly as the figure started fading away.

Tae closed his eyes, clenching his fists, slamming them down on his dining table. "I don't need your warning, I know I'm walking into hell."

Reaching up he pulled a crinkled photo from his pocket and smiled wistfully at the beautiful face looking back at him. "But for him, I would walk through hell."

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Tracing familiar paths, Jungkook easily navigated toward the science building of his University, or more specifically, Dr. Lee's office. He crossed the courtyard, entering the building, taking the stairs two at a time as he reached the auditorium doors. Pushing the butterflies of nerves away at the possibility of seeing 'him' again, he took a deep breath, pushing the door open slowly.