10. First Contact

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It was dark and he couldn't see anything. Still, he kept walking because he had a purpose. He had to find her. He kept looking around as he walked and he felt chills down his spine. It was also oddly silent, all he could hear was his steps and his breathing.

He didn't know how long he had been walking, but at some point, he heard a noise. It was the noise of metal against the floor, then a low murmur.

He started running and arrived at the end of the hallway. There were now two paths and he didn't know which one to take, so he just stood there, listening in the silence. There was another noise, then a soft cry. It definitely came from his left, and that's the path he took.

As he was running, he saw something in the distance. He ran faster and finally got to her. 

There she was, laying on the cold floor, on her back. She had her eyes closed and there was blood everywhere. Horrified, he hurried by her side and took her in his arms. Why was she so cold?

He heard someone laughing. He looked up and there was a man standing right in front of him, dressed in all black, his purple hair falling over his face.  There was some blood on his cheeks and lips and on both his hands. He was holding a bloody knife. Namjoon recognized the man he'd seen briefly in a busy street of Japan not too long ago. That day when he was waiting for Nari...

Namjoon frowned, then looked down at Nari. Her stomach was dark with blood. He couldn't see any injury, but the blood kept spilling and she wasn't moving. She was getting colder. Namjoon kept on calling her name, but she wasn't reacting. He started crying as he shook her. Meanwhile, the man in black kept laughing.

Namjoon screamed and suddenly stood up.

And that's when he woke up. He was panting and he had sweat all over his body. He ran his hands through his hair and started looking for his phone with panic.  When he found it, he dialed the number very quickly and pressed the call button.

It kept ringing, but there was no answer. He thought he was going to lose his mind right at that moment. He got up and started dressing. Ten minutes later, he was parking in front of her house.

He opened the door and ran inside. He and Jungkook had a copy of her house's keys. They had a copy of each other's house keys. Yes, that's how close they were.

He ran through the stairs and when he got upstairs, he heard a door opening. Jungkook was coming from the second bedroom and gave him a surprised look. He rubbed his hands on his sleepy face and looked at him again, his eyes wide open now.

"Hyung? What the hell-"

"Nari." Namjoon breathed, then walked to her room.

He opened the door and saw her, laying in her bed, sleeping peacefully. He let out a breath he didn't even know he was holding.

It's just a nightmare, it doesn't mean anything.

"Hyung, what's going on?" Jungkook asked as he was closing Nari's bedroom door.

Namjoon pushed him and they went downstairs. They sat in the living room in complete silence for a moment. Jungkook was watching his hyung with a worried expression. He was fully awake now, and he realized that Namjoon looked very pale, and his eyes... There were shadows in there. It had been a while since he saw him like that.

"Hyung..."

Namjoon closed his eyes for a few seconds and the image of Nari's lifeless body covered in blood reappeared in front of him. He swore and stood up. He started pacing in the small living room while Jungkook was waiting patiently for him to say something.

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