Snowy Night | a BTS Horror Story

Chapter 3: Ambush

12:45 AM (6 ¼ Hours Till Sunrise)

"And you're sure you didn't hear anything, Suga hyung?" Rap Mon asks while Jimin, J-Hope, and Taehyung bandage Jungkook.

"Aniyo," Suga replies. "I didn't hear a thing, or see a thing. As soon as Jin hyung and I got here I went to work and he went upstairs. I didn't even know Jungkook was here."

"And we can't call the hospital because the door is locked and cell coverage is mysteriously gone," Rap Mon gripes. "What about internet?"

"I lost a connection around midnight, I think," Suga says. "Maybe more like 12:10 or 12:15."

"Wait, hyung," Taehyung interrupts, looking up at Rap Mon and Suga as he squeezes ointment out of the tube and rubs it into one of the dozens of scratches on Jungkook's arm. "How did Jungkook text me if he had no reception?" Taehyung takes his phone out of his pocket and hands it to Suga.

"Help?" Suga reads. "Sent at 12:11 AM. Huh."

A silence follows as everyone sets to untangling their own thoughts. Then, the sound of creaking hinges comes from upstairs.

"Jin hyung?" Rap Mon calls, but receives no answer.

Taehyung jumps up. "We should go look upstairs again."

"I'll go with you," Jongin says.

"Me too," Taemin adds.

The threesome head upstairs and try Jin's door. Still locked.

"Let's look around a little more," Taemin says.

Up the stairs and across the balcony they find Jungkook's door just barely ajar. Only a very small child could slip through such a tight space. Taehyung pushes the door open and casts the light of his phone all around the room.

Jungkook's bed is a disheveled mess, with blankets and sheets strewn across the mattress haphazardly. Traces of blood are all over the bedclothes. His pillows are scattered across the room. Jungkook's phone is on the floor beside his bed, and all the soaked things from his backpack have been cleaned and laid out across two towels along the far wall.

"Hey, what's this?" Jongin asks, picking up a shred of fabric from the floor and inspecting it under the light of his cell phone.

"May I see that, sunbaenim?" Taehyung asks. Jongin passes him the fabric and Taehyung recognizes it as part of a shirt Jungkook has—or had. Jungkook doesn't wear it very often though. Silk dress shirts aren't usually his style. He had mostly purchased it for the bright red color.

The lights flicker on and off for a moment, then hold steady.

"Hmm, maybe we lost power, and now it's back?" Taemin suggests.

A blotch of color catches Taehyung's eye. "Look at the door knob," he says, pointing.

Jongin walks over to the door and bends to look at the knob. He stuffs his hands in his pockets uncomfortably and says, "Blood."

"And that's the knob on the side of the door Jungkook would have grabbed if he were trying to get out of here," Taemin says. "So, was he attacked?"

The lights go out again, and the room is drowned in darkness.

Screams explode from the first floor. Jongin and Taemin bolt out of Jungkook's room and out across the balcony, followed by Taehyung, where they hear a door slam. Not wasting a second, they go on to the stairwell and take the stairs four at a time. Taehyung is almost at the bottom when he smacks face first into something hard and falls back onto the stairs.

"Taehyung?" Jongin says. "What happened? Are you okay?"

Taehyung stares at stars for a moment, his head banging like a hammer, and then he responds "Yeah, I'm fine. What did I hit?"

Taemin flashes his phone around until he sees Jimin lying on the floor across from Taehyung. "Ooh, apparently you hit him."

Taehyung tries to stand, but teeters slightly. Jongin takes Taehyung's arm to stabilize him, and asks again "Are you sure you're okay?"

"Mm, ne, I'm alright sunbaenim," Taehyung says, brushing Jongin away with a stuttered "Gomabseubnida."

Jimin dizzily sits upright, clearly disoriented, but alright. So Taehyung stands and goes out into the common room. His phone's light reveals that everyone is gone. Except for Jungkook's blood stains on the couch, there's no trace of BTS or EXO.

Then he almost trips over Rap Mon.

"Hyung? What are you doing on the floor?"

Rap Mon is unconscious, so Taehyung gives him a few shakes until he opens his eyes.

"Hyung," Taehyung starts. "Are you alright?"

Rap Mon nods, lips pressed tight together. Taehyung pulls him to his feet, then asks "What happened?"

Rap Mon says nothing, searching the room with nervous glances.

"Hyung?" Taehyung says. "Nam Joon hyung, what's wrong?"

Jimin calls Taehyung softly, "Tae? Who... who are you talking to?"

"Nam Joon hyung," Taehyung replies, turning toward Jimin and shining the light in that direction so he could see.

Jimin's face is grave. "Taehyung, come here. Now."

"What?"

"Now, Taehyung, now!"

Taehyung starts walking toward Jimin when Rap Mon grabs his arm.

"Ow! Hyung! Hyung that hurts!" Taehyung protests, pulling away as hard as he can but Rap Monster is unmovable. "Hyung, stop! Why aren't you saying anything?"

Rap Mon seizes Taehyung's other arm and smiles soullessly. The smile spreads into a toothy grin, revealing garish alternating green and pink fangs each as long as a finger.

"Taehyung run!"