Snowy Night | a BTS Horror Story

Chapter 6: Turned

1:30 AM (5 ½ Hours Till Sunrise)

"Yoongi hyung," he says. "Nam Joon hyung, he's looking at you."

"I know Tae," Suga says. "I know."

In a fraction of a moment, Suga glances from Rap Monster, to Taehyung, to Jongin on the ground behind him, then says "Taehyung, you have to do something for me."

"What is it?"

Very quietly, Suga continues, "I need you to take Xiumin and Jongin and Taemin back to the computer room while Rap Mon is distracted. Ne?"

"But-"

"Don't argue with me, Taehyung. Do what your hyung tells you, now."

Taehyung bites his lower lip when it starts to tremble. "Hyung, that's what Jimin said, too."

"Go," Suga says, then slowly starts walking toward Rap Mon. "Hyung?" He asks cautiously. "Nam Joon hyung? Are you in there?"

Taehyung is stuck in place, watching helplessly until Xiumin taps his shoulder.

"Come on," Xiumin says. He starts to pull Taehyung along with him, Taemin in tow carrying Jongin to the best of his ability.

"Nam Joon hyung," Suga starts. "Everything's okay now, ne?" He spares a look in Taehyung's direction- they're knocking on the computer room door. He looks back at Rap Mon and takes one more step closer. "...Can you say anything at all, hyung?"

Rap Mon lunges and grabs Suga by the throat.

"Hyung!" Taehyung breaks free of Xiumin's grip and goes barreling toward Suga.

"Wait, Taehyung!" Xiumin calls.

Taehyung jumps on Rap Mon from behind and tries to pull him off of Suga. Rap Mon runs backward into the wall, crushing Taehyung and dragging Suga along.

"Taehyung," Suga strains. "Stop. Go, go back...stop."

Taehyung's head is pulsing like a drum. The bright lights disorient him further. "Yoongi hyung," he moans as someone shouts something about reflections and a door slams somewhere in the back hall. "Hyung."

"Taehyung!" Xiumin calls again. "Get over here! Now! I can't hold the door open any longer!"

"Wait, what?" Taehyung fumbles. Suddenly Xiumin curses and another door slams, then there's only silence.

A low growl resonates throughout the room, originating from the front hall. The sound brings Taehyung to his feet again, and he looks around, seeing only Baekhyun leering at him from the other side of the room

Reflections...

Taehyung looks right and left and then notices movement in the reflection of the room on the windows. Thin lips, like Suga said, but as big as a tiger's, like Taemin said. And they're trotting along as though attached to the hulking figure that Taemin described. Only one more detail- an ear-to-ear grin reveals rows of green and pink fangs sharpened to a polished glow. And it's coming toward him.

He wastes too much time and a massive, blunt force like a huge paw clobbers Taehyung's shoulder. The impact sends Taehyung flying across the room, over the couch, smacking into the floor and rolling a distance. He dizzily struggles to his feet and makes a break for the computer room, glancing over his shoulder at the rapidly approaching reflection. He looks forward again only to find Baekhyun blocking the door. His shoes screech on the wood floor as he redirects his speed toward the front hall, bolting for the first floor bathroom. If the second floor bathroom kept Jungkook safe, maybe this one can keep Taehyung safe.

Coming to a hurried halt in front of the bathroom door, Taehyung gives the handle a twist: locked.

"No, no, no! Please open!" Taehyung begs, twisting the doorknob and tugging as hard as he can.

Another unseen paw slams into Taehyung's torso and knocks him against the opposite wall beside the stairs. He collapses to the ground and rolls out of the way toward the door to the front hall, but feels the shockwave of something crashing onto the floor beside him. Taehyung clambers up and takes the handle of the front hall door. A fresh wave of adrenaline courses through him when the door opens for him. He throws it open all the way and rushes through, slamming it behind him; a dead silence follows.

Taehyung slowly catches his breath, and spares a moment to look at his injuries. They were less blunt force, he realizes, than he thought. A burning sensation spreads throughout his body when he sees the long scratch marks and the blood soaking into his shirt. His head feels light, the floor starts to spin nauseatingly, and he puts a hand on the wall to steady himself.

Taking a few steps forward, broken glass crunches under Taehyung's feet as he wobbles over to the other end of the hall unsteadily. It's then that Taehyung wonders, how are the lights still on?

Looking up, he sees new bulbs in place of the shattered ones on the floor, glowing brightly. And then they start to flicker: off, on, off, on, off, on... off.

The room begins shaking like an earthquake is passing. Taehyung is thrown further off balance, when something drips on him from the ceiling. Before he has the chance to look, the overpowering smell makes him gag: it's the same repulsive sludge that exploded out of the card reader on the front door and from Jungkook's bag. Now it's oozing copiously from the ceiling, dripping down the walls like an encroaching predator.

Taehyung stumbles around, the tremors throwing him against one wall, then the other. Then he takes a wary step back and hears a splash. Although he's seeing it, Taehyung doesn't register what the warm liquid seeping up around his ankles is for another moment.

Blood.

The room tosses Taehyung again, and he falls backward, the blood spattering him and soaking into his clothes. The blood sloshes back and forth constantly with the shaking of the room, but despite that motion, Taehyung picks out a smidge of movement in the hall ahead of him. He instinctively fumbles to crawl backward toward the door that leads to the common room as he watches an unusual splash pattern come closer and closer, like an invisible person walking near, or two people? Or a creature on all fours.

Frantic now, Taehyung fights the disorienting tremors and makes his way to the door, flattening himself up against it. He closes his eyes to shut out some of the input and waits for one of many ways to die: the blood might drown him, the invisible hunter approaching from the other end of the hall might catch him, or-

"Hyung! Hyung help!" Is that... Jungkook?

"Taehyung, please!" And that's J-Hope.

"Taehyung!" Taemin? "If you don't help us now, we're all dead!"

The pleas come without ceasing from the other side of the door, and Taehyung tries to plug his ears to block them out, but that offers no effect whatsoever.

And then something begins throwing itself violently against the door. Taehyung is shaken by each impact, and starts biting his lip to keep from screaming.

And then it all fades.

The ooze.

The tremors.

The blood.

The footsteps.

The screams.

It all fades away.

And one, incredibly soft voice whispers to Taehyung, so close, it could be breathing down his neck:

"Taehyung, open the door." It's Suga. "Open the door, Tae. I just want to talk."