It's like that moment...has frozen.
Frozen like an ice cube.
Just for a second. A second of panic, of curiousity, of confusion. A momentary second, like one takes during an argument to rethink something they may have said.
It's ephemereal.
"What do you mean hyung?" Jimin asks, reaching for the paper in Jin's hand. "We're supposed to think that we have to be here? Are you saying that...we're here on purpose?"
"Why would we be here on purpose?" Hoseok wants know. "It doesn't make any sense. Why are we here?"
"This is it," Jin holds up the document, flashing it in front of Hoseok's eyes. "This is why we are here." He flips the page ferociously, exposing the large black letters you have seen everywhere. But this time they were not alone.
This time, they came with an explanation.
You peer closer, trying to read the words written beneath them. But Namjoon who's the nearest, reads them out loud and clear for everyone.
"Birthing an Interspacial Globe for Human Inhabitable Terrain."
The words sink in. You look up at once to see their reaction, to see if they understood. But it just seemed like the more you learnt the more you didn't know. You wait for Namjoon to say something further, like there was and end but all he does is repeat the same thing.
"It's B. I. G. H. I. T . That's what it stands for. Birthing and Interspacial Gl-"
"Yeah but what does it mean?" Yoongi reaches forward, ripping the paper of Namjoon's hand. Instantly, everyone moved towards Yoongi, leaning over his shoulder to read it themselves, something easier done with Yoongi than with Namjoon.
And then you seen. With your own naked eyes, you read and then reread and then read again those words, trying to imprint them into your brain. It felt sort of lacking.
This was the treasure you'd been searching for all along however, it wasn't as rewarding as you'd expected. It wasn't complicated and shiny... It was in fact, even more scientific. You mumble the words underneath your breath.
Yoongi flips open the file, looking through the contents. Sketches fall out, lists, calculations. And pages and pages for writing in neat moth-eaten font. They slip right through the file, tumbling onto the floor. You all immediately scramble to gather them like sweeys fallen from a piñata, but holding them delicately.
You scan over a page explaining what seems to be a very detailed inscription of landscape and technology created to design that landscape. Sick of reading something you cannot comprehend you let it fall turning to see what the others have found.
But as it falls, it flips revealing the back page.
Eight dark lines catch your eyes. You reach back down to pick up the what you'd discarded, turning to the back page.
Your blood goes cold as you automatically glance at the first line.
"Y/N? What's that?" Jin asks concerned. He touches the document but your hands grip it firmly.
"This... These... Th-this, " You stammer staring at the page, unable to speak. "H-here... H-ere..."
You point your finger, touching each line and then following with your eyes from page to person.
Because there, written in simple messy handwriting... Were names.
You follow down the page, spelling out each word.
YOU ARE READING
Last Girl Alive | Bangtan
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