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Monday; December 3, 9:57PM Abandoned Neighborhood
Taehyung's P.O.V
I ran for as long my legs could handle. My throat already drying up, but who cares. This is life or death at hand.
Jennie followed behind, panting and whining from the amount of exercise she's going through.
The only path I could see was an empty road ahead. The street lights shining through the misty fogs. Jisoo yelled for any response; none was given.
It was like the apocalypse or something. A single van beeped in the distance. I tried to locate the ringing but it beeped again, this time closer. "Hello? Is anyone beeping that car?"
"You're Taehyung right?"
I turned and met face-to-face with a well-dressed man. His features are soft. Just like his bright red hair. I guess I shouldn't say that now, it's creepy to touch someone's hair out of the blue.
I dodged his question and quickly asked, "Were you the only who made the beeping noise? And what's with this place anyway?"
He makes a dorky smile and pats my shoulder, "Not even questioning who I am?! Wow, you must be a special one." I can already realize he's an idiot, but, whatever.
"My name's Taeyong, pleasure. No, I wasn't the one making a beeping noise and... this town is pretty much abandoned. Not even sure how you got here anyway."
"What are you doing here then?" Jennie narrowed her eyes. She pulls me back and puffs up.
Taeyong thought to himself, "I go here to... well what do I go here for anyway?" He questioned himself.
His eyes light up when he finally remembers, "Ah yeah that's right! I go here to just mess around with stuff..."
I almost forgot that I don't care about that right now. I pinch myself to keep myself focused. "Alright cool, help me find a way back home." Taeyong quickly agreed and brought Jennie and I to his gray van.
I enter into the passenger seat only to smell the trashiest scent ever. It's an odor I can't even describe. Jennie gags and hesitated to jump into the back seat.
"Holy shit it smells like a rotten corpse or something." She mumbled in disgust as she wipes down all the seats with a disinfecting wipe she brings with her.
Taeyong jumps into the driver seat and turns on his car, the engine rumbling loudly. "I've always wanted to do this. Have you ever seen those movies with the badass drivers?"
I groan in annoyance, "Please! Drive to this location." I show him a scribble pen note on my palm.
Taeyong stops, smiles, and nods, "Got it!"
--------------------------- Namjoon's P.O.V
We tried everything to wake Jiminie up. From throwing water at him to slapping him, with Sope's permission of course.
I hear the bathroom door slam open and fast footsteps down the stairway.
We look behind us to find Jin with vomit all over his shirt and his breathing sped up. "I have an idea on how to wake him up."
I sigh and shake my head, "If you can find some kind of miracle way to wake him up I'll give y-"
Seokjin sprints past me and grabs Jimin's unconcious body by the shoulders. He swings Jimin frantically as he screams nonsense.
"PARK FUCKING JIMIN. WAKE THE FUCK UP BEFORE I FUCKING BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF YOUR ASS. DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD WE'VE BEEN TRYING TO WAKE UP YOUR TIRED ASS?! I HOPE YOU'RE GRATEFUL WHEN YOU WAKE UP OR YOU'LL BE BEGGING ON YOUR KNEES FOR MAMA JIN'S FORGIVENESS." Jin yells, shaking the innocent boy violently.
Finally, Jimin sturs awake, his eyes adjusting to the light. We all stopped what we were doing and ran to Jin and Jimin. Yoongi jumps onto the innocent boy as Hoseok tries to drag him off. The pink-haired boy looks confused as he tried to remember what happened.
"Yoongi? ...Hoseok? Oh gosh! Am I back home already?!" Park yells, scaring the rest of us. I ask him why he's so frustrated.
"Because they have Taehyung! Those thieves still have T-Tae..." He whispers as his memories came pouring in. Tears fall down his face as he begins to sob.
"Do you know where you were dropped off?" I asked. If we have an eye witness we could trace back to where Taehyung could be held. Unfortunately, Jimin shook his head, wiping his tears. "We weren't a-allowed to g-go outside."
I take notes, writing them down quickly when I ask other questions. These were easy questions like, 'where did they make you stay?' and 'how did they treat you there?'
Jiminie couldn't remember much but spoke about what he could. It's the best I could do for now.
"Ngh! I have a headache..." Jimin complains, Hoseok and Yoongi trampling over eachother to get Jimin water.
I worry; If he is ill he won't tell me what I need to know.
After writing down my final note, I ask another question. This time a bit tougher. I ask him if he ever saw famous serial killers in Jeon's residence, he denies all of them.
