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The horrible night was planned to start since overpopulation was bringing the country down.
There was more poor people in the streets than there was homes. The government had many polls on what to do, but no one wanted socialism so the government did the only thing they could think of. The Purge.
And that's how our story starts.
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It wasn't long before the purge starts, and there was seven boys locked inside a hospital elevator.
There's was Namjoon, a surgeon on his way to check up on a patient. Jimin and Taehyung who were leaving after checking Taehyung's ankle that he thought he had broken. Jungkook who had just broken up with his crazy girlfriend who pushed herself down the stairs to blame it on him. Yoongi who was just diagnosed with depression. Jin that was a chef in the cafeteria. And Hoseok who had just got done donating blood for the hospital.
The boys were all quiet as they rode the elevator down, but suddenly the elevator made a weird noise before stopping. Namjoon pushes the emergency button, but it wouldn't work.
"What happen?" a blond male asks. He has his arm around another boy with wrapping around his ankle. The boys looked like kids and Namjoon assumed the boy got injured doing something stupid.
"It's not working."
"What? How?" Hoseok asks as he steps closer and pushes the button. Hoseok was skinny and animated as he spoke. His brown hair was hidden under a beanie and his outgoing clothes fitting him well.
"I'm not sure," Namjoon says as he gets his phone out of his doctor coat, "I'll just call-"
suddenly all of the boys have an alarm going off, making them take their phones out. It was an announcement that the new annual purge was starting. All the boys were wide eyed in shock. Everyone kind of thought the whole purge thing was a joke. Was the government really doing this?
"T-This can't be real," Hoseok says as he looks up at the others.
"Of course it is!" Jin speaks up, "I was supposed to be home by now. Safe." Jin was attractive, still in his white chef clothes. Namjoon has heard about him. The nurses always stop by to talk to him when they could.
"You knew when it was going to start?" Namjoon asks.
"No, but i knew it was soon."
"Wait, so people are actually going to kill people?" Jimin asks.
"Yeah."
"That's horrible," Taehyung, a brown haired boy with big eyes says, "My dog is in danger!"
Jimin sighs, "Seriously?"
"We are stuck in an elevator with no weapons during the purge and you are worried about a dog?" A voice speaks up from behind Hoseok. The boys look at Yoongi who was in the corner with his arms crossed, his silver hair a little messy. His eye bags and black circles noticeable on his pale skin.
Taehyung nods, his fluffy hair moving with him, "I love Tannie."
"It is a cute dog," Jimin states.
Namjoon just sighs, checking his apple watch, plopping on the floor, his clipboard clanking next to him.
The rest of the boys decide to sit as well. Namjoon tires to text one of his residents, but there is no reply.
