Insanity (TAEKOOK)✔️

Chapter Thirteen: Part One

- Kim Taehyung -

    I slowly open my eyes, blinking them slowly as I come to. Laying on my back, I'm staring up at a grey, lightless ceiling. The floor I'm on is cold, hard and feels like rough stone. I hear voices, both the ones of my friends whispering next to me, and in the distance, a loud male voice and some female voices. The man seems confident, but the women that he's speaking with seem distressed and hushed.

    My leg still hurts from the dart, but I fight through the drowsiness and pull myself up into a sitting position... and then am immediately yanked back down into a laying position. I turn in the direction I was pulled and make eye contact with Jimin, who gives me a tight-lipped smile, his eyes jittering fearfully. He puts one finger to his lips, hushing me. I let myself go limp and look very slowly around the room I'm in.

    The rest of the group is laying down, and I can't tell who is sleeping and who isn't. Nobody is moving, lying as still as possible and breathing quietly. We're locked into the room, trapped behind iron bars. On the other side of the bars, a good twenty feet away, is a group of people, in a cold-looking area with several guards behind a desk.

    A tall man, decked out in guns and knives, pacing the room, and four girls our age sitting down and watching him with concern. I switch into hardcore listening mode and focus my attention on them.

    "Dad... are you sure? This doesn't have to happen. It feels unnecessary." One of the female voices says. I recognize it from earlier before passing out, and it's even more familiar now that I'm hearing it while wide awake.

    Kim Jennie?

    "What the hell do you mean, unnecessary?" The tall man speaks sharply, and coldly. I can't see his face, but my money is on this being the Do Kim, the man we came all the way here for. "They killed your uncle. What teenager goes out of their way to kill a teacher? And then they had the nerve to take out dozens, if not more, of my men? They're sick little bastards, and they're going to die, once they're awake enough to suffer. You're the one who tipped me off, Jennie. You should be proud."

    "But..." I hear a few indistinguishable words, and then a very loud clap. One of the girls lets out a yelp – I can't tell who, but the room gets very silent for several moments before I hear noisy boots stomping away, followed by several lighter footsteps.

    Several minutes pass, but I begin to hear movement around me. I wait a moment more, and hear a soft whisper from Namjoon.

    "Okay, guys. Be quiet, we need to figure this out."

    "Please tell me that wasn't Do Kim. Please." Yoongi moans, sounding very panicky. Namjoon gives him a pitiful look and then helps Jin sit up. I prop myself up, still tired and unsure of the situation or where to go from here. We stay silent, as Jimin scoots slowly over to the locked gate, quietly examining the lock.

    He takes longer than normal, but it isn't surprising. They had to have taken precautions more than most, as people generally do when they're trying to keep something in rather than keeping something out. We wait patiently, and after several minutes, he carefully reaches up and begins fidgeting with it, using a couple of bobby pins and a magnet that he always keeps hidden on himself.

    It only takes a few seconds for him to unlock it, releasing a dangerously loud – albeit satisfying – click. He jumps a bit, and we all freeze as we watch for the guards to turn around and look at us. They don't, and after waiting a few moments, Namjoon seems satisfied. He motions for us to make our way out. Jimin follows instruction, slowly pushing open the door and crawling out.