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❴WARNING!ー 警告❜
── In this chapter, there will be mentions of gore so if you are easily triggered it may be best to skip the chapter.
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3RD PERSON'S POV
Yoongi laid lifelessly on the cold concrete. His body aching for warmth.
The metal door opened and was shut closed loudly on purpose.
Yoongi fluttered his eyes open confusion and fear filled his body.
The room was dimly lit, making it hard for him to see the guy that just entered.
Yoongi was frozen to his spot when he came closer, he was holding metal chains and a bat.
He was wearing a mask so that Yoongi couldn't see him.
"Hyung, why do you look so pale. is the cat scared hmm?" He used his finger to get a better view of his face, Yoongi hissed and glared at him.
"Aww, so cute. You're really like a kitten."
He grabbed his arms but Yoongi punched him hard. He grabbed his jaw looking at the concrete in disbelief. Yoongi then tried to escape.
Keyword; Tried.
He grabbed him by the hair and banged his head on the wall, leaving him unconscious.
A few moments later Yoongi woke up hanging on chains.
His wrists were turning to blue from the restraints. He can't even feel them anymore.
He looked down and saw the guy sitting on a chair, sitting on his lap was a wooden bat.
"Finally you're awake. I hit your head too hard. My bad," He nonchalantly said.
"So tomorrow is my birthday. I asked every mall in Seoul if they had piñatas but they didn't," He stood up grabbing his bat," So I thought, why not just make my own. Don't you find the idea of piñatas dark?"
Yoongi knew where this was going, him hanging on chains, the masked guy having a bat.
"Beating the shit out of a paper-mache donkey, to break its body let the candies fall out and letting kids grab the candy and eat it?" He pressed a button from the chair he was sitting at earlier; making Yoongi and the chains lower down to his reach.
He looked at his watch, "Would 'ya look at the time. It's 12:00 am! It's my birthday!" He tightly gripped his wooden bat and swung it with full force towards Yoongi's stomach.
Yoongi spat out blood and groaned at the impact.
"Happy birthday to me!" He swung once again but this time hitting his chest.
"Happy birthday to me!" he went to Yoongi's back and swung his bat towards his spine.
Yoongi groaned and begged him to stop as if he didn't hear him; he continued swinging his bat, singing 'Happy Birthday' to himself.
A few minutes later he grew tired and lowered the chains down.
Yoongi was chanting endlessly for him to stop.
"I told you, Hoseok-hyung was ought to kill me. But why didn't you listen?" he grabbed the knife from his pocket and took his mask off.
Yoongi's eyes widened at his face.
"He was going to kill me," He stepped closer. Yoongi wanted to back up but his body wasn't responding any more.
He bent down to his level, and pressed the knife on his pale white neck. He deepened the knife causing it to stab the knife in his neck. Yoongi was in so much pain that he couldn't even feel anything anymore, as if his body was paralyzed.
He continued to push it downward until he moved his knife to the right, cutting his neck.
