Zombie (Jikook)(COMPLETED)

Chapter 73: Interrupt

"I HAD TO GET REVENGE!!!" Was all that could be heard behind the door as Jimin pushed it open, taking in the unwelcome sight of hateful words being spit out and faces painted red from stress, anger, and much more.

Pushing the heavy door open, Jimin stepped to the side, allowing the others to file in.

Jimin thought, himself having the idea, that if they had brought Jungkook into the room with them, the officials in the room would see the devastating effects on people that the chemicals had caused, and would maybe take this case into their own hands to see what they could do about it, if there really was anything they could do.

Maybe they would just give them a slap on the wrist and tell them to not do it again. To the offenders of the situation, he means.

After the rest of his friends had filed in, causing the many people in the room to look at them in curiosity, Jimin had closed the door behind them, turning back around to face the room infested with officials who didn't given a single care to those in the lower class.

Scanning around the filled room curiously, Jimin had landed his eyes on a stoic looking, muscular and tall man, whose eyes had been gleaming with a ferocious intensity.

Those same eyes he'd laid eyes on had been staring straight back at him, looking as if he was calculating Jimin's every move, and would snap his neck if even a single breath was inhaled wrongly.

After a few more seconds of just plainly eyeing the filled room, Jimin had started to move, gesturing the others to move as well with a flick of his hand.

This was it.

This was going to be the metaphorical crap that hit the fan.

This was going to be the most complex, stress filled day of his life, given that they, Jimin and his friends, would be going against every word that the higher ups had to say and would try to prove the Jungkook was good, whether he be a zombie or not, and also speculate a way to fix the situation.

They would also try to figure out a plan for wiping the area of all the leaking chemicals and rid the big plane of grass of those mindless wanderers.

But Jimin would put up a fight against that part, saying that maybe there was a way they could turn every single one of those skin bags back to actual living, breathing, thinking humans.

"What do we have here?" The stoic looking man questioned, eyes teeming with a angry curiousity.

"We're here to witness the outcome of the situation at hand." Jimin spoke up, nerves and anxiety almost getting the better of him.

But he knew better, seeing as he had his friends, and the person he'd admitted his feelings to, with him.

"Well then, if your here to watch, please have a seat." The tall man said, jerking his head slightly in the direction of a few empty chairs on the side of the room. Jimin's right.

"Yes sir." Jimin responded, quickly going to the empty row of seats, his friends following suit.

As much as Jimin wanted the answer here and now, he knew he would have to wait.

In understanding, Jimin had guided Tae, Minha, and Jungkook to the empty row if seats, earlier pointed out by the powerful looking man that Jimin had responded to.

So they had all taken their respective seats, watching the curious eyes follow them, questioning their every move, and probably their motives for being their.

But, Jimin knew, that once the stoic looking man in the center had taken an interest in Jungkook, that everything would be unravelled from there.

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Sorry for the hiatus guys. I just felt it was necessary to keep the true purpose of the story and plot.

Anyways, the chapters are getting closer to the end, but there are still quite a few to go, so don't worry.

Till the next💜💜