𝓨𝓸𝓾, 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓜𝓸𝓸𝓷 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓜𝓮 [ᵗᵃᵉᵍⁱ] ✔️

=TWENTY-THREE=

Yoongi.

Hours passed in that dark room, well I could only assume it was hours because there was no indication of time. But as the door opened, I felt a weird mix of relief but also anxiety.

"Good thing you're awake, the bath is ready" Matt grinned and pulled me up. My hands were still tied behind my back, but my feet weren't tied together anymore.

"What bath?" I asked, more than confused. "Don't tell me you're pulling some joker shit on me, I'm not Harley Quinn!" I quickly said, looking at the man in fear.

"You're watching too many movies kid" he sighed, and at those words, I felt a painful pang in my chest. Taehyung used to say this all the time... Only now I realized how much I missed my friends, all of them, old and new, human or wolf.

He got dragged into a huge storage hall, shelves with old dusty packages lining up endlessly. Okay, so I'm most likely in a secluded industrial area, great.

My eyes widened at the sight before me. A tub, a metallic one, well more like a large basket, filled to the brim with water. We got closer, only now I noticed the amount of crushed ice floating on the surface.

"Wait, wait wait wait, you're not gonna make me sit in there, are you?" I asked, trying to suppress the angst in my voice.

"You will take a nice cold bath and afterward tell us everything, understood?" Matt said and pushed me towards the tub.

"I don't even know what you want from me, how am I supposed to tell you anything??" I almost yelled, but he just scooped me up, I tried to wiggle free but his grip was just too strong. "Stay still!" His voice boomed, a voice which made my inner wolf cower and my body still in an instant.

I looked at him with fear, and only now I noticed his red eyes. I'm in deep shit. He almost threw me into the tub, I gasped at the icy water piercing my skin, almost like a thousand tiny needles piercing every pore of my skin.

"Let me out of here!" I yelled, trying my best to stand up, but my heavy soaked clothes pulling me down into the tub.

"Relax Yoongi" the man just said, before pushing my head underwater. The panic fully settled in now, I tried everything to get back to the surface, but my cuffed hands and his firm grip held me down.

I was slowly going out of air, so I decided to stop writhing around and wasting the oxygen. As I slowly accepted my fate, a strange calmness washed over me. The bath didn't seem cold anymore, no it felt warm and comfortable. That's a sign of hypothermia, great.

The blackness ate its way from my peripheral vision into the middle of the view, slowly letting me sink into a strange state.

As I opened my eyes again, I stood in a forest, it was freezing cold. Snow lay everywhere, a fresh white. I looked around, it was night time. The moon was in its waning phase, making the snow glow and sparkle.

I still wore the clothes I had on me as I got pushed into the tub, and my breath was coming out in tiny clouds. What the fuck? Aren't the best moments of my life supposed to be rewinding right now?

I focused, and the place felt familiar, although I've never seen it. I heard noises in the distance, almost as if there was a war happening. I slowly walked there, the snow below my feet making crunching noises.