A Battle of Reality ✓

5

Jimin woke up, quickly standing from the floor. He frantically scanned his eyes around the strange room. A large mirror was in front of him, the floors were nicely wooden, the walls painted white. It was a dark stormy night.

The small one picked up a letter,
"Dance the moves right and you return..?" Jimin read the letter aloud.

The music started, eliciting a gasp from Jimin,
"Troye Sivan..?" Jimin quirked a brow.

As the beat dropped, he felt like he knew the steps, but he was embarrassed to even try, he had been dancing since 8th grade, but he hasn't tried so long.
He looks at his reflection, a large gray shirt and black sweapants, the same shoes as Hoseok.

Jimin raised his hands, randomly dancing the steps that perfectly matched the music, he spun, he stepped, he did this and that until he fell and scraped his arm, the thunder boomed loudly.

He gulped and stood up to try again right when the beat dropped perfectly. Jimin tripped over himself various of times, he was ready to give up.
"This is a nightmare.." Jimin sighed to himself, getting up again.

Jimin took a deep breath, he moved again once the beat dropped, he matched the beat perfectly once again, when he felt like tripping, he jumped to prevent the fall. He stopped once the music faded. He ran to a bathroom, washing off his arm, holding it tightly.

He ran to the phone on the floor and picked it up, a video was paused. He pressed play, the video showed Hoseok dancing to the same song, with a girl. He seemed so happy.

Jimin bit his lip anxiously as the girl entered the room again but with a birthday cake with a candle on it. Jimin widened his eyes, it was the same candle Hoseok had before as a "clue".

Jimin watched as Hoseok's eyes closed solemnly to create a birthday wish. The video had ended there.

"What is your story, Hobi..?" Jimin mumbled to himself, setting his phone down that he had as a clue.
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Jungkook entered the house, quickly grabbing Yoongi. He carried him and went out the door. But it was too late, Jungkook was already falling down into another abyss.
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Jungkook got up, looking around to find himself back where he was, Yoongi was near him.
"I saved him." Jungkook sighed in relief, walking to his wheelchair, sitting down to massage his legs gently.

The energy was always limited in his legs, which was why he had to leave this place, he had to jump off somehow, or someone had to save him. He was desperate to see his friends and Namjoon again.

He wondered if Taehyung really was here.
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