Doppelgänger✔️

Warning

Cold...

Everything was freezing.

The grim taste of bile burns in his throat, coating his tongue as he swallowed dryly.

Taehyung's eyes burst open and shoot up towards the sullen skies when the drop in temperature hits his core, shaking him to uncurl himself from the fetal position.

His shuddered breaths blow against the freezing sands beneath him and it takes him a few seconds to realize that he wasn't in his bed.

He was in the middle of a desert.

He gets up slowly, trembling all over in the useless layers of a tattered hospital gown and shorts.

Taehyung coughed roughly as he straightens himself, spinning around slowly to scan the barren terrain.

Colorless sands extended in every direction, nothing else besides black trees and random patches of grass scattered over the ground.

The skies were gray, streaks of dying clouds dissolving in wisps and replaced by darker ones rolling in to create a hazy cover for the storm brewing miles away.

The dead leafless trunks resembled hands of forgotten corpses reaching for the heavens they only hopelessly wished to experience.

The grass and that seemed to be singed to a crisp, crunching and crumbling under his steps.

Thunder boomed weakly in the distance, lightning cracking and flashing all around him as he shuffled through the sand, his arms clasped around himself protectively.

"Where am I..." Taehyung thinks aloud as he walked aimlessly.

Suddenly the sounds of whispered voices echoed over the horizon.

".....please no!"

" me...fuck it's ME!"

".....jebal hajima!"

"¡Ayuda me!"

Dozens of frantic voices.
Pleading desperately for mercy and help.

Taehyung searches the horizon desperately for the source of the voices but finds only the sifted sound of his heavy steps, his teeth chattering, and his lonesome disappointment.

"......kill it..."

".....break it....."

"........shatter it..."

The voices continued, whooshing past Taehyungs head and blowing the hairs at his nape up as the stormy winds carried their warning in secret.

He turns frantically in every direction the voices pulled him, fear and frustration bringing tears to his eyes.

They grew louder and louder the more Taehyung turned aimlessly, shivering and teeth chattering.

"...the mirrors...stay away from the mirrors..."

another hisses deafeningly, forcing Taehyung to fall to his knees, hands clasped hard over his ears.