Enigma II : Magic Card

/19.1/ Succubus

"I can explain."

"On the count of three, you are gonna open that door and move four steps away to the side."

"The door?" I turned around to the compartment door and back in a trice. "Jungkook." For now, I needed a distraction, "I-" Think of something, Y/N. Use your damn brain!

"I've had enough. I-I can't take it anymore, please let me go, m-my family-"

Confusion swerved an arch of my brow. I stopped huddling further against the door and stood stiff in a rigid defensive pose, fixing my eyes onto his. What was he talking about?

"Your family what?"

"Please let me go!" His fingers were shaking in the grip but the extensor muscles tightened on his arms when he lifted up the pistol from waist level to my neck. I was afraid that even if unintended, any bullet could pass through the barrel of the deadly anytime with all the trembles.

"Hold on, dude." When I looked back at his eyes, which never blinked for once within the while, I began to realize the whole thing.

Sweat beading on my forehead started to cool down, and I regained my posture to stand steadily.

He was sleepwalking.

As I looked again at the pistol in his hand, I thought it must be a very good opportunity, to begin with. At all costs, he mustn't wake up now.

"I'm tired of this. I've done everything as per you have said-I-I wanna go back- I wanna see my parents again-p-please-l-let me go-" He sniffed loudly with no tears gathering around the corners of his eyes. I swiftly slid the door closed and climbed down to the floor, taking a gentle step forward without giving out any sound, "You will see them. Relax. Easy-pheasy..." and whispered further in a tenderly careful voice, "I will just need that first-"

"Two years-two years I have been within your four walls of a prison and never said anything about it. I always followed what you said, let you do what you want- two years long of suffocation, do you even know how it feels!! O-okay...j-just once, I will go back to Busan and see my family just once and I will come back immediately after that-. I swear, for once- w-" In a moment, Jungkook's eyes began to flutter profusely. I hastily pulled up the weight of bookshelf and nestled it back against the wall. Within the moment, as soon as the glassiness began to fade, fear arose in the tint of his eyes.

"Hi." I smiled through my teeth, awkwardly enough like nothing other than sudden collision had happened, "You awake too, Kookie? Uh-" I waved the glass of water before his face as an alibi, "water?"

He let out a louder scream and threw himself backward, thudding on the floor. "Step away! D-don't come any closer!"

"What?" I looked at him warily while focusing my peripheral vision towards the spot the pistol in his hand flew to and landed in a crevice within the dark. Jungkook didn't seem to realize he had something in his hand, his small whines were muffled under his hands, his face distorted to the terrified countenance of an omnivore forth an alligator or predatory shapes. He kept backing towards the other side. Before I could conjecture, the boy stood half straight and sprinted to a nowhere direction.

I stood aghast for a short moment, trying to get a hold on the whole context and decide what to do onward. Even though after the lidless container of unexpected scenes, the rest of the boys seemed to be perfectly drowned in sleep, allowing only the youngest and me to be present as awake in the while.

"Okay. Momo, it's all fine now."

"Y/N!!!" The loud scream almost burst out my eardrums to two pieces, "I told you to not do anything else! You never listen to me! What the frickatty frack was going on?"