Musen 11 ✔

Chapter Three:

Out of breath from it all, the only thing that filled the SUV was the panting that escaped their lips and the little whistle sound that left the driver's mouth. He looked young, at least twenty one.

"Thank you very much, Sir," Sonya broke the silence from her position on Cha Won's lap.

They'd scurried into the Range Rover as the door flew open. They couldn't take the trunk seat at the time so Seokjin and Minho squeezed in front while the rest clambered into the back. There were eight of them so it was a tight squeeze but better than dying, for sure.

Even as they'd settled in the car, no one wanted to take the trunk seat, too scared to be separated so four people sat on the other fours lap. Hoseok with Yoongi, Jimin with Jungkook, Sonya with Cha Won and Namjoon with Taehyung.

The man eyes stayed trained on the rubbish filled road. "My name is Dong-in." He said. "Now, you guys want to tell me what the hell happened back there? How can you be stupid enough to not only walk out unarmed in a gathering of Hosts but also make so much noise? I heard the crash from a mile away!"

"We had no clue there was a virus sir, er, Dong-in," Minho scratched his nose.

"Yeah. We were on a school camping trip when we got attacked. We're the only ones that made it here. We weren't allowed phones and there wasn't even signal so we had no idea what was happening," Namjoon explained the situation to Dong-in who nodded in understanding, shoulders relaxing.

"Alright, it's just good you're safe. I was on my daily rounds for supplies when I heard the crash. I wouldn't even have gone if it wasn't for your screams." Dong-in sighed.

"What even happened to cause all this?" Jungkook asked in a small voice.

Dong-in shook his head. "No one knows. It was all normal until seven days ago. The first case was in the metropolitan. So many people got infected. We have no idea what they are only that they are attracted to sound and the smell of blood and they reproduce by the minute. Half of Seoul is already whatever they are,"

"The government called them Hosts," Cha Won supplied, hands tightened around Minho who sat on his lap.

"Yeah, 'cause that's what they are. Parasite and Host,"

Yoongi was looking out the window but still tuned in to the conversation. The streets were ashy rubbish. Discarded cars, dilapidated buildings, dried blood, smoky skies. It was straight out of a horror movie.

"What about the lockdown?" He turned and asked Dong-in.

Dong-in snorted. "Well, that didn't work. Not a lot of people took it seriously plus the Hosts broke into houses. We haven't heard a thing from the government ever since,"

The car rolled into a canopy, locking it in complete darkness as Dong-in killed the engine.

"We're here," he said as he grabbed his shot gun and hopped out of the car, everyone following suit.

They looked around the darkness, only hearing the footsteps of Dong-in as he walked around an searches for something. Finally, the flick of a switch was heard and light brightened the room revealing what looked to be a garage with a small door at the end.

Dong-in led them to the door, locking it behind him and flicking another switch that turned the light off. They went down a row of stairs and finally arrived in what appeared to be a living room.

"Underground bunker. I was in the military," Dong-in answered their unasked question.

They didn't linger in there, instead making it into another room that was apparently the kitchen. The rooms were small but they were away from the dangers of the world above them so they really couldn't do anything other than be grateful.