Bad Blood || kth.

Panicked, the crowd ran towards the field in which someone's death was definitely accounted to take place. This North Korean development camp was nothing but hell, maybe even worse. You would be lucky to survive the five years in which you had to stay to learn what was known as the life skills of a typical North Korean citizen.

As the stamped of people ran, I couldn't seem to find the strength in my legs to push myself forward.

"Lee Jisoo! Come on!"

"Taehyung, I can't do it. I can't go there to watch someone die." I pleaded with all my strength for him to listen as tears started to swell up in my eyes. "Taehyung, I'm not ready for this." I whispered a desperate plead and as though he could see the fright in my eyes he took off his red bandana and placed it over my eyes and tied it behind my head.

"You don't have to watch it now, okay?" He whispered into my ear.

Before, I could answer the roaring engine of the camp truck seemed to be rushing towards us from behind and instinctively, Taehyung lifted me onto his back and ran towards the field.

He ran nearer to the back and put me down and ensured I was laying on my back the same as every other inmate surrounding the field. He lay beside me and secretly held my hand to reassure me that I was safe by his side.

My breath came out in short panicked gasps and with one gunshot the whole field went silent...

Start: 8th August 2017
End: Ongoing