His vision cleared slowly.

A storm raging outside could be heard.

Same damp fungus smell and humidity in the air.

Where am I?

Squinting his eyes at the dim light surrounding him, Taehyung grabbed the end of his consciousness pulling him over the boat floating in the waters of oblivion. In front of him, he saw a girl restrained in a chair just like him, tied up in ropes, her head hung low, her long hairs falling forth and covering her face. Visible on her wrists were bruises from the tight restraints. Taehyung felt a wave of discomfort, causing his throat to dry up, and he swallowed hard. An attempt to move left him noticing the insistent pressure of the ropes constricting his movements, prompting a grimace and a grunt of discomfort.

"Ex-excuse me?" Taehyung called to the person forth, his voice super hoarse. Taehyung let out a low grunt, his voice carrying a mix of discomfort and concern, as he called out to the person next to him.

"Excuse me? Where am I? Where are we?" The girl didn't move.

"Well, well well Look who's up so soon?" A voice, somewhat distant yet unmistakably familiar, reached Taehyung's ears. Intrigued, he turned his head, scanning his surroundings. Gradually, a figure emerged, cautiously approaching him, accompanied by another who trailed closely behind.

"Awe poor Baby boy your little Babygirl is still sleeping, must be feeling lonely, Wanna say Hi to your girl? She might say Hi back" The masked figures chuckled loudly.

"M-my... Jiahn?"

"Oh, is that her name?" The masked individual glanced down at the girl, his gloved hand slipping into her hair. With a forceful tug, he yanked her head back, causing her chin to rise and her face to come into view.

"Is it little bitch?" To Taehyung's wonder, the girl restrained before him turned out to be none other than Jiahn, his beloved and the one he cherished the most. His heart skipped a beat as he watched her bruised face, with dried blood staining the corner of her mouth. He felt his heart drop down to the pits of his stomach with all the air being knocked out of his lungs, his heartbeat reaching his ears.

"J-Jiahn?" He mumbled and then he screamed.

"JIAHN"

"LET HER GO YOU SICK BASTARD"

"Oh my, you scared me, oh look I'm shaking under your wrath my Lord, Can I use this pretty little whore of yours to get all warmed up you know~"

"GET YOUR DIRTY HANDS OFF OF HER, I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU IF YOU LAY EVEN A FINGER ON HER, YOU TWAT, FUCKING GET YOUR HANDS OFF" Taehyung screamed his insides out, his skin gaining a slight pink pigment as a result of screaming so roughly.

"Um, No" The masked men chuckled again.

"YOU MOTHER FUC-...." Just as Taehyung was about to react, the second male, with his innocent doe-like eyes, abruptly swung a punch directly at Taehyung's face, interrupting his thoughts.

"YOU SAY SHIT AGAIN BITCH AND YOU WON'T GET TO USE THAT NASTY LITTLE TONGUE OF YOURS AGAIN" The doe-eyed one yelled back.

"No, no he won't, we have his little girlfriend, he wouldn't want to spend all day collecting her chopped-up pieces"

"Poor little creature, stuck between the hounds, Tsk~" Grabbing the girl by the hair, he yanked at them voicing out the words spewing anything but pity.

"LET GO OF HER THIS INSTANCE"

With a chilling intensity, the doe-eyed person swiftly retrieved a gun from the back of his pants and pressed it against the girl's head. Taehyung's heart sank even further, a sense of déjà vu washing over him. His breath caught in his throat as if the air had been sucked out of the room, leaving him gasping for breath.

"SPEAK SLUT, GO ON, SPEAK SHIT AND YOU'LL REGRET OR YOU SHOULD REALLY SPEAK NOW OR ELSE YOU'LL BE LEFT TO COUNT THE NUMBER OF BULLETS I SHOVE IN HER THICK SKULL-"

"NO!!, No please, I-I don't know anything I swear"

"DON'T YOU FUCKING LIE"

"I swear I don't know, please let her go" Taehyung pleaded again while the figure forth kept yanking the girl by her hair while the doe eye one pressed the loaded gun to her head.

"Speak I said" The person with cat-like eyes gritted their teeth and spat out their words, the tension evident even though their voice was muffled by the mask they wore. Their anger simmered beneath the surface, as their words carried a sharp edge, filled with frustration and intensity.

"Please, l-let us go, I don't know anything, I'm telling the truth"

"YOU LIED AND NOW YOU'LL REGRET" The cat-eyed one snatched the gun from the guy with doe eyes and pressed it right in the middle of the girl's forehead. Taehyung didn't remember whether he saw or heard the gunshot, but he felt like he lost her. Drenched in his sweat, the boy woke up with eyes shot open wide.

"JIAHN" The only word that slipped out of his mouth. Taehyung screamed with wobbling lips and tried to get up and run out of the place wherever he was now. As soon as he tried to sit up, a piercing pain shot through his shoulder leaving him hissing with whimpers.

"Hey, Stop Taehyung"

"Let go of me, where's Jiahn, Jiahn???" he screamed yet again, tears rolling down his cheeks fast as the boy sucked in heavy puffs of panic and breath.

"Taehyung, hey it's okay, calm down"

"No, get out of my way"

"Taehyung, listen to me, See I'm here, Look at me, your brother is here, look Jimin is here too" Seokjin tried to calm Taehyung down.

"Hyung where is Jiahn? Where is she? Is she okay? Take me to her please" Shaking uncontrollably, Taehyung locked his gaze onto Seokjin's eyes, his own filled with fear and vulnerability. His lips trembled, betraying his emotional state as he struggled to find stability amidst the turmoil within him. Seokjin looked confused to him, unlike Jimin. He knew whom Taehyung was referring to.

The girl Taehyung likes at his college. But, why is he all of sudden asking about her? A wave of curiosity washed over Jimin's thoughts, as he questioned the connection between this girl and the mysterious circumstances that had unfolded. How could she possibly be linked to all that was happening?

"Hyung where is she?"

"Taehyung you need to rest okay"

"N-no, where is Jiahn? Tell m-me please, she needs me, I need to see her right this fuckin' minute" Taehyung swiftly retorted, his response cutting through the air.

"Taehyung stop fighting please, you need rest-"

"NO, I-I NEED TO SEE HER, WHY ARE YOU ALL STOPPING ME?" Through gritted teeth, Taehyung let out a screech of anguish, tears streaming down his face. With a surge of emotion, he pushed Seokjin away using his uninjured hand and struggled to stand, his movements unsteady as he stumbled forward, nearly losing his balance. However, Seokjin swiftly caught him, preventing him from dropping to the floor, while he signaled Jimin to put the boy to rest with the poison in his hand.

Do it.

Jimin nodded and trudged forth with the uncapped syringe in hand.

"Hyung, we have to hurry, they will hurt her"

"Yes, I'm listening"

"Hyung, she-" Words poised on the edge of Taehyung's tongue died away, silenced by a small but piercing sensation that felt like something had pricked his flesh. His gaze darted around the surroundings, searching for the source of the sensation, only to discover Jimin standing nearby, the syringe in his hand suddenly drawing Taehyung's attention, but the drug kicked in too fast for him to respond. His head fell to the side, while Seokjin and Jimin held him and slowly placed him back onto the soft mattress.

Seokjin sighed. There was a long pause between them as they kept peering down at the sleeping boy.

"It's confusing why would he be taking her name in such a state?" Jimin mumbled his plump lips that always remained pink seemed drained out of blood, eyes still stuck to Taehyung's sleeping face.

"Who so?"

"Jiahn"

"Whose she?"

"A girl at his college that Taehyung likes. But, it seems like she doesn't like him back and things didn't go well between the two" Seokjin looked back at Jimin.

"But I don't understand, why Taehyung kept mumbling her name, how is she related to any of this?"

Seokjin, engrossed in his concern for Taehyung, hadn't previously allowed his gaze to wander, as their main focus rested solely on their distressed friend. However, with Jimin now bringing attention to the question at hand, Seokjin's thoughts were prompted to explore the matter as well. The realization sparked a train of contemplation within Seokjin's mind, urging him to delve deeper into the potential connection between the mysterious girl and the unfolding events.

"I will look into this, don't worry"

Jiahn, Hm.

Seokjin's thoughts swirled around the mysterious name of the stranger, yet his gaze remained fixated on Taehyung, who continued to struggle and whimper, bound within the confines of the lighthouse in his head. This time, however, Taehyung was left alone, left to mourn over a lifeless body whose once vibrant hazel eyes had now faded into darkness. He couldn't shake the realization that these distressing scenes existed only within the realms of his own mind, a haunting illusion of his nightmares.

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