Namjoon slowly opened the trapdoor and came out to find Seokjin shaking inside of his cage. The doctor unlocked the cage for Seokjin to come out, but he just moved further away from him.
He was confused as to what had happened, but he had to leave. His shift was over.
"Are you okay?" He asked Seokjin. The man was shivering, almost as if his sugar level was low. Maybe he was hungry.
"Are you hungry?"
"No." Seokjin instantly replied, causing Namjoon to flinch.
He didn't ask anything else, he let the poor man be.
Seokjin didn't say anything after that, so the man sadly left.
"I know they killed that man right in front of Seokjin. I just know they did it to keep him alerted and afraid. Bastards." Namjoon thought, entering the elevator.
He got inside of his car and sighed. There were so many things running through his mind, that he didn't know what to do except to turn his car on and leave the hospital.
"A lot of interesting things happened tonight, everyone. I'm too tired to even vlog, so I'll keep this conversation short. To summon the whole story up: I snuck into the dark laboratory, put the heavy suit on, which I still I have on, actually." The man realized he had forgotten to remove the suit before leaving. Hopefully no one would notice it went missing for one day.
Sighing, he returned his attention to the highway while blinking heavily to keep his eyes from closing.
"It's currently twelve A.M., almost one o' clock in the morning and I still have an hour left to drive. My life is great, I'm such a responsible doctor." He laughed to himself.
"As I mentioned before, I did manage to sneak into the lab without getting caught. And what a risky thing to do because just as I was putting my suit on, these people entered the lab, so I hid inside of a closet and to my surprise, I found a folder of Seokjin's files. I quietly placed them inside of my suitcase, waiting for those crazy doctors to leave. Instead of leaving, they brought this huge crate. I heard someone screaming from inside of it but I couldn't do anything about it. Just watch. When they left, I went to see Seokjin. He was going crazy in the room. He looked completely different than he normally does: His eyes were darker, his voice was deeper, blood was dripping down his chin and he was very angry. I've never seen him act this aggressive before. He calmed down after a while, or... After he broke my back." Namjoon readjusted himself in his seat, his back was still aching.
"He didn't do this on purpose, and he apologized later on. It was mostly my fault for getting in his way, but I refused to leave him in the condition he was in. The only explanation he gave me was that he was finally fed after months, or years. Weird, but I'm glad he was able to eat. I feel bad for him, those monsters must be feeding him the worst types of food ever. I wouldn't trust them for shit. Sorry for swearing, but it's true." He sighed.
The road was packed with cars, so he had more time to record, waiting for the traffic to move.
"It isn't that dark out, but it's not good to be up this late. I need to get sleep and it's almost one in the morning. I'll try to find a short cut somewhere." He told his camera while making a left turn.
"Guys, when I saw the strange man again, for once I felt less nervous despite the pain I'm currently feeling in my lower back. Seokjin isn't a bad man, his mask doesn't make him look scary. To me, he's just another victim being held hostage in that dungeon they call 'hospital'
You know what's really strange? When I bumped into a nurse, she had blood all over the top of her shirt. She 'claimed' it was nothing out of the norm, but I highly doubt it, considering just how high up the blood was on the lab coat she had on and inside of her regular shirt as well. She was definitely lying. If Seokjin's chin was bleeding and there was blood all over that woman's uniform, then that explains everything. She most likely injured Seokjin and cut his chin, that would be the cause as to why he was so angry as well and why he slapped me when he saw me enter the room. He was afraid of her and tried to defend himself in case I would hurt him as well. Which I wouldn't, that's for sure. Poor man, no wonder he has trust issues." The traffic slowed down, and it started to rain.
Namjoon ended his vlog to ease the stress he had and turned on the radio.
He checked his mirrors, turned his flicker on, making sure no cars were coming his way. There was a car headed towards the man at full speed, but he didn't notice. The car was close to colliding with Namjoon's, fortunately nothing happened.
The man was heavily breathing, he blamed his lack of sleep and the images he had in his mind of the hospital. He made it back home safely with no other incidents occurring.
He felt exhausted, and still shocked. All he remembered was when the person honked their horn as they swerved away from his car. What a night.
"I have to get it together." Namjoon thought as he let the pressure of the shower drain away the bacteria he had on his body. His mind was full of thoughts, but he kept on thinking of the patient.
"Seokjin..." He wondered if he was okay.
What he was doing.
If he was uncomfortable when he slept inside of that dark and cold room. So many questions that he could only answer himself.
"Of course he isn't okay. He's probably sleepless! What human can sleep inside of that freezing room? All he has is that black cape he's always wearing around his hospital gown. There aren't any sheets or pillows in that stale bed." He sighed, relaxing himself in the hot water.
"The doctor I described has all of the traits you have." Seokjin popped into his mind, midway through his shower. A smile appeared slowly on Namjoon's face as he walked out of the bathroom.
"You. I don't want to leave you." He remembered what he said to the man. What he said was and is true: He didn't want to leave him. Seokjin's presence is different than the other patients. Yes, Namjoon does have a connection with all of his patients, and he loves to cure them. But somehow, he doesn't feel the same type of connection he feels towards Seokjin. He feels different with him. It's a good thing.
Before he let his thoughts get the best of him, Namjoon went to sleep.
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