The night was dark, cold and scary. There sat a girl and a boy on a chair. They sat uncomfortably, on a wooden chair. A guy with black hair, waited patiently on a couch. He stared intensely on the two person seated on the wooden chair blindfolded. He sighed.

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(Author's P.O.V)

*EERIE SOUND*

Namjoon grunt due to headaches and dizziness.

"What the?" Namjoon mumbled to himself. He push himself up and stood up from his sitting position. He tried regained his balance, his eyes darted to the wide open door just across the room. He was so curious, that he remembered that he left the door closed after he faint.

Curious about what happened to him earlier. He grasp the roots of his hair and screamed in frustration. His voice bounced like echoes. He kneeled down and tears started to fall from his eyes.

"What is happening?" He said while crouching on the corner, his elbows rested on his knees while his hands cupped around the nape of his neck.

He mourned. Tears fall from his eyes. He pursed his lips to stop himself from crying. But tears continued to fall from his eyes. Sniffed and sobs filled his room, while he was seated on the corner in a fetus position.

Sobbing at the corner of his room, made him feel worst. His room was silent, the air was cold. The night was scary.

---(few hours had passed)---

*scrambling of feet*

Namjoon slowly opened his eyes, he didn't realized that it was already dark outside. And this scrambling of foot just outside his room kept bagging him. A few murmurs were heard outside. He decided to take a sneak peek from the outside.

Namjoon scrambled to his feet and crawled all the way to his door. He listened to a raspy voice that was obviously a man talking, their voices weren't that clear but it can be understood.

"Do you have her?" The man asked. Her? Who? Namjoon asked himself. He pressed his ear at the edge of the door that has a slim gap on it. He slower his breathing. Listening to the murmurs outside.

"Yeah. Do you have the money? By the way where's Louise?" A familiar voice said with a questioning tone. Just across the hall. Namjoon curses under breath, figuring the familiar voice out.

"He's downstairs." The man with a very deep voice said. The opening of the zipper where heard through the walls. Namjoon just silently listening that sounds like a group of males planning suspiciouy on someone with lots of money.

"Okay. The money." The guy with a familiar voice instructed. Namjoon just layer on his stomach listening to the voices.

"Here, you go. Where's the girl." The man said with a serious tone. His heavy shoes tapped on the wooden floor. girl? H-heather?

Namjoon's breath hinched. He stood up from his position and run out of his room, heading to the direction where he heard the voices that was surprisingly just a couple of doors away from his.

He run towards the group that looks like a group of gangsters. He stopped on his track, when he saw Taehyung and Heather seated on a chair blindfolded. He gasped as he saw Yoongi just across the room, behind a tall man.

Namjoon's mouth gape open. "W-what. What are you doing!?" He shouted. "What were you thinking!?" Namjoon yelled stepping closer to Yoongi, yet the tall guy blocked him.

"Yah! Let me through! Old man! That's my friends there! Let them go!" Namjoon yelled right in front of the man. He wasn't that tall for Namjoon to reach. Namjoon's voice raspy due to waking up in an unexpected changes.

"mianhajimanhaeya hae." (a/n:This is the meaning of the Korean word.)
"I'm sorry but I have to." Yoongi said, apologizing.

"Why? What for Yoongi!?" Namjoon stomp his foot on the wooden floor which cause a loud thump. He stepped closer, pushing his way to Yoongi. He glared at Yoongi, ripping the small guy piece by piece. Namjoon knitted his teeth trying to reach for Yoongi's hair.

"Leave him." Yoongi instructed to the tall man that was blocking Namjoon's way. This gives Namjoon the opportunity to grasp Yoongi by his neck.

"You-Monster!" Namjoon yelled at Yoongi's face. Yoongi stayed in his position with a stern face. Namjoon wanted to pull those guy's eyes.

"Take her now." Yoongi instructed, looking up at Namjoon, with apologetic eyes. His eyes suddenly filled with tears. "Miahnae. I just need the money." Yoongi said. Namjoon let go of Yoongi, pushing the guy to the floor. Namjoon run after the man that was carrying Heather down the stairs. Namjoon run, dragging his way down to catch up to the man's pace. But running isn't his thing.

"No! Bring her back! Heather!" Namjoon exclaimed chasing the man. He started panting while trying to level the such-fast pace of the man.

"Why do you need her!" He called out, but they were already gone.

He looked back to see the staffs of the hotel started to panic and one of them started calling the cops for help. Namjoon couldn't do anything but just whimper on the floor.

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(Jimin's P.O.V)

My sister and I were talking all day, I haven't saw Heather came back after that. But then, I heard a couple of feet stomping their way to the stairs. It was weird because, the staffs and other neighbors don't usually have heavy steps while walking up the stairs, because they are respecting the silence around this cheap hotel, that looks like it's going to fall to pieces. The foot works was still on going.

But I just ignored it, thinking it might be a new room owner.

For a few minutes, yelling and shouting were heard outside the room. The shouting startled Zigne and I.

Staring at my sister Zigne. She was shocked.

We decided to go outside to check out what was happening to the chaos just outside the room.

When we got outside Zigne saw a guy tied on a chair. She immediately help the guy and I decided to run down the stairs. There I saw...

Namjoon laying on the floor, tears around his face and sweat all over his body. His body trembling with fear

"W-what happened?" I asked, but no one can hear me.

I stomped my foot against the concrete floor.

"Ugh. Namjoon Hyung!?" A familiar voice was heard upstairs. He run down the stairs, his brown hair messy and his clothes wet from sweat. Zigne following behind.

"They got Heather." Namjoon said in a dead serious tone. Standing up from his sitting position, dusting himself.

I was shocked at what Namjoon's statement, about Heather being kidnapped. My heart race as I fell to my knees.

Tears started to fall from my eyes. As I felt warm tears started to fall from.my cheeks, it was rare. I always cry good tears.

Silence covered us.

"J-jimin?" A questioning voice asked. I gasped as I heard Namjoon' s voice behind me. Turning around to see a shocked Namjoon.

My eyebrows furrowed. "Y-you can see me?" I stutter through my words. Staring intensely at Namjoon Hyung. I stood up from my kneeled position and walking closer to Namjoon.

"Y-you're dead. I know. But you're h-here?" Namjoon said. Coming closer to me. My eyes started to tear up.

"Hyung~" I whined, walking my way to Namjoon Hyung. I hugged him.

"I've missed you." He sniffed. "But how? How come I can see you?" Namjoon asked. His brows furrowed. Staring intensely on my eyes. I shrugged my shoulders.

"Namjoon Hyung. Who are you talking to? Who is he?" Taehyung asked. Pointing at me. The people are gone, that as expected on their own work.

Namjoon glared at me. His eyes widen in shock. "Y-you can see him?" Namjoon asked his eyes wide with shocked.

"Yeah. Orange haired guy with strips shirt and a blue furry coat. He's weird." Taehyung said. Namjoon hyung.

"This is Park Jimin." Namjoon introduced me.

I smiled.

But how?

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