You turned so your back was towards Namjoon and the camera, and dressed into the dry clothes that the man had laid out for you.

Whilst doing the puzzle, the water had filled the room, Namjoon was struggling with his leg as he gulped as much air down his lungs as he physically could with the small space that was left, but you ignored the air and went back down to move the last few pieces and that's when the room started draining and Namjoon pulled you up.

You both changed into the new clothes, sighing with happiness at the warmth and you began to treat his injuries.

The man behind the screens smiled softly as he watched you. "If only," He muttered. "If only you had said yes to me instead of him. We could've all still been friends, you could be safe in my arms right now and nobody would be dead."

"You're sick." Taehyung spat, glaring at the back of the man. "We were all friends, all of us! Yet you killed people that weren't even involved with her. You've scarred her for life just because you weren't half the man I was!"

"Shut up!" He turned, his fist connecting with Taehyung's cheek. "Don't forget you used to enjoy these kind of things, maybe not with our friends but with other people. You got great joy out of stalking people. Does Y/N know you've stalked people before? Sent them death threats?"

"That isn't bad as murdering Jimin and Seokjin!"

"Who said they were truly dead? Get someone who looks alike, mutilate them enough and nobody knows the difference." He smirked. Taehyung's eyes widened.

"You're lying!"

"Am I? Here, I'll call Jimin now." He smirked, calling the man and putting it on loud speaker.

"Park Jimin speaking, who is this?"

"Jimin- You're alive?"

"Yes, I cleared it up with the police. They apologised for getting it wrong." He laughed. "Where have you been to not know this? Under a rock?"

"I wish I was." Taehyung muttered gently.

With that he hung up, smirking at Taehyung. "It looks like your friends are rested up and ready to move on." He leant over and pressed the microphone. "Y/N, Namjoon~ If you can tell me who you think I am, you can walk through the next room without triggering the game. If not, then you'll have to play. So who do you think I am?"

He watched the two talk amongst one another and Taehyung prayed that they got it right.

"I'll tell you now Taehyung~ It's not just him working alone. And the only person who would know I'm here is Namjoon. Y/N has only met me once." The voice shook him to his core. They had no chance of getting it right at this rate.

"Jungkook." You spoke, making eye contact with the camera. "We believe it's Jungkook."

"Close~" The man chuckled down the microphone. "There's two of us working together, yes I am Jungkook. Unfortunately you didn't guess who the other person was. So, I'll be kind. One of you goes through to the next room to wait for the other. The other plays the game. Who will it be?"

Choose.

Will you go through?

Will you send Namjoon through?