"How are we meant to find him!?" Taehyung was getting restless now they'd been looking for any sign of Jimin for over 2 hours now and found nothing. The boys had just about given up hope when a scream of excitement came from the youngest in the group.
"JIMIN'S PHONE! I FOUND JIMIN'S PHONE!"
"So?" J-hope replied.
"Pass it here." Yoongi had lost his patience by now. He hadn't slept and was tired and groggy. It seemed 2 hours of performing then 2 hours of searching for Jimin did that to you.
"There's a note. On the case. It says 'the lost shall return, the sloth shall burn, lies shall be undone,and you shall see what he can become.'
The hell does that mean!?"
"It's a clue idiot." Jin had sneaked up behind the rest of the group from the other side of the room.
"No need to be rude hyung"
"Yoongi. I think me being rude should be the least of your worries right now"
"Why would the person who took Jimin leave clues?" It was Jungkook who spoke, a small frown displayed on his face.
"I don't know Kookie. But it obviously means something."
"What Namjoon hyung?"
"I think this was planned. I mean it you look at it all this way. Jimin received that text the other day telling him to die right? Then this happens with a clue left behind. I've got a good feeling this was planned."
"He's got a point there Jin hyung" J-hope nodded his head at the older as he looked back at the small square of paper attached to Jimin's phone.
"Fine. Let's go home. We'll do some research and see what this means." They all decided to pile out of the now empty room and head back home. "OH! And one more thing. Nobody leaves the house. FOR ANYTHING! I don't want anything to happen to anybody else. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes hyung" the 6 others replied.
"Good. Now get in. We've got a Jimin to find."

"So... Jimin. Have you thought about my offer?" The disembodied voice sounded violently loud to Jimin's ears startling him out of a worried slumber.
"Huh? Oh... I-I don't know. I don't have anything to give"
"Oh Jimin. You do. Don't you want to be happy? To feel alive again?"
"W-well I guess. But how are you gonna do anything?"
"Just watch..."
"Watch what!?" No reply.
"It's gone..." Jimin slowly picked himself off the floor his entire body aching thanks to having to spend the night on the cold hard floor.
A light. A pale ghost appeared in front of him. Slowly morphing from the vague silhouette into a familiar face.
"YOONGI HYUNG!" the figure didn't move. Just stared at Jimin.
"H-hyung? Y-you're scaring me now. P-please stop st-"
"YOU!" 'Yoongi' shouted. A see through hand rose to Jimin's eye level then stopped. "I'm coming Jimin. You and your petty little faults. Why can't you just eat? Huh? Why do you have to make such a scene over every little mistake? You're useless. You're nothing. You know you are"
Then he was gone. The light faded. Jimin day there tears rolling down his soft cheeks.
"Hyung..." the sound was barely a whisper. His throat was dry. His limbs paralysed.
Why? I trusted him. I relied on him. I- I needed him...

Edited by @itz_juzt_Aidan (on Instagram)