Jimin's shaky hand reached onto the cold doorknob and with a twitch, it opened. He stepped in stealthily locking the door behind.

After taking care of his business, he moved to the washbasin. He took deep breaths a couple of times, hoping to feel more relaxed, and looked up to the mirror. That was when his eyes grew wide as saucers. He saw his reflection in the mirror. Sounds normal...right?? But it wasn't anything 'normal'.

A shiver ran down his spine when he saw himself in the mirror but not his front side facing him as usual but the...back.

The next moment, 'that Jimin'  in the mirror turned his head to him, twisting it one-eighty degree like its bones and muscles were replaced by jelly.

"ARGHHH!"

And before Jimin could process anything, a horrific figure appeared right behind him. He was holding a piece of glass which he used to rearrange his spoiled face, a thick, long rope tied around his neck. Red blotches could also be seen around it. It looked gruesome as one might imagine.

Jimin was about to scream his lungs out once again when the man strangled him with a rope and dragged him up, his head was about to hit the ceiling as his feet left the contact with the ground. That was when something came written on the mirror in a black liquid, more of a dirtiest and darkest form of blood-

"You're going to die in there."

Jimin was suffocating, his legs kicked out desperately in the mid-air, his hands were gripping firmly onto the rope wrapped around his neck as he tried to remove it. His eyes gleamed magenta as he began to spin around in spiral motion at his position like the Earth revolves around its axis.

But the rope tightened around his neck even more, till to the point it was digging into his skin. Blood started oozing out as he gasped for the air frantically.

Beep. Beep. Beep...one life lost!

The urgency for oxygen felt more apparent than ever. He let out silent screams, his vision became blurry. The magenta shade in his eyes faded as more blood trickled down his neck. Unable to get enough air, he passed out.

Beep. Beep. Beep...two lives lost!

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"Why is Jimin not back yet? It has been a while since he left." Yoongi tapped his shoe on the floor.

"Maybe he has an upset stomach," Jin said, trying to remain calm.

"I'm going to check up on him." Taehyung finally stood up getting restless, as his fist met the hard surface of the table.

"Hm...Be quick!" Yoongi told as he disappeared into the darkness.

Taehyung made his way down the corridor, turning a corner before seeing the washroom.

"Jimin-ah?" he knocked on the door.

There was no response.

"Are you alright?" he knocked again, calling out for him but to no avail.

Then he started banging on the door.

Still receiving no response, he got panicked and rushed to the dining room.

"Hyung! Jimin is not responding nor he's opening the door." Taehyung informed, his forehead was now bathed in sweat.

"What?!"

They stormed to the washroom along with him.

"Jimin, open the door!" Namjoon said as he smacked his hand on the door.

"Get aside," Jungkook spoke in a stern voice.

Seconds later, the door collapsed on the tiled floor with a 'thump' as his eyes now shone steel grey.

"Jimin!!!" They were absolutely staggered as they found him hanging freely from the ceiling.

"Ah! It's too high, I can't reach him." Jungkook said as his hands weren't even touching Jimin's feet.

That was when Namjoon gently closed his eyes and then opened them with a new glow...emerald.

He stretched his arms straight as the green beams of energy emerged out from his palms. And with a strong jerk of his hands, Jimin's body dropped down in Taehyung's arms, almost like a free-fall. The rope untied from his neck, leaving red marks.

"Jimin-ah, Jimin?" Taehyung patted his cheeks. Tears pooled in their eyes when they got no response.

"Bring some water, Hurry!" Hoseok instructed.

Moon turned on the faucet of the basin as she sprinkled few water drops on Jimin's face.

Their hopes rose high when his eyelids made a slow movement. She splashed some more water on his face. Jimin tenderly unfolded his eyes and the first thing that came into his view was their worried faces.

As they straightened him up, his coughs came dry and painful. His neck hurt in agony.

"Why are you all crying?" Jimin asked innocently as if he wasn't aware.

"I'm not gonna die on you."

"Yah! Because you scared us to death!" Hoseok raised his voice as he wiped out his wet cheeks.

Taehyung hugged Jimin as tightly as he was not gonna leave him alone ever again. He massaged his back real slow, and it eased him as much as the honey and fresh outdoor air would do.

Moon placed her palm onto the affected area on Jimin's neck. Her eyes changed ice blue as the thick and jabbed scars on his neck began to heal gradually. It took her only a few seconds and they were completely healed, clean like before as if nothing happened.

All of them walked out of there. They didn't realize when they had arrived at the foot of the grand, ancient spiral staircase which rose in well-measured form, smooth as a torn, burgundy carpet spanned on the top of it, hiding the steps underneath. They stood and peered at the top, wondering when a twisted head person would crawl down and have them for dinner.

They summoned the strength and tiptoed their way up the stairs. Each step they took intensified moaning and creaking as if the steps could collapse at any moment. The carpet squished as they proceed forward.

They walked and walked but the steps did not end. When they thought they had ultimately reached the top, they looked back only to find out that they were again... at the bottom. That meant they didn't progress at all and again came back to where they'd started.

"Let's go this way," Jin suggested.

It seemed pointless to take the stairs, so they followed Jin.

"What happened hyung?" Yoongi inquired as Jin suddenly stopped in his tracks as they entered an unfamiliar, dark, and confined space.

"Shh...see!"

They lifted their heads in the direction where Jin pointed. 

In the corner, a little chair began to rock slowly with an intermittent creak. Soon a silhouette advanced on the wall, a girl in the white frock appeared, almost translucently.

She was holding a brassy blonde-haired doll in her hands and whispering incoherent words.

"Guys, I've got a plan. Listen to me carefully..." Jin proposed the idea in an undertone.

As per his plan, they decided not to disturb anything or its somber rest.

Jin's eyes glistened pearl white as he covered himself with his long cape and became fully invisible.

"Okay! Moon, you come first." Jin said as he wrapped her inside his cape with him. As he expected, they both became invisible. They cautiously moved past the spirit of the girl with the steps as little as possible and crossed the room. He came back after leaving Moon in a safe place.

"Bee, you're up next!"

Jin repeated the same with her and led her outside.

"Now Jimin, come!" he also dropped Jimin guardedly.

He applied the same procedure with the rest of them and escorted them one by one to the other side watchfully. Everything was going smoothly until he and Taehyung tripped over each other's feet and slipped down and the cape exposed them...

Author's Note:

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