Jimin dialed Jungkook's number in his phone in a hurry, almost missing a digit in the process. Blue and red lights blared in his direction, and reporters thronged from various places. It was an absolute rush for news; not for condolences. Mics were being shoved in the direction of the women's relatives, as they drowned in the waterfall of remorse.

As a stark contrast, the night sky swept the pastel lands with the beautiful aurora that escaped the bright sunshine. But to Jimin's eyes, nothing was beautiful. Everything was hypothetical.

The line rang for a minute, as the beeping sound made him even more impatient. It was almost half past midnight, but to Jimin, time was nothing. He never knew what was day and what was night, but he knew to count every second. Every millisecond mattered in his proffesion. After all, a bullet could whirr past within a second.

"Jello?" Jungkook's answered the call, his voice slurred, indicating that he was half asleep. His words made no sense but Jimin somehow made them coherent.

"I'll send you a location, kook. Come here quickly," Jimin said, ignoring his words.

"Blocation? Foe watch?" Jungkook spoke, his mind still dead at midnight.

"Stop asking questions. Just come here. All I can say that it's an emergency," Jimin fumbled on his words, rubbing his face once.

"Jaykay!" Jungkook shouted through the phone, making Jimin jump on the other line.

"Oggy hyung! I'll scum," Jungkook muttered after shouting for the second time. Jimin, not understanding anything what he was conveying, cut the call.

He opened the message box and typed the location to the younger.

Me
*Insert location*
Come here as soon as possible.

Partner kook
Okkkjjjjkkk hung

Jimin chuckled silently and placed the phone in his pocket, and patiently waited for Jungkook's arrival.

The blue and grey sky seemed to acknowledge it, as it converged with his emotions and blended with the clouds.

-

Jungkook's seemingly annoying caller tune awakened Taehyung who was deep in slumber. Trying to get back to sleep, he laid on his stomach and used the stuffed pillow to block out any noise that screened the vicinity.

Once again, Jungkook's loud shout of embarrassment at half past midnight, woke the man who was trying to get an hour of sleep. He heard muffled shouts emanate from Jungkook's bedroom, with him tumbling upon some wooden boxes and embracing the floor, almost giving away his first kiss to it.

Grunting under his breath, Taehyung got up and groped the first thing that was beside him. His fingers grazed against the files and he turned on the light to take a better look at them.

He was blinded by the bright light, and he creased his brows to adjust himself to the light. Sighing quietly, he scanned the file for quite a while.

The fourth body was not shaped in any significant way, but the fingers were curled up along with the hair. The legs were tied up and the toes were cut of and discarded. Insects laid dead here and there, and Taehyung could almost feel the invisible pain. Scrunching his nose in disgust, he took a look at the next file.

The last pic in the file was placed in such a way that anyone could figure out what it was. The back; pelvis girdle was broken and was bent so as to make it perpendicular to the stomach and body.

This meant two letters.

O and L.

The word he had been anticipating was finally over, but he knew that there was more to come.

Without any information, he knew that another death had taken place almost a hundred miles away.

And this time, it was a women.

It was not just any women. She knew Jimin and Jungkook, but they did not know her.

-

Jungkook hurriedly parked the roaring vehicle beside a car, and dashed off to the crime scene, with the velvety clouds dropping tiny dew drops at dawn. The early sunrise was welcomed with the hue colour blinding the sky along with crows flying past the cottony layers.

"Hyung! Where are you?" Jungkook shouted, while everyone's eyes snapped to him, sending him a glare. Jungkook apologized meekly, with a tiny bow and sprinted to where the elder was standing, gazing at the sky with a blank face.

"Jungkook! Here you are. Why did you take so much time?" Jimin enquired, raising his eyebrows.

"I'm sorry, hyung. I was asleep," Jungkook replied, rubbing the back of his neck while smiling sheepishly.

"It's ok. Now, without wasting time, we should check the body before it gets decomposed or cremated," Jimin said.

"Good idea, hyung." Jungkook said, as the duo made their way through the black mist of dresses that clouded the vicinity with it's remorse and angst. They pushed their way past the millions of people huddled together, with a poignant smile on their faces.

Once they reached a private place, Jimin heaved a sigh of relief and gazed at the crowd often, as if he were anticipating someone's arrival.

After a few minutes or so, a forensic scientist came forward to them, bowing slightly. They reciprocated the same with a slight smile of appreciation.

"Any traces?" Jimin asked eagerly.

"Like the other cases, I'm afraid there's no trace of the killer," he replied, pursing his lips into a thin line.

"Not even one? Damn it,"Jimin punched the air in frustration.

"But, I found some bizzare symbol on her body. To be precise, near her eyes," The forensic scientist muttered.

"What's that?" Jimin questioned.

"Her lower body was completely torn off her pelvic girdle and her vertebrate was separated from her body. The murder is brutal in every way possible. Coming to what I found bizzare, her eyelashes were cut off along with her tongue," he answered to Jimin.

"But what is so peculiar in that?" Jungkook questioned, equally inquisitive as Jimin.

"The eyelashes were placed in such a way to form a star and the tongue was pierced as a star with the help of a razor,"he finished as Jimin continued.

"Basically, every murder is related to constellations and stars."

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Life and death are the same.