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Jungkook slammed his fist onto the door, screaming Eileen's name, but all he could hear was her cry for help.

"Eileen!"
He screamed even louder than before.

The noise suddenly stopped, as the door creaked open. Jungkook gulped as he put one foot forward, walking into the dark house. He tried to navigate with his hands.

"Eileen?!"
He called out again, as he heard sobbing.

Jungkook ran towards the noise, knocking things over in the process. He knelt down beside Eileen, grabbing her face in his hands. Her hand shook as she pointed to the ceiling, and then the door.

"What? What is it?"
He asked, panicking.

"S-she took him."
Eileen cried out.

"Took who?"
Jungkook wiped her tears.

"Jimin, h—he's gone."
She continued to sob.

"Listen to me carefully."
He lifted her chin.

"Who took him?"

"T—the girl in the photo."
Her lips trembled as she pointed
at the old picture frame.

Jungkook slightly narrowed his eyes. He didn't want to make it seem like he was doubting her story, but it seemed unrealistic. Maybe she was just scared.

"What if that bastard
played a prank on you?"

"Jungkook."
She glared at him.

"Okay, okay."
He stood, lifting her up.

"I'll call the police."
Jungkook grabbed the phone.