At the back of his mind, the thought popped up that he was dreaming.

A nightmare.

That's what this was.

His sleep paralysis acting up.

He struggled against an unknown force to wake up, to pull himself back to consciousness.

He grunted.

His eyes flew open.

He was in his room.

He was in their bedroom. He could feel Yoongi's leg against his and Jimin's breath on his neck. He could see their blanket covered forms on the bed or at least the lower halves of them but he couldn't move, he couldn't turn, he couldn't speak.

He was still paralyzed.

But that wasn't the worst.

The figure never faded. She was still crawling up to him, so close that Jungkook could see her terrifying features.

Her mouth turned up into a smile that sent shivers down Jungkook's spine.

• To be continued •