I woke up in a barn freezing cold in a pile of hay. I was covered from head to toe in muck and blood. Bile rose in my throat as a recollection of the night before flashed before my eyes. Every single creature and person that had been killed or maimed by my hands.

I couldn't hold it anymore, I started vomiting all over the prickly hay.

"Whatcha doing?" His voice slithered through my mind like an oily snake. The shiver that ran down my spine had me on my knees falling hands first into the vomit filled hay.

"Disgusting..." the voice hissed.

"Wh-where am I?" I groaned wiping the vomit on my already filthy jeans.

"A barn... it would seem." The voice said in a are you serious tone. I stood up on shaky legs walking towards the entrance of the crumbling building.

Light was pouring in through the cracks, dust particles floated through it. The sound of a rodent scurrying made me squeamish with each step.

"Why am I here?" I asked.

"Because your home isn't safe anymore."

Flashes of Jungkook falling to the ground clutching his side flash through my mind causing my knees to buckle. My body shook with grief at the realization that I killed my one true love.

"Really? You're really going to cry over that man..." the voice seethed. Rage boiled through my veins at his words and I screamed.

"GET OUT OF MY FUCKING HEAD!!!!"

I tugged at my hair grinding my teeth. Thinking that that would make the voice go away. Instead a creature appeared before me. Eyes glowing yellow standing at least seven feet tall bearing grayish white teeth at me. It's skin a mixture of hair and slick oil. My stomach turned at the sight of him.

"I'm out your head. Now what?" He was toying with me. He knew I was in no state to fight back, and so the game of cat and mouse began. He wreaked havoc on my body until I passed out from the pain and I was casted into complete bitterly cold darkness.

Kookie baby help me....

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The game of hide and seek was strong in the innermost parts of my mind where you could still feel rays of sunshine.

It's like I'm in a glass jar. The demon has locked me up deep within my mind while he goes on a killing spree. What's worse is... He started with the one I loved most. He plunged the knife deep into his side, and I can still feel the warm wet feeling of Jungkook's blood on my hands.

At night when I think he has gone to sleep or at least when my body isn't moving around I try to get a grip on it once more. But, I haven't been able to.

It's suffocating here... the constant smell of sulfur and that heavy feeling of despair seeps through my veins each passing day. I think I understand what Kookie was saying about Namjoon. Except...

Except... somehow he was stronger than me. I can't even break free to the light.

I'm just a passenger along for the ride. Watching as my life is plummeted into eternal damnation.

"Don't be such a sour puss..." the demon purred.

I cringed at the way he spoke to me.

"Namjoon couldn't see the potential... you on the other hand embraced my torment."

This made me sick to my stomach. I didn't embrace it. How could I? Was it the dreams that made it easier for him to invade my mind and body?

I wasn't sure I just knew I had to find a way to be free from him.

"Time to go play." He cheered moving my body to head out into the cold night air.

"Please don't!" I begged him slamming my hands against the glass jars there had to be a way out of this thing. A way to take my life back.

I heard them before I could see what was happening. Each victim he tore through. Their looks of horror imprinted in my mind's eye forever. Forever they would torment me.

I fell to the bottom of the jar completely hopeless. This must be what bugs feel like when a little kid captures them.
Hopeless....

Every time he kills someone the bottom of this jar fills with a black sludge that vibrates. There is no peace here and I feel hopeless. I wasn't always in this damn thing though.