(This is the map of Kim Seokjin's house for reference) A minor change in the map - There will be a long hallway between toilet and wash which leads outside, working as back door.

The sun was setting down more quickly, not wanting to see horrors the future holds. It was deafening silence when the couple had entered the house like crickets, insects, birds have hidden themselves to protect themselves. Both took shaky breath before continuing their way in the hall which was dire and pitch-black. It was unsettling as simple shadows began to in terrifying things. Harmless chairs and curtains seems like spooky entities. They blindly navigate in darkness, bumping with objects and each other, barefooted, leaving the shoes outside to minimize the sound their footsteps as much as they can. Yoongi clasp his lips tightly when he stubble his toe on the leg of table. Hana was walking ahead, using her small structure to look around while Yoongi was guarding from behind. The dire situation was creepy the out as the house was dead silent, it put their nerves in fight and flight mode.

Hana's felt her hands getting clammy with sudden dampness in the air, she quickly wiped her hands on her jeans when she felt a hand on shoulder and startled a bit. Angrily turning around to look at Yoongi who was already looking at her clueless, silently asking why did she stop, she clamp her mouth shut. 'Was that my imagination' she huff in annoyance and resumed her way.

"Should we split?" Yoongi said without thinking and groaned silently feeling sudden on knees.

"And get in more danger? Didn't you watched enough horror movies. It's a bad suggestion. I think we should look for basement or cellar. Maybe Jimin has been held there"

"Okay let's find Kitchen. Cellars are usually near there"

With that they continuing moving, concealing their figures alongside the walls.

No what di you hear?

Look's like someone is crying? Could be his younger brother.

How can he be cruel. There his brother is crying and he just went on his room.

The long corridors ended, leading them to living room which increased their fear of getting caught. Few florescent bulbs were place on ceilings providing little light. Hana moved her in her jeans, ready to take out her flashlight when gets stop abruptly by Yoongi who hugged her bodily closely. The hold was tight and all of a sudden her body was thrown behind a long couch with attached body. She opened her mouth to ask when he put his finger on his lips, motioning her to remain silent and force her head on side.

A lithe body was stood near a corner, barely lighted. Gaping on it, it seemed someone was talking on landline in hush voice. They tuned already muted surrounding to listen the conversation.

"Yea.. I know. You shouldn't come, I have already handl-" the voices were inaudible "Are you doub... o..." the man was stood firmly and could be mistaken for a statue if not for the ongoing conversation. "Bring th... yeah bullets, don't question me! with that he slammed the phone and moved towards the opened kitchen adjacent to the living room.

The lovers watched, in shallow breath, praying that the man left soon or they could get in trouble. The barely visible man had the same physique and broad shoulders like Seokjin and he probably was talking with his brother, who was coming tonight. A sword was hanging on their head because it sounded like he was bringing some bullets. They have do their work quickly and vacate the house.

Seokjin was near fridge taking out a mineral water bottle. Yoongi put his hands on Hana's mouth, silencing her rapid breathing when Seokjin turned around, they felt their heart leap in their stomach. They thought they were doomed as his eyes fall over them and he came near tauntingly.

They push themselves more into the back of couch, merging in shadows. Soft thumping of footsteps torment their soul, heart beating rapidly when he stood near them, long legs falling in their view. They didn't look up, not wanting to meet eyes with devil. It didn't help with the last night's investigation when they found out that they were probably against an inhuman being.

They waited for the vociferous voice to beat them out of the house but it didn't came.

Sound of gulping, reach their ears, which made them look up automatically and mentally rolled their eyes all the way to North pole. Kim was chugging water slowly, in the glass left on coffee table.

'Can't he drink directly from bottle' Yoongi thought.

Shortly he left and closed the door on first floor, probably of his room. What was more fucked up that that he was moving around in darkness with familiarity, custom to the dim-lighted room raising questions how he lives like this?

"Let's be quick before he comes back again" Hana said.

When they made sure that surrounding was deserted, they stood up and made their way to kitchen, still sneaking behind the wall and cabinets, not wanting to get caught in the beams of sunlight which was pouring from small windows.

There wasn't any creak or bolt leading to anywhere. The kitchen was pretty much covered with cabinets and counter.

"This is stupid, we aren't going anywhere!" Yoongi whispered exasperatedly.

Hana was getting anxious with every passing seconds, felt eyes on her, watching their moves.

"Yoongs, we should really split up" At that he raised his eyebrows in question.

"I think we should lock Seokjin in his room from. Because I feel eyes over me and it'll give us enough time to search Jimin if something's goes wrong. I am going to lock him" she began to move on stairs.

"I'll come too" Yoongi perked up as the thought of sending her alone didn't settle with him.

"No, it would just waste our time. Look you go and look for Jimin, I'll lock his door with something and kept an eye out for him. If Jimin is injured, you can carry him while I'll be just a burden" she said with finality and left him alone.

Hana ascend the stairs, slowly and carefully, mindful of the creaking of wood and thumping of her footsteps. She sneak behind the wall, when almost reached on the first floor. There were two doors on either side of hallway possibly bedrooms but the question was which one was Seokjin's?

Pulling his flashlight, he began to look around, checking big wooden counters, tapping the wood to find any openings but there was seriously none.

He thought about going to help Hana instead and moved around, when sudden chills went upto his spine like someone whispered in his ears. He abruptly turn back to see what was that but it made him slip on the fluffy carpet and he painstakingly watched his landing. In slow motion, he toppled over, falling head on first on the wooden ground. He laid there for few seconds, listening and expecting anything to happen, silently criticizing his fall.

Hana was contemplating, how to find the correct room but the time was slipping from her hand.

She look back and forth on both door and saw a lump of red-black blob, sticking on one of the door. The wood was painted in white and the stain looked like a sore thumb. The wheel turned in her mind, brain forming the images behind the stain unconsciously. All scenarios  pointing over that the poor boy who must have been victim.

Her thoughts cut off when she heard muffled sounds of sniffs and hiccups. It was coming out from that door. Quickly realizing that it was his younger brother's room, she  tried to come up with alternatives. 

She could just find something and block Kim's door and go on her way to help Yoongi or she could opened the door, letting the poor boy out, who knows for how long he must have been stuck there? But if she did that, it will only alert the soulless man inside the other room who was probably finding pleasure from muffled cries.

She shook her head in disgust and quietly placed the wooden chair, placed idly on corner, directly against the door, under the bolt, locking the door.

And stayed there, considering her choices, she chose the latter and come near the other room where voices had suddenly gone quiet. 

Empathy runs out of her body when she felt goosebumps arising in her, sudden chill in the air and deafening silence, she thought about opening the door or not when all of sudden she felt a pull towards the bolt like a magnet was attracting her. She dug her feet on the floor, wanting to become dead weight but they force was strong, her mind became hazy and found herself, leaning towards it and opening the door, which was locked from outside. Common sense left mind when she entered in, by the small creak and closed it back from inside.

The room was dark, just like the whole house but there wasn't any florescent bulbs. She shakily walk more into the room but couldn't decipher any body. The corners and walls appeared endless, so she moved towards what seemed like closed window and saw thick cardboards placed on glass which was shut completely from nails, concealing the outside world.

"Sssssssss" she heard something slithering, moving behind her back. Fighting the dizziness in her body, she turned around but there wasn't anything except darkness. What she didn't notice was the long, thick limp, crawling from ceiling, coming towards her. She stood silently, gazing the never-ending walls, trying to find the door.

All of sudden her breath caught in her lungs when she felt something touch her bare legs. Gulping the extra saliva forming, she shaking moved backwards something thick drop on her face. She touched her face in darkness, and felt a slimy liquid on her cheek, moving her head up, she scrutiny her eyes trying to see what it was.

Now that her eyes have adjusted in darkness and she make out something big and white on the ceiling. Shaking her head softly to see more carefully, she leaned more and felt it breathing.

Her eyes widened as she thought her mind was playing with her. The white glob was crawling towards when loud opening of door, caught her attention and she finds herself coming face to face with Yoongi who had a angry look on his face and before she could ask, he turned around and opened other gate, launching on a confuse Kim who was also opening the door from inside.

She left the room opened and went behind her lover.

(Few moments ago)

The loud sound of fall was muffled by carpet. Upon sensing that maybe no body listened, he push himself back to stand but saw something glimmering on floor which stop his ministration.

He slowly pulled the carpet on side and saw a silver lining of nails. Lifted it completely, he almost screamed in joy seeing a outline of a door and bolt on other side. Definitely a basement!

He mentally applause Kim's intelligence of hide the door in such place. When the couple had probably walked around here few times and didn't find anything suspicious.

He unlock the rotten bolt and pull the decades old wooden which creaks and scared him to the core.

Holding his breath, he looked towards the staircase but saw nothing, thinking that Hana must have handled there.

He released his breathe and swiftly opened the gate all the way. Glancing at his phone, he thought about alerting Hoseok, sending a quick message, he waited for a 'go on'.

A notification go off, relaxing a bit that a brave cop was on their side, he put a straight line smile. With a new found strength, he entered the dark room with shaky steps, mentally reminding himself that 'Time was fleeting'.

Small iron ladder was built for stairs as Yoongi carefully come down. Like he whole house wasn't dark enough, the basement look none less than black hole. He lifted his hands, finger searching for switch, instead felt something sticky on his hand. Pulling his hands immediately in fear, he sniff it and gag from the horrendous smell. Wiping it off on cemented wall, he lit his own flashlight instead and shone the path. Torching on the corner, he find boxes, old trunks and some iron racks, many dirty bottles, he continue to look for more when something smack on his face. Again toppling over the bad smell, he used his flash light to see what it was. 

Ropes were tied, hanging low from ceiling but what scared him more was the sheets of meat dangling on them. White and red, thick and thin, sheets of meats, blood still dripping of them and now that he notice, he felt wetness on his bare legs. 

Stopping the bile from coming out, he moved more in the middle and confirmed that the suspicious meat was indeed of humans, organs laid out iron racks and limps, bones thrown on corner like someone had eaten and leftover them. He would have bolted straight out of the door if not for his mission to find Jimin.

He stood on his tip toes to see beyond the meat, unknowingly looking up, he saw curtains of white webs sewn all over the ceiling, where human heads and limbs were poking out. He backpaddled in horror and almost fell down when something supported his weight and blocked his fall..

Quickly flashing on it, he saw a glimpse of a head, hanging low which looked like Jimin's. Yoongi immediately squat down and shook his body, praying for him to be alive. The body was rigid barely moving. Jimin looked over to see who was it and gasped in horror finding his hyung, best-friend looking at him in worry.

"Jimin, what happened? Are you okay?" He asked upon finding his one hand free from any shackles. His face has lost it's colour, cheeks hollowed and eyes were barely opened. 

"Hyu...ng.." he just moaned in pain and tried to get away from him.

"Shhhh I'll save you, don't worry" he tried to hold his body but Jimin was moving backwards, not co-operating him.

"No... shouldn't have come here" He huffed with last bit of energy left in him.

"How couldn't I left you here. Let's go Hana must been waiting for us"

"...ana's here, please just go! leave me-"

"NO Jimin! we aren't leaving without you. And isn't it over? We have found you. Lets leave-" the older was pushed hardly when he tried to force Jimin to stand.

"YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND! JUST LOOK AT M.. look at me" he said and come near the flashlight which illuminated his body.

(The image is same but without any shackles)

"Wh-what happened to you? What's all this?" Yoongi couldn't decipher if he should sympathize or gets disgusted. 

Jimin was looking at him from one side, hiding his other side of body from sight because his skin was puffed out and thousands of eggs were pin in them. His skin was loosing, threatened to slump down. 

"That's what I am saying... look at me. I am ruined. Leave me"

"Fuck" he said, touching one egg which was looks real. He tried to pull but it made Jimin hiss in pain.

"Yeah, I am completely fucked" he jokingly replied, shedding tears of agony.

"What is this? Can't you walk? Maybe we can find it solution later?"

"I don't know. I can't move or feel anything. I feel like de-. My mouthsss.. been closing, it's zipping" he said panting more as white webs were forming outside his mouth.

Yoongi racked his hands in his hair, sudden urge to cry over his friend's expanse was building. Why did it happened to him? Why it only happened to a innocent soul?

"Hy... look, I don't have much hyung. I love you and Hana but please leave quickly. It's not what it seems like, there more to visible e-

"J-jimin, Jimin. Jimin, hey wake up. Hey, look your hyung is here.. Jimin just look over here. I'll save you" Yoongi pleads taking his friend's body on his lap, tapping his hollow cheeks to make him respond. He weep and brawl like no tomorrow. Tears of helplessness, guilt and rage flows down without restraint. 

"JIMIN!!!!"

Hoseok had been standing outside the house for five minutes. He was prepared with his weapons after sending a reply to Yoongi who had find the basement. Hana probably was watching out for him somewhere.

He had also sent a text to Jungkook telling him to meet outside, so they could go inside together. Receiving a 'okay' back, he cracked his shoulder leisurely, waiting for the future to unfold with a smirk on his face.

~by dork