"Where is she...??"
Both Yoongi and Jimin muttered in unison.

The sight of an empty chair blew Yoongi's mind. He had known that Jimin had replaced her somewhere else.
Yoongi turned to Jimin and grabbed his collar.

"Where is she??? " He grumbled.

Jimin's mind was boggled.

*Where could she go?!?!*
He was so much flabbergasted at Yoongi's sudden attack that for a moment he also forgot about that secret chamber inside the basement. The secret chamber was at the very corner at right side and couldn't be seen by standing in the doorstep of basement.

Yoongi didn't let him go. He was grabbing his collar with so much force that Jimin felt he would be pierced in the wall.

" Listen you fuckin' moron,you've done enough cruelty to the people, but I know her deep down. She is innocent in every matter. AND, if you even tried to harm her an inch; then believe me Park Jimin!! you're finished. Enough of this shit.
Just stop this brutality!"
Yoongi warned him with a voice so gruff. He left his collar with a force and moved to the hall taking long steps, leaving a blown minded Jimin behind.

Yoongi picked up his black leather jacket from the couch and headed to the door. Jimin heard the growling sound of his truck's powerful engine starting and heading out of the main gate. And after a few seconds, there was complete silence in the mansion.

*Pffft like I never heard that before...*
He mocked.
But one thing annoyed him so much this time. And that was her absence from the chair.

*Where could she go?!?!* He was thinking with his mind running faster than a horse.

"Where could she- where cou- "
His mind suddenly clicked something.
He immediately rushed into the basement, to the glass door; and found the guard cursing at her and trying to open the door.

As the guard saw Jimin's reflection in the glass standing behind him, he froze out of fear. He had realised that he was taking his last breaths.

Jimin didn't use to fire his servants. He finished their life stories. He shot them,even at small mistakes.

"I'm- I'm ss-sorry Sir!
She just said that she wanted to go to the washr- "
But he couldn't complete his sentence.

"You have had your days."
Jimin said as he put out a revolver of point two two from the inner pocket of his chocolate brown leather jacket, and shot the guard right in the center of his forehead.
No one could hear the firing sound of his revolver because a silencer was attached to it,and even if it wouldn't, even then nobody could hear because each and every corner of his mansion was soundproof.

Jimin didn't bother to open the glass door even though he had the key. But he knew she would herself come out once she saw every corner of the chamber.

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You quickly closed the door.
The guard could be seen through the glass but you couldn't hear him, not even a single word.
You were breathing heavily. Your throat was dry. You were thirsty and wanted to drink water.
But you forgot about your thirst as soon as you turned to the chamber. It was a weird spot.

You looked at the wall with eyes dropping out of their sockets. So many guns were pasted on the wall as supposed to be antiques or somewhat else.

Revolvers,shotguns,pistols,and a specific old German made gun in which only two bullets were placed but only one of them could scatter you in hundreds of pieces.

Whoa man!

You got the purpose of having that much guns. Jimin probably shot his enemies with them.
But there was something else that astonished you more.
There were two tables in the room. One at right and the other at left.
The strange thing about them was, on the right table there were many kinds of bottles and tubes filled with some specific chemicals, just like a chemistry lab.
Why? Was Jimin studying chemistry??
But he could make it somewhere up in his mansion.
Whatever!

And at the left one, there were some tools, operation tools. That was strange.

Then you realized the curtains that were hanging on the right and left sides of the room.
You went to move the curtains at the right side to see what was behind them.

And.

The view opposite of you widened your eyes.
There were three girls standing like models. All of them had different expressions. The one in blue dress seemed to be horrified by seeing you. The second had a spot expression like she didn't give a shit about anything. And third in red dress,standing at the right was smiling.
Gosh! They were all so very beautiful, mostly the girl in red.
But there was one thing. They weren't moving.
Why was that?
You went near them to see. You observed the girl in red.
Then you realized that they were STATUES.

Oh GOD! They so much seemed to be real.
You were looking deeply in the red dress girl's eyes when something happened which made your heart sink deep down.

A TEAR DWELLED IN HER EYE AND ROLLED DOWN HER CHEEK!

You were stunned by the sight. Your eyes were about to break out of their sockets.
And then;

YOU HEARD A SOB.

She was smiling but, she was crying!

She was ALIVE!

You heard another sob.
OH GOD!
You got so scared that you forgot to move. You forgot to breathe even.
She was not a statue, none of them was. Their bodies were frozen in the position they were.

You wanted to runaway from there but you were scared to the point your feet were not supporting you much. You somehow collected your energy and tried to get out of there falling stumbling.

You were heading back to the glass door when your foot stumbled again and you caught the left curtains in attempt to save yourself from falling, but no use.
You had fallen with the curtains upon you.

Another hideous and unbelievable sight was waiting for you as you removed the curtains from over you.

The room was presenting the view of a torturing cell.

Some dead bodies were hung by chains with some body parts cut out of bodies. Their eyes, noses, ears, fingers, hearts and even penis; were cut down. The floor all painted with blood clots.
Why?? That much brutality??
That much wildness???

You shivered out of fear.
You were seeing that much horrible scene of mutilation for the first time in your life.
It was the edge of inhumanity. You couldn't expect Jimin to be that much cruel.

Now you understood why there were the chemicals and the operation tools on the two tables.

You gagged, trying not to scream. You stood up somehow and headed to the door with a rush. You opened the door and straight ran to the stairs, not realising the bloody floor because of another fresh dead body lying on the floor.

You were scaling upstairs stumbling and falling, but somehow you managed and reached the door. You tried to open it. You tried to unbolt it. But it was not bolted; it was locked.
You were trying hard to open it but it was all in vain. You hit the door with a hard punch in despair as you stopped trying.

"Had tried enough?"

You heard his voice and got stunned. Blood freezing in your veins. You didn't have enough guts to look behind at him after seeing the instances of his brutality. You had come to know he could do the same to you. He was not wrong about his words.
You slowly turned yourself to him and found him sitting at the same chair in which you were tied with ropes a while ago. A cigarette in his hand and its smoke making small rings in the air and vanishing after. He was smoking to reduce his rage.
And
He was looking at you with cold,deathly expressions. It was clear that he was annoyed at the fact why you went to that chamber.

He got up from his seat, threw the cigarette on the floor and trampling under his foot; he took steps towards you.

You were standing there pinned with the door. There was no way for you to escape.

He came upstairs to you, looking straight in your eyes, stare colder than ice.

He came closer, and closer, till his body touched yours; and face just an inch distant.

"I'm sure you have seen the items down there." He said never breaking the eye contact.

He was calling that items?!?!
God! Just the view of that girl was life-taking. The way she cried silently between the sobs and the smile, oh God!
And those dead bodies, seemed to be looking at you with empty eye holes.
You shuddered at the thought.

He grabbed your arm.
" But don't worry about that.bI'm not going kill you that way."
He said in a lively tone while dragging you to the same chair.
Once you reached, he threw you at the chair.

"But it was nothing Fighty. You can't imagine I can do further more."
He was saying it in a normal way but you knew he was serious and right. You knew he could do anything after what you had seen there, in that torturing room.

His speech was not over. He continued while walking here and there.

"You know what?! At first I thought to do the same with you what I did to the other dead bodies, but you didn't kill my parents, so I rejected the thought. Then I thought to make your statue too, but you even didn't trick on me like those bitches, so this idea was also rejected. I have my own ways of revenge ya' know.."

He was saying and you were hearkening to him. Paying full attention to his every single word. Because your mind was alerting you about something. Something very bad.

He stopped walking and leaned closer to you. With a cold stare.

"But as you also remember that you insulted me in public, so I've decided something else."
His voice was so cold.

What did he mean by something else.??
Shivers ran down your spine at the thought.

"Come on. Get up. We're going."
He said once again grabbing your arm and turning to the stairs.

"Wh-where?"
You stuttered a word. You wanted to know where was he going to take you.

"To the jungle."
He told you without stopping his steps towards the door.

"But why?"
You were so curious.

He looked at you with irritation as he reached the door.

"At the hunt." He said as he unlocked the door.

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