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Face Yourself: An Ode

The Seventeen members filed into the empty room and locked it. As soon as Yoongi entered, the summoning circle began to glow.

"The same thing's happening with BTS," Seungcheol opened up the ARMY V-live.

"I can't believe we're catching this on camera," Jeonghan had his phone's camera trained on the floor, to which the lead rapper had now fallen. A blinding light shone throughout the room.


Namjoon unlocked the hotel room door, the members following soon after. Seokjin switched on the V-live app and they sat on the floor. Once Woozi entered, the summoning circle began to glow.

"ARGH!" Hoseok screamed at the demonic activity.

"Woah," the maknae line were entranced by the ethereal glow.

Jihoon fell to the floor, and a blinding light engulfed the room.


It was like birth, but in reverse. The artists were pulled from their current locations to their desired locations, an umbilical cord of pain latching itself behind their belly buttons. Not even the training to form abs compared to this pain. While travelling in the fourth dimension, Yoongi saw Jihoon's hand and clasped it in his- they were finally returning to their brothers...

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