"I closed my eyes to feel the light..."

PARK JIMIN

OCTOBER 24

08:59 PM

I watched as Minho sobbed against hoseok's chest. He's crying for the second time on this case. This is already messed up enough. But if we choose to go back, we can't leave Felix here. A sigh escaped my lips as I leaned against the wall, while Minho and the rest buckled up to leave. However, a sudden gasp interrupted us, turning around to see Seokjin looking at us in panic. A name left his mouth.

"Namjoon!" All of us immediately panicked, not seeing the elder around. There was no trace of him, except he did leave something behind, his phone. I picked it up, showing the mobile to others. "He must have gone forward," Taehyung proclaimed as we all could only nod.

Seokjin's hands were clenched into fists, sweat trickling from his forehead. I assume it has been thirty or forty minutes since we began looking for both of them. Minho seems to be dead by now. There's no trace of Namjoon or Felix. However, we stumbled upon a double door, Again. Minho was quick to open it as the door didn't have any locks or crosses on it.

A strong stench welcomed us, we Instinctively covered our nose and mouth. There were only two doors present in this corridor, both situated opposite to each other. The next double door was wide open into the next hallway.

All of us stepped inside, Jungkook immediately paced for opening the first door, calling out for Namjoon and Felix in the process. Instead, the room was empty of people and two long tables were placed in the center. The ceramic tables were almost completely covered with algae and two huge and rusted lights were fixated on the ceiling straight down at the tables.

"Fuck. It's a Morgue" Hyunjin muttered as we peeked inside in curiosity. A few shelves used to store bodies were present there, some half open and some completely shut. "Why the hell is there a morgue in a freaking Asylum?!" Yoongi groaned behind me. Well, he is correct, It's just an asylum. No dead patients, blood-stained floors, surgical equipment, and now a morgue.

Just what is this place? Our footsteps created a creepy noise as we searched up the room. The floor was utterly untouched, resulting in the conclusion that both Namjoon and Felix haven't entered here.

"The next double doors were open... what if they two met each other and went that way?" I suggested to Hyunjin said a slow 'maybe' while closing one of the shelves. How did he even manage to get the courage to open it? Hyunjin made his way towards the door. The rest of us abruptly followed him as he disappeared to the left.

Jungkook went after me, the third one being me but I ended up bumping onto jungkook's back. All of us looked in the direction he was staring. Nothing seemed to change, the double door, dust, stench etcetera everything was the same.

"Hyunjin's gone," Jungkook said, almost inaudible. But he just exited, where did Hyunjin go? "What the fu-" Yoongi stopped abruptly, looking down at the floor. Both his hands were balled into fists, shaking vigorously. "We shouldn't have come into this shitty place... If we continue like this we'll lose everyone" Yoongi's voice was hoarse and held anger.

"But we can't stop now. We are not going back without the three" Seokjin sternly says as Hoseok slowly pushed aside Seokjin, calmly making his way towards Yoongi. "Yoongi, we're all having a hard time... we have to save them. We gotta find a way. We always did, didn't we?" Hoseok gently said before Yoongi nodded his head real slow.

"You guys scared the shit out of me! I thought you were behind me!" A voice yelled from in front of us, rushed footsteps nearing our location. Jungkook shined his flashlight ahead to the wide-open double doors.

Hyunjin stood there, his face held disappointed a pout. Jungkook quickly took a run towards Hyunjin taking him in a tight hug. "What's this about?" Hyunjin questions, a confused look etched on his face. His hands however hugged jungkook back. This long-haired-blondie gave us a heart attack.

"WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU?!" Yoongi shouted shoving away Jungkook from Hyunjin and looking up at him. Yoongi sure was short. Fight me-

"I thought we were going forward, so I went forward. But halfway through when I was blabbering about Americano you guys weren't with me!" Hyunjin took a pause, then continued. "I thought the stupid ghosts tricked me, but when I ran back, I saw you guys" He concluded, a sigh escaping our lips. However, Yoongi surprised us by pulling Hyunjin into a hug. He was never a hugger though, I bet this place really must have flipped the shit out of him.

"You could've just said you want to hug him, "Jungkook said from the floor. All of us failed to notice that the poor boy had landed rather harshly on the floor. A small laugh was shared between us. The mood lifted a little more when yoongi also fell helping Jungkook up. Though he threatened to kill us, we still laughed. Geez, I don't wanna die.

Feeling a bit more confident, we walked through the doors. Ignoring the
second door which was present on the same corridor. Hyunjin and jungkook walked in front, their flashlights shining on the tiled floor and walls. "Jimin" Minho suddenly called out to me. I turned back to find him fiddling with his camera's strap behind his neck.

"I think the strap is tangled on my hair" He complained as I walked behind him. We were still walking when I tried to pull out his hair, careful not to hurt him. "Done," I said pulling out the last strand of hair. However, being the clumsy kid I was, I tripped. Falling flat on Minho as he landed on the floor, face first.

He groaned under me before the rest rushed to our aid. Jungkook pulled me up, Taehyung helping Minho. I looked down to see we had tripped over a wire. "Thanks, dude. They don't take electronics away while closing up or something?" I asked.

"Must have been in a rush, after all the reason why this place was closed down is unknown" Hoseok pointed out. The wires were leading to a room, which had a door made of blurred glass connected with a steel handle positioned on its surface. Hoseok ran his hand around the door. "This thing's dusty" He comments with a disgusted face. The clean freak inside him was freaking out. The faint red-tinted writing on the door caught my attention. Learning English was nice. I opened my mouth to read it out. "No entry for visitors" Hoseok let out a chuckle before holding the handle.

"Well, rules are about to break" He opened the door to receive a loud creak, echoing through the hallway. He walked inside, followed by us, not wishing to lose our tracks. The compartment was really large, tall and wide glass windows decorated the ceiling. The full moon was proudly illustrated outside.

The green crawly plants shortly coated the windows, giving them an aesthetic look. However, our attention turned to the giant pentagon-shaped compartment, as we assumed it was. Its walls were surrounded by mirrors. The dirty mirrors didn't fail to reflect our visuals. Seokjin moved his hands along them, circling the compartment. I followed his hands with my gaze, then my brows furrowed as he stopped. His hand lingered on a specific mirror. From my point of view, I could only see his side.

He started to push the mirror. What is he doing? A small creak was heard before the mirror slid to the side. It was a door. We all quickly gathered behind him. He stepped inside until he completely entered. We all gathered in front of the door. Seokjin shined his flashlight around the place. The inside of the compartment was covered with glass too and we could see hundreds of reflections of Seokjin.

I followed Seokjin inside before I saw Minho. He quickly pointed towards the center, our breaths hitched at the sight. It was a chair with leather straps on both handles. And a leather belt rested on the cushion. Minho raised his pointed finger upwards. A rusted machine was hung down from the ceiling. Black wires fixed on the edges of the mirror, connected to the chair, then outside to the hallway.

It was a shocking chair.

"This place was a shitty one" Seokjin was the one who commented. We all silently agreed and decided to exit the place. The compartment was small and I was running out of breath. Moreover, who knows how many people suffered pain on that chair, and being there made me nauseous. I stepped outside and turned back to see Seokjin sigh before walking towards the compartment's exit.

However.

The door suddenly slid shut, and I quickly ran up trying to push it open. I felt myself fall inside as the door opened without difficulty. The rushed footsteps of the rest chimed in my head. Feeling someone pull me up I looked up to find Taehyung. But he was looking towards the front and the room was empty. Seokjin was not there.

"Seokjin's gone"

"...However I only saw darkness"