Jeon Jungkook

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The sun was already setting, painting the treetops crimson, when they realized something was wrong. Their merry hike, which had begun with jokes and laughter, had turned into a nightmare. One by one, people began to disappear. At first, it was unnoticeable, someone simply lagging behind, then someone went to "take a pee" and didn't return. Panic grew with each passing minute, like a cold fog enveloping the forest.

Now there were only the two of them left – Taehyung and Jungkook. The forest around them seemed alive, breathing, and every rustle, every snap of a branch made his heart beat wildly. Fear gripped him, turning him into a trembling lump. He couldn't breathe, couldn't think. His eyes darted around the darkening trees, searching for some familiar silhouette, some sign, but found only a frightening emptiness.

"Taehyung, breathe," Jungkook's voice, usually so calm and confident, now sounded tense, but it contained the same strength that always sustained me. He squeezed my hand tightly, his fingers cold, but their touch was an anchor in this sea of ​​terror. "We will find a way out. We will cope."

But they heard it. Something. It was unlike any animal we knew. It was a low, guttural sound that seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere at once. It was approaching. Taehyung felt its presence, like a cold draft, chilling his bones. It was something ancient, evil, hunting in this wilderness.

"Taehyung, that's home." Jungkook grabbed Taehyung's hand, but he didn't even move. "Taehyung, let's go!"