[Note: This is purely an art of fiction and based on my imaginations so don't associate whatever happens in here with a real life situation. Please don't copy the idea/storyline and kindly don't pursue the story if you are uncomfortable with mature/triggering content especially in reference to emotional levels. This story in no way or the other is meant to belittle anyone. I highly suggest if you are sensitive towards paranormal activities, abuse, religious believes, taboos and so on please don't pursue the story any further because no warnings would be mentioned further on other than that for mature content which would include sexual/mature [smut] scenes. This book in no way or the other supports any kind of religious activities mentioned in the story line because all of them are just a part of my imagination.]

y/n's pov ;

I end the call while chuckling knowing that I didn't give Jimin another chance to rant further since I knew it would be majorly him convincing me to drop the job and get back to him. I grab the isolated polythene that contained the food that was left behind for me to eat. Finally, after years of battling between all-nighters and examinations I ended up scoring a secure position at my desired company. The only sad side to this was that I had to shift to another place closer to the branch I was appointed at which was about ten hours away by road from the place I earlier called my home.

I've spent almost my whole life around their and made some of my best memories around that place as well so leaving the people I love and call my family behind was definitely hard but still sometimes life demands for changes and those changes are for the good. I still miss them annoying me all the time, bugging me to eat and then fighting over stupid games and baseless arguments. Life feels like an empty bus without them by my side unfortunately because no matter what happens some people always end up being your comfort place. They are the ones you think about through your darkest days, and it's just a blessing in general to even have such people in your life. Before I could even start to eat a knock heads in, I immediately walk towards the door not knowing who it must be since the neighborhood was majorly isolated. People apparently didn't like this area and some even claimed to have seen paranormal activities especially around this house, perhaps that's why no one was really ready to shift in here regardless of the good pay that the job provided but then my tough situation demanded for a desperate measure. I never claimed to not believe in ghosts because in my mind there's a pair to everything, when theirs love then it gives birth to hate so when we believe in god then why can't their be evil? We don't even know how life started to be exact, some people support science and some swim along the mythological beliefs, but I prefer to stay in between knowing that life's just unpredictable and full of mysteries. Evil might not be in some old women in a Victorian off-white night grown and silver hair jumping around or maybe a dark shadow lingering over your room at midnight, it's just a form of energy just like how we feel the presences of positivity whenever we try to have any connection with God whether it's through the prayers or just finding the good in the simplest creations.

I smiled towards the blonde male who invited himself in, he lived right across the street. He introduced himself the day I came to look around the place even though he did warn me beforehand about whatever happened around this place. Many people left it just within the span of weeks and maybe sometimes just a month even though he personally never felt any kind of negative presence around him in general, so he never had the thought to move away. He was a kind and handsome young photographer with a very good reputation even though he wasn't much talkative with the others because according to him, all they want is to talk to him once and then rant behind his back. This evening Taehyung being his usual self was dressed up in a plain baby blue shirt that was thin enough to display the numerous tattoos he had all over his ribs and back, they all were different kinds of flowers and saying that went together like some forbidden poetry. Parts of it were red and some were black which has the perfect clash to it like fire and water. He had plain black jeans on which were loose, so they puffed out his shirt in a way that made him look much more alluring. A thin gold chain battled over his prominent collar bone while his hairs were still the classic wild mess as always. His body leaned in a little before closing the door, my eyes stealing a glance of his gold watch that looked like stolen from the lines of a vintage royal novel. His thin yet muscular arms highlighted those minimalistic jewelries more than the sky that dipped itself with uncountable stars.

He smiled, I rolled my eyes in response knowing his playful self before walking towards my room as he followed me

His eyes sparkled as he grabbed the plates and started serving himself with excitement. This place did amuse me even though I knew that researching was maybe a bit too much, but then I just couldn't hold myself back once I heard all the weird rumors about this place.

I shook my head while placing down the thick binder which included some newspaper clippings and article links that I managed to gather. Taehyung dropped his fork down on his now sauce covered plate before pulling the binder towards himself, his curious eyes immediately swimming through the provided information.

Tae gasped as his fingers traced over the article that talked about Namjoon leaving for the states to continue his business their, a little black and white picture of him in a suit attached to it. He was handsome honestly even though I failed to know any of his recent news, maybe some related to his family now since he became a lot more private once he left this place. It was better to respect his privacy either way,

I laughed at his comments, totally agreeing with the president part since he definitely seemed like the type of person who would rule any political party effortlessly.

He gulped a little before closing the binder and pushing it aside.

Taehyung huffed while aggressively chewing the chicken with puffed cheeks due to the spice

I tease him while wiggling my eyebrows playfully,

He continued to whine and eat as the night melted away with doubts and theories which could be true or maybe a lie but regardless to it all I was looking forward to this new chapter of my life.

...

I closed the door smiling, it was the next day and finally my new bed arrived. As expected yesterday I slept over at Taehyung's place, it wasn't anything sexual since we were both knocked out after two bottles of beer but still I wouldn't have minded even if it was. He was an attractive male and sex can always calm your mind down once in a while, release all sorts of building of frustrations within you and just provide you with an escape from the real world.

I jumped on my bed feeling like it was my own personal heaven, the new plastic coated smell of the frame invading my senses but still it was a huge relief to finally receive the most essential item to survive.

Before I could even take a little nap my phone started to vibrate with the familiar ringtone, at first I ignored it but later on it started to build up more and more causing me to groan with frustration because it could only be one person who was capable of annoying me till this extent. I immediately pull out the not so little but expensive device to accept the face time, his bubbly smile immediately invading the screen.

I scrunched my nose back as his messy hairs finally got out of the view, and now I could see his post nap face, tired eyes which were blessed with some quality sleep and a ***** chest while his body rested against the wooden frame of his bed.

he rubbed his eyes as I chuckled knowing that if I was their near his house he would have immediately rushed towards me for cuddles

He rolls his eyes dramatically while I laughed not being able to hold myself till they arrive so that I could just hug them as tight as possible and feel the feeling of home once again.

I questioned not wanting them to have any kind of discomfort while travelling.

Jimin yelled in a modified high-pitched voice before laying down on the bed a little, I remembered the selfie I posted with Taehyung on my story earlier and so did he since we were apparently close friends now and according to him sharing moments with close friends is mandatory

Before he could complete I immediately stepped in knowing what he was about to speak

My yell resulted into him having a laughing fit since he enjoys annoying me the most.

My eyes that somehow traced around my room for a bit froze when it fell over the shadow that just passed by my door and then the realization sort of came right after. The door was closed because I waved goodbye to the people who dropped my furniture then how come it was now unlocked and opened in a way to have enough space for someone to walk in

Jimin's voice snaps me back.

I turned my head to peak through the space between the open door to just see what could have possibly happened, or maybe it was my fault for not locking the door properly since I was desperate for a nap and if someone would have possibly stepped inside the house or attempted to open the door then I must have known because I was just here. The staff was about to come back to arrange the bed once again and take it to the master bedroom which was located upstairs and that's why I decided to just wait here,

I explained as my figure still hesitated to walk towards the door to close it even though it was just two seconds away

He immediately nodded as we exchanged our I love you's before ending the call. I held on my phone right before finally walking towards the door, my hands trace the vintage fancy door knob as a small smile makes up to my lips.

I immediately lock the door from the inside before calling the furniture company to get my work done but what did get unnoticed by me was that it definitely wasn't a windy day, especially in between the warmest weeks of summer with no trace of loo.

He questioned as his hand held onto mine tight

I chuckled at him being adorable.

He pouted

With that I walked away as he continued to call out my name before finally giving up and rushing in his place to get fresh, so he could join me as soon as possible. I was just looking through the garden when he drove in back home from work, my bed was all done and in position now so this news got him a bit upset since it was almost a week of us having anime and netflix night's together.

I laughed to myself remembering the way he pouted like a little adorable kid

I look through my fridge and immediately pull out couple of onions to chop it down for some salad since most of the food was already done. My work went fine even though a lot of people showed concern towards me regarding the place I was staying in based off of the rumors they apparently heard, I appreciated thier concern but honestly I didn't have enough money to look for a place near my office and besides my parents weren't rich enough to support me and it was now my responsibility to help them instead of burdening them more. On top of that I had met Taehyung and we started off hitting it well so I didn't wanna lose this new blossoming friendship between us knowing that I could never possibly find a better neighbor than him. Suddenly I heard the sofa moving a little, it must be Taehyung I thought since his familiar perfume filled the atmosphere immediately. I told him earlier about the rat I saw in the living room, so maybe he was fixing the mousetrap? I was too focused onto chopping the onions, so my attention didn't flow that way but then their was another rough noise of something falling.

I laughed while wiping the tears that managed to escape my eyes from the irritation caused by the onions using my sleeves.

Getting no response I figured out that he must be really into catching the little creature since he was peculiar sometimes, the sounds kept coming over and over again as if someone was moving the couch multiple times. But then suddenly a pair of strong arms grabs my waist from behind tight as my mind immediately registers the fact that the most recent sound I heard was a second ago so there wasn't a way that Taehyung could rush to the kitchen and back hug me immediately, my hands instinctively touch the hands that were wrapped around my waist, and they felt cold as ice sending shivers right through my spine.

Recognizing the voice apologizing multiple times I immediately held his hand tight once again and turned to face him. It was Taehyung, he looked like he came right out the shower as his hairs were still wet and pushed back sticking his bare forehead out while he was dressed up in just a plain black t shirt with few wet patches around which would be from him not drying himself up properly and some gray classic sweatpants

I laid my hands on his chest while leaning towards his figure as he rubbed my back to calm me down,

He raised his eyebrows in a worried manner while his voice remained laced with concern

Taehyung immediately backed up and carefully walked towards the living room, my heart beat increased watching him making his way towards the room that previously made those sounds so I followed him behind carefully. Not wanting something bad to happen to him just because of me

He chuckled as I sighed in relief. Even though I couldn't remember me watching television earlier but I was not the type to remember things mostly, I could place a remote somewhere and just forget about it the next very second

He switched the television off that was playing some random action movie before walking towards me.

He smirked playfully to lighten my mood up.

I smiled embarrassed

...

- 3 days later -

Jimin rolled his eyes,

Yoongi replied while sipping his chocolate shake.

I sighed wiping the counter clean.

Jimin spoke smacking Yoongi's shoulder for no damn reason because why not?

Suddenly the doorbell rings again indicating that Taehyung was here, I already informed him about Jimin and Yoongi, and he seemed beyond excited to meet my friends.

Jimin smirked as I nodded and rushed towards the door to open it up. Their stood Taehyung in his ripped dark blue jeans and a black shirt as usual with top buttons undone. He looked like he just came out of some erotic novel but much better. His neck was adored with multiple chains as usual and hairs a mess, his mud kissed boots brushed against my clean carpet while his inviting lips held a sweet smile that could turn your world upside down at once.

Jimin greeted with his sassy attitude while Yoongi stood behind with a tiny pout feeling jealous which he would never accept but actions definitely speak louder than words.

Tae being the social butterfly he is, he immediately blended with them like they knew each other since kindergarden and everything started to go with the flow.

I offered while getting up, a bit spaced out still because despite of having three people around me, it still felt like someone was watching me. as if someone was keeping a tab on each and every one of my moves. only me.

- 4 days later -

I woke up in the middle of the night unexpectedly, no sleep left in my eyes as I could hear the soft foot tapping shoes, the type of sound that would make you stop in your ways and just close your eyes for a moment to calm your mind down and might as well provide you with an escape from the reality. The room wasn't cold necessarily even though my mind felt the blue stone aesthetic hitting over it multiple times that urged it that whatever was surrounding the ambience wasn't a light energy instead it consisted of something dark and possibly evil, but then my eyes fell over his figure for the first time. The same presence that's been following me and chasing me through my sleepless night, he almost felt like a familiar being to me now. He sat their playing on my piano. He seemed like how any other ordinary human would be, but he wasn't ordinary neither was he a human for sure. Passion towards music sparkling within his eyes as he smiled a little with each note. I wasn't aware of the song, but it seemed like a very old classical piece which might be his original work but neither less it had something about it that made one stop right their and then and get lost within the depths of the overlapped tune.

His thin fingers jumped over from the black polished tiles to the white ones like some unseen yet addicting ballet dancer that shines within the crowd. His aura was captivating but the thin white glowing rays that surrounded him didn't leave unnoticed, the atmosphere was creeping and cold but still not uncomfortable. It was if something inside me didn't want to leave even though my mind knew that what I was standing near at, what I was admiring wasn't a human. But then before I could process further the tune stopped and that's when he turned to face the intruder: me. He was a male that resembled a deity in my eyes. Expensive material of dark laced fabric turned into a black suit hugged his well-built frame, his buff chest pushing past the vintage maroon scarf that stood a little low towards the arch from the heat that gobbled the atmosphere just from the moment he faced me. There was a moment in between everything where I questioned the heat: was it the environmental conditions or him? He had the perfect balance of danger and charm. His eyes spoke for itself and the look within those eyes did the physical work on one's mind.

He could manipulate, lie, punish, scream with those crystal eyes, and it'll all end up into an addicting seductive pit. He felt like the type of male towards whom people would mindlessly gravitate from all directions like a planetary orbit regardless of their or his sexual preferences. He possessed the strength of a character that he was dismaying, his physical features were perfect in my eyes. His breathes were uneven now but what the point of him breathing when he wasn't even alive? He definitely had some kind of energy that didn't allow me to scream my heart out and run away right from the moment I saw the unknown male at my place in midnight.

His eyes were deep and calm like an ocean that you'd love to drown in, a perfect conclusion to your story. His lips seemed edible and sugar coated within those pink lumps of crystal cherries, it lurked a dangerous invitation to play. His facial structure just demonstrated flawlessness straight up to one's mind and could get anyone down to their knees out of need and hunger or insecurities. His light brown hairs danced with the slow loo that pushed a couple of tiny strands on his forehead that he didn't seem to mind and good for him because it surely made him seem more than just the word attractive but in a forbidden way.

I stepped back, this wasn't a human. This wasn't something that belonged to this world because deep within his eyes I could see the lifeless shadow lingering over him. I knew that he was the one all after me since a week, he was the reason behind which people feared this place, he was the reason the area remained isolated, did they see him like me before? Was I really not just hallucinating? It was hard for me to accept that this was the time when I would interact with something that didn't belong to this life filled world, something that exists only in stories. Even if he wasn't alive but still I could feel his strong presence as he continued to stare at me, that unknown meaning dinged within his dark stare was not allowing me to run which is what any sane person would most possibly do in a situation like this.

But then maybe I was insane or maybe something caused by him was not allowing me to run away. Something was stopping me, maybe it was me, or maybe it was him, but it didn't let me move a step away from him.

His voice was honey dipped. Music to my ears even though it was just a single word you could feel the depth of his speech just within a second.

Then it rang my mind that he was indeed one of the Jeon's that once existed around here but then were their others too? Was he really buried around here somewhere that caused his condition this bad?

My body crashes within my mind, I could see a faint scar on his face. It wasn't infected neither it was bleeding, it looked like it was healed but the left the mark behind which just added more dimension to the way he looked. My eyes scanned his outfit to only see the ruffles around his corner and sleeves knowing that it wasn't the pattern of fashion any sane person would follow around in a hot day of summer, his leather shoes were dusted with mud like he just stepped out of a battle ground even though that wasn't the point but still I could see the slight hint of resemblance between him and the picture of Kim Nar that I managed to dig from the web.

I felt frustrated but my physical body refused to leave even though I tried my best, it felt like I was doing it on my own but I wasn't at the same time. Him assuring me didn't do anything positive to my mind instead it scared me even more knowing the fact that if he really was something inhuman then trusting him was same as choosing death,

He questioned impatiently.

As my eyes met his this time their was a hidden hope in between the curtains of discovering something new and a hint of fear of losing something.

I shrugged my shoulders not believing that I was having an actual conversation with him.

A soft satisfied smile was now plastered over his lips.

I questioned back with a bit louder voice causing him to step back in order to not make me more uncomfortable even though in reality he wasn't.

My eyes widened at the amount of time he has wandered around trapped within these walls, I could feel my throat run dry with pain not being able to imagine how lonely and empty it must have felt through all the years that passed trapped within a couple of walls.

I begged even though something inside wasn't still so sure about what I said, did I really just mean that or was I in panic. If wasn't for his aura I could have easily mistaken him for a human but then the sad dripping in his eyes after hearing me send a pang through my heart, I didn't want to be manipulated into something evil but at the same time what if he just wanted some help, and maybe it was all destiny planned out to help me find his stairway to heaven especially after so many years of constant isolated suffering.

He held his wrist tight as his eyes squeezed in with pain causing me to take a step towards him without thinking, he was already dead what could possibly hurt him worse.

With that he vanished in the dark like he never existed.

...

My eyes open as I find myself in terrible pain, what it all a dream that happened earlier? But I remember each and every bit of it like it felt real, but then I find myself laid down on the couch while the piano he played last night rested in front of me neat and steady.

I remember his face, his voice and his presence. Something inside me wasn't just allowing me to run away like any normal sane person would, it wasn't even allowing me to just ignore the fact that he wanted help. Was he really stuck here or was it my kind playing games or what if he was lying and was an evil spirit after my soul?

Did I perhaps offend any energy unknowingly that caused the little episode from yesterday, if he said that I was the only one who could feel his presence around then how come the people who lived here before me ran away within the span of weeks? I rub my face a little, doubting my existence more than ever. My eyes scan around the room once again, and I could have sworn that somehow the scene from yesterday immediately flashed in front of my eyes like a haunted movie. Taehyung wasn't around at the moment I couldn't just randomly call him knowing that he wouldn't really believe what I just saw, I wasn't an artist either who could draw him out even though I remember each and every single detail about his beautiful face. Right from the way a little dimple appeared towards his right cheek causing the depression to the way his eyes contained a little galaxy within itself, something you'd get lost in willingly. If he was someone real I'd have definitely fallen for him just by his looks, but unfortunately he wasn't, I felt guilty knowing that maybe he actually did need help because that smile on his face seemed genuine, but then evil can easily lie and manipulate anyone and I didn't want to lose myself. I immediately ran towards my room and started packing up whatever that could reach my hand, my cash and my phone was enough and with that I rush outside knowing that all I can do first is to feel safe. I was going to drive to Jimin and Yoongi right now because that's where I would feel safe, my hands look through the desk to find my car keys. Cursing multiple times as I keep on finding my keys, but they were not even in my sight, I pull out my phone only to find the network dead unfortunately which happened quite often during the early morning and that's why I had a separate landline for emergency but all that was left in my mind was to get my car keys and run away.

Finally, the familiar leaf keychain come into my view but as I pull it away I notice the opened book it laid on, I couldn't help but just stop and look at it knowing that I wasn't the one who kept it here.

I read the little paragraph as the key slipped down from my hand. Immediately gripping onto the brown dirty leather book I turn it to face the cover "The hope in the dark" and that's when I felt his presence again.

I gulp the lump in my throat down that now burned from all the pressure that was building up inside me. Turning back I immediately see his figure smiling at me softly, Jungkook lifts his hands a little to point towards a certain direction. His figure looked like a ball of glowing dust and light walking through the materialistic world, he looked even more enchanting than he did last night but this time I felt connected towards him rather than battling between negativity and positive beings. I knew their was something between us, I knew that their was an alive connection between us that was meant to be cherished and perhaps god declared a meaning behind it and whatever that meaning was, it was our job to find it. I looked at the direction his hands pointed and to my surprise the main door opens immediately showing up the bright world outside that was filled with nothing but darkness whereas he stayed within these dark worlds for as long as he could remember but had the brightest light within him, he was the real light. He smiles at me once again but this time his eyes glistened with tears of pain, Jungkook gave me a choice to leave even though he knew I was most possibly his only and last chance to escape from the dark crippled world between life and death. Even in a moment like this he chooses to not be selfish and let me go but before that he showed me his true self, that he wasn't an evil and taking advantage of me was the last thing he would do. All he wanted was my help, all he needed all along was me but not at the cost of scaring me away for life. He was ready to accept his lonely faith which most probably wasn't even his fault, the good in him shattered my heart wishing to just engulf him in a hug right now and make him feel the warmth of love that he must be craving all these years. I held the book tight while hugging it against my chest as unknowingly tears started to slide down my cheeks, my figure slipping down and leaning against the rack that stood still unlike my unsteady figure. He was still their, I don't know why, but I didn't want him to leave because somehow his presence turned out to be the only thing At that moment that kept me sane while making this life-changing decision. The irony of the whole chapter was that he wasn't even alive, he didn't even have an existence of his own, yet I was the one idolizing his presence in order to find the right path. It was the sort of bone deep emotion that made me want to gravitate towards him and understand this bond between us maybe because that was the only way we both could have possibly achieved peace. Now I had two choices: to run away from him by the way he provided me himself and have my peaceful life where I wouldn't connect with any spiritual beings, where things would be the same as it was before and where Jungkook would remain as nothing but a haunting memory which would start to fade away with time just like a scar.

Maybe thier will even be a day when I would completely forget his existence while he suffers within these four walls until the world ends and beyond that, battling between being alive and dead. But then he wasn't the one who walked me out, he just showed me the way out to suit myself. I had the chance to stay back and help him, to know his story. To know what caught him trap within these walls and to change his life knowing that his existence was just a question now.