Chapter 3: Shattered Reflections

Jin arrived at the hospital, his face etched with concern. J-Hope met him in the waiting room, his eyes red from lack of sleep.

"Any change?" Jin asked, his voice low.

J-Hope shook his head. "No, he's still in a coma. The doctors say it's touch-and-go."

Jin's expression turned grim. "We need to find V. Now."

J-Hope nodded. "I know, but Jimin's secrets... they're locked away. I don't know where to start."

Jin's eyes narrowed. "We'll start with Jungkook. I have a feeling he's involved in all this."

As they spoke, Jimin's subconscious continued to relive the memories. He was back at the club, watching as Jungkook's mask slipped. He saw the cold calculation in his eyes, the malice in his smile.

Jimin's mind struggled to piece together the events. He remembered following a lead, searching for V. He remembered the white truck, the impact, the pain.

And then, he saw it. A glimpse of a face, a face he knew. A face that filled him with dread.

Jimin's eyes flickered open, his gaze locking onto J-Hope's anxious face.

"J-Hope..." he whispered, his voice barely audible.

J-Hope's heart leapt. "Jimin! Oh, thank God!"

Jimin's gaze drifted to Jin, his eyes filled with a warning.

"Jin... be careful. Jungkook... he's not what he seems."

Jin's expression turned grim. "We know, Jimin. We'll take care of it."

But Jimin's eyes held a deeper fear, a fear that went beyond Jungkook's malice.

"V..." he whispered, his voice fading away. "Find... V..."

Jin's expression turned resolute. "We will, Jimin. We'll find V and bring him home."

Jimin's eyes fluttered closed, his chest rising and falling with shallow breaths. J-Hope and Jin exchanged a worried glance.

"We need to talk to Jungkook," Jin said, his voice low. "Now."

J-Hope nodded. "I'll get the others. We'll confront him together."

As they left the hospital room, Jimin's subconscious continued to struggle. He was trapped in a maze of memories, reliving the fear and the horror.

Meanwhile, V's world was a blur of darkness and silence. He was trapped, held captive by Jungkook's men. He had no idea where he was or how to escape.

But V's mind was sharp, his determination burning brighter with every passing moment. He would escape, he would find his friends, and he would bring Jungkook down.

The darkness seemed to pulse with a life of its own, but V refused to give in. He focused on the sounds around him, the faint hum of a generator, the muffled voices of his captors.

And then, he heard it. A faint rustling, a whisper of footsteps. V's heart quickened, his senses on high alert.

Was it a friend, or a foe? V's eyes strained to see through the darkness, his mind racing with possibilities.

V's eyes strained to see through the darkness, but there was only blackness. He was trapped, held captive by an unknown enemy. The memories of his kidnapping were hazy, but the pain and fear were all too real.

Suddenly, the door creaked open, and a sliver of light cut through the darkness. V's heart quickened as a figure loomed in the doorway.

"Welcome, V," a low, husky voice said. "I've been waiting for you."

V's gaze struggled to adjust to the light, but the figure remained shrouded in shadows. He could feel its eyes on him, though - piercing, intense, and utterly captivating.

"Who are you?" V demanded, trying to keep his voice steady.

The figure chuckled, a low, menacing sound. "You don't know? How...amusing."

V's mind raced, trying to piece together the events leading up to his kidnapping. But there was nothing, just a blank void.

The figure stepped closer, its features still obscured. "You're mine now, V. And soon, you'll learn to obey me."

V's heart recoiled in horror as the figure reached out and grasped his chin, its grip like ice. But there was something else, too - a spark of attraction, a thrill of excitement.

"Don't bother trying to escape," it whispered. "You'll never leave this place alive."

And with that, the darkness closed in once more, leaving V trapped and helpless.

But V couldn't shake off the feeling that he was drawn to his captor, that he wanted to be held captive forever.

Meanwhile, Jimin's eyes flickered open, his gaze locking onto J-Hope's anxious face.

"J-Hope...I remember," Jimin whispered, his voice barely audible.

J-Hope's heart leapt. "What do you remember, Jimin?"

Jimin's gaze drifted to Jin, his eyes filled with a warning.

"JK...he's the one. He's the devil himself."

Jin's expression turned grim. "We'll take him down, Jimin. I promise."

But Jimin's eyes held a deeper fear, a fear that went beyond JK's cruelty.

"V...he's in danger. We have to find him...before it's too late."

Little did they know, V was already falling under JK's spell, trapped in a web of darkness and desire.