Episode 2: The Anchor’s Warning
The city glows under a blood moon. Somewhere in the distance, a violin cries. In a hidden alley near Itaewon, Taehyung walks alone—drawn by a pull he doesn’t understand.
He shouldn’t be here. But his feet move on their own.
He stops in front of a rusted steel door. No signs. No windows. Just a black sigil carved into the metal: a dreamcatcher wrapped in barbed wire.
The moment his fingers brush the handle—
Taehyung turns, startled.
Jeon Jungkook, half in shadow, steps into view. His voice is quiet, but his presence feels like a wave of heat and dread.
Jeon jungkook
“You’re walking into a place people don’t come back from.
kim taehyung
(challenging): “Then why are you here?”
Jungkook steps closer, close enough that Taehyung feels his breath.
Jeon jungkook
“Because if you keep going, I’m the only one who can pull you out.”
Flashback — Seven Years Ago
A boy screams inside a candlelit cathedral. Masked figures surround him, chanting in a tongue not meant for mortals. Blood drips into a circle drawn on the floor. The Dream demands pain.
And Jungkook—young, terrified, broken—becomes its chosen Anchor.
He wakes, panting, clawing at his own skin. The past is never gone.
At a sleek modern dance studio in Hongdae, Jung Hoseok watches Jungkook rehearse alone—movements sharp and violent, as if he’s exorcising demons.
jung hoseok
“It’s happening again, isn’t it?”
Jeon jungkook
(without stopping): “The Dreamer’s been chosen.”
jung hoseok
(bitter): “Another sacrifice.”
Jeon jungkook
“He’s different.”
Meanwhile, Kim Seulgi, museum curator and secret Nocturne archivist, receives an alert: the Dreamer’s aura has activated. The Ritual clock has started ticking.
She calls Min Yoongi, the sound engineer whose haunting compositions often hold hidden frequencies used in cult ceremonies.
min yoongi
(coldly): “Then let’s make sure this one survives. Or doesn’t.”
Taehyung returns home to find his mirrors covered in red silk.
Confused, he pulls the fabric away—and gasps.
Every reflection of him is different. One smiles with black eyes. Another weeps blood. Another wears a cracked porcelain mask.
He stumbles back. The mirror shatters.
Whispers rise.
> “He sees you now. And he is hungry.”
Taehyung confronts Jungkook.
kim taehyung
“Tell me what this is. Why me? What do you know?”
Jungkook finally speaks the truth:
Jeon jungkook
“Every decade, Nocturne chooses a Dreamer—someone with an awakened soul. Someone who can touch the Dream, the god sleeping beneath our world.”
kim taehyung
(shaken): “And the Anchor?”
Jeon jungkook
“The one who binds them. Or dies with them.”
As thunder crashes outside, Taehyung backs away.
kim taehyung
“You’re insane.”
Jeon jungkook
Then why do your designs keep drawing themselves while you sleep? Why do you wake up with blood on your hands?”
Jeon jungkook
(softly): “Because the Ritual’s already begun.”
Taehyung wakes in the middle of the night, throat dry, heart racing. He looks down—and gasps.
A symbol has been carved into his chest over his heart: the Dreamer’s sigil, glowing faintly red.
Outside his window, a masked figure watches. And smiles.
> “Welcome, Dreamer. Night one of seven.”
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