We're Going To Make It (GOT7)

9. Run While You Can pt 3

Short Story 9 from We're Going To Make It

Run While You Can pt 3 (GOT7)

Part of Run While You Can trilogy

" The front door should be around here," Jinyoung mumbled, jogging forward a little, the pipe grasped tightly in his hands.

" Yeah, it should be right around this corner h-" Mark stopped short.

Almost bumping into him, Jinyoung let out a soft curse under his breath, before his eyes raised to where Mark was intently staring at. At once, his heart began to beat wildly once more, as his eyes took in the entire scene.

Bambam was there. He was the first one that Jinyoung noticed. Not believing it, Jinyoung had to admit that Bambam was looking like he was in a worse state than before. It even seemed like a chunk of flesh on his left shoulder was missing. Right beside him, stood Yugyeom, who had blood all over him. Jinyoung saw the lifeless look in his eyes too, and knew that it was too late. Their friend had already changed.

The two of the monsters were crouched on the floor, over a body. Jinyoung did not want to look, but he had a good guess that Bambam and Yugyeom were feeding on Youngjae. He wanted to vomit.

Slowly, the two guys noticed the presence of Mark and Jinyoung, and paused their feast. Sharing nervous glances, Mark and Jinyoung knew that they had to fight them. They were blocking their way out.

Gulping, Jinyoung raised his pipe as Mark brought up his fire extinguisher.

" I really don't want to hurt them," Mark mumbled under his breath, so that only Jinyoung could hear.

" They're not our friends anymore," Jinyoung reminded him, though his own heart was breaking all the same.

He was aware, and was sure that Mark was too, that their friends had been transformed into completely different people. Up until now, Jinyoung had no idea why. He did not know if he would ever find out. But despite all that, it was hard looking into those familiar faces and finding the conviction to swing the pipe at them. What if there was a cure to this, but they ruined it by killing them for their own selfish cause? What if there was another way out besides murdering their friends?

What had happened with Jackson and Jaebum earlier, Jinyoung himself had no idea. It was a moment of savagery, that this reality was driving him overboard, that had sent him after them. And it broke his heart, with every swing of his pipe he took, in hope that there was someone in the broom closet, someone that was still not infected by whatever this was. Jinyoung was full of guilt for what he had done, but he forced it aside. He needed to focus on getting Mark and himself out alive.

" I'm not ready," Mark whispered, hands visibly shaking.

" It's okay. I'll get you out of here," Jinyoung promised, tightening his fingers around the pipe.

With a loud growl, Yugyeom came charging towards them.

Wishing he could squeeze his eyes shut, Jinyoung took a step forward, swinging the pipe. It collided with Yugyeom's shoulder, and sent the tall man crashing into the wall beside him. Before he could even know what was happening, someone grabbed at his shoulders. Jinyoung swung his elbow backwards, digging into their ribs, before striking his pipe against their abdominal area. Bambam stumbled away from him.

Mark was standing back, watching everything unfold in front of his eyes. He knew that he ought to help Jinyoung, but he did not know how. He was rooted to the floor with terror, gripping on uselessly to his fire extinguisher.